Harry’s POV:

I sat there watching Niall cry like the baby he was in this form, clinging to June. I shook my head at him. We really needed to get our bodies back ASAP.

“So we know there was an old lady who cursed us. That’s it.” I muttered, trying to write nicely with my stubby little fingers.

“Did she say anything to you guys that may help a little?” June placed Niall down next to me, his eyes puffy.

“Yeah, she did some weird chant thing or other.” I remembered.

“What did she say?” June took the pen and notebook out of my hands, ready to write.

I recanted the chant the old lady said to us that night, “All those who see me. All those with helping hands. Thy rejection of help and compassion. Shall curse thee. Once cursed. You shall find your savior. If your savior doesn’t fall thee. Then you shall be cursed. For all eternity.”

“Thanks.” I saw her finishing up her scribbles, “Now let’s try to decode this.”

“I don’t know what any of it means.” I glared down, feeling helpless.

“Well that’s why I'm helping; it’s good to have an extra pair of hands for things like this.” She smiled taking the end of her pen and poking me with it.

“Stop treating me like a kid!” I slapped the pen away from me.

“But you are a kid.” She winked at me.

“Oh I’ll pay you back dearly when I’m back to normal! Just you wait!” I growled.

Niall raising his brows at me in shock, “Yeah, yeah. I’m shaking in my wee little boots.” She teased me, sticking her tongue out and returning her attention to the paper.

“So the first sentence…” she paused glancing it over once more, then looking at the two of us, “All those who see me. So you two obviously saw her. Where was it?” she got ready to write our answer down.

“In an ally, we didn’t know we had got there until she asked us to take her across the road.” I glanced at Niall who was nodding in agreement.

“All those with helping hands? This sentence is confusing.” She frowned down.

“Maybe it can mean someone who is cable to help?” Niall spoke up.

“That is a good one, but I don’t know. I'll jot it down though.” She scribbled down what we thought for that line, “Thy rejection of help and compassion?”

She looked up at us, waiting for us to say something, Niall looked at me, “I know we didn’t help the lady at all. We were both drunk and I just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.” I muttered, not wanting to admit I actually didn’t help an elderly lady. Sure enough, June lowered her eyes slightly at me, then jotted something down on the notepad.

“Shall curse thee. That would most likely go with what you said then. Not helping, so you guys got cursed.” She tsked, as she wrote that down.

“We were in a dark ally!” I tried to defend myself.

“Whatever, next sentence.” She ignored me, “Once cursed, then it says you shall find your savior.”

Niall pointed at June, “Does that mean you are our savior?”

“I don’t think it necessarily means me, just someone out there will be your guys’ savior. It would probably benefit you guys more if it was me, instead of looking everywhere for the right one.”

“Shit, this is going to be fucking impossible to fix!” I cursed under my breath.

“Excuse me?” she raised her voice at me.

“I’m not a fucking child June! I can say whatever the hell I want!” I hopped up and stormed out of the bedroom, not wanting to deal with any of this anymore. It was time for me to try and convince the boys to let me back in.

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Niall’s POV:

“I’m not a fucking child June! I can say whatever the hell I want!” he burst out, stomping out of the room, which was quite comical seeing a small Harry stomp out angrily.

I chuckled at it, then turned to the girl named June, “So your names June?”

“Yeah.” She said looking behind her.

“Its okay, he gets mad easily. Just give him some space; he’ll come back in eventually.” I paused then added, “You have to treat him like a child in those cases.” I laughed.

She joined in too, “Shall I keep continuing without him?”

“Yeah.” I shrugged my shoulders.

“Basically the last thing says, if your savior doesn’t fall thee, then you shall be cursed, for all eternity.” She gazed up at me, “Well I sure as hell hope I’m not the savior.”

I cocked my head at her, confused at her statement, “Why’s that?”

“Because that sentence makes it sounds like you have to have the savior fall for you, for the curse to be broken. Kind of like beauty in the beast.” Her eyes glazed over, smiling to herself.

“Yet you’re smiling right now?” I was utterly confused with this girl.

“Oh, I think in a way it would be kind of cute to have a Disney movie love.” She blushed shyly.

I laughed, making her give me an icy glare, “No no, I’m not laughing at you. I was just thinking Liam would be happy to hear that, since he’s the Disney freak in the group.”

“Oh really?” she turned away, but I still caught the blush that full out appeared.

Well well. This will be difficult if she is the savior. Not only the fact that there’s two of us that need to break the curse, but it looks like she has a thing for Liam, not Harry and I. I watched her reaction in amusement.

“So, what do you think about the interpretation?” she switched the topic finally.

“Well, with us not knowing this would be real or not, I guess this is the best we can do for now.” I paused staring her straight in the eyes, “The big thing is, is getting the guys to believe it without making One Direction stop doing their concerts.”

Her eyes rounded, showing she didn’t even think about that, “You’re right! We better go convince the other members.”

She stretched out her hand to me. I hesitated, and then accepted, placing my small hand into hers, “Let’s go.”

Notes

If anyone even reads these note things, and wants to help motivate me faster (laughs), what is your guys' decoding on what the old lady said?

Meaning, what do you guys think it means?