CRACK.
Hallie had apparated right on the doorstep of the Hiroku's, She knew them, she could trust them and most of all Hallie believed they would have some useful advice. They'd been friends since, well, since Hallie could remember. It was peculiar, with most people Hallie remembered their first introductions but with Maura and Ryo Hallie wasn't entirely sure how she became friends with them. It had to have been at Hogwarts at some point, they didn't know each other before that. It made sense she would have known Ryo before Maura for they were in the same year and Maura a year below but then she had always been closer to Maura. Always.
Hallie raised her hand and knocked on the door. Chances are they would let her stay, they were the definition of Hufflepuff's: loyal and true. However Hallie did have a back up: Number twelve Grimmauld Place, Headquarters of the Order Of The Phoenix. Nobody would kick up a fuss about her staying there, maybe the portrait of Mrs Black but Hallie could easily ignore her as she had many Order meetings when you'd hear a random wail.
Of course her Mother would welcome her with open arms but Hallie knew Amelia would worry. Her marriage had already been topsy-turvy with Theodore another argument would make Amelia question the marriage. Question her daughters happiness, no doubt she'd place some sort of charge against the Ministry. It was there fault she'd lost a leg, maybe not directly, but the root of the problem of all Hallie's problems was the ministry. Amelia Cooper was neutral, a strong neutral but that wouldn't prevent her opposing the ministry until she had nothing left of her. No. Hallie didn't want her Mother worrying or going to any lengths for something the blonde hoped to have fixed by the end of the week.