Lily Luna had never experienced a tornado before. They just didn't happen in Britain, even when Voldemort had been around and the Death Eaters had attacked in vile swarms, they hadn't taken the forms of tornadoes like this. When the sirens had first gone off, the witch wasn't ashamed to say she had jumped suddenly and hadn't known what to do for a while.
But then the answer had been obvious.
She had to help people.
Well, she was a Potter and a Hufflepuff, it was her thing.
Fortunately walking was not a thing she needed to do. Apparating was a much more efficient way to get around, dodging and moving as she needed to to get out of the path of the storm. Really, given the circumstances, appearing out of thin air in front of muggles wasn't her biggest priority. Besides, in this town, they had probably seen worse and found ways to rationalize it. They always did.
Lily appeared on one street and saw the blonde girl leaning against the wall, seemingly confused and disorientated.
"Hey!" Lily waved to get her attention, bracing herself against the wind as she hurried over. "We need to get you out of here." She had to raise her voice to be heard. "My name's Lily and I need you to trust me right now, can you do that?"