Harry rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and stifled a yawn. He was dead tired and yet he couldn't stop, not until he got the answers he looked for. He grabbed the blue jewel pendant in his hand and waved his hand over it. It glowed a bright blue, before returning to its normal color. He sighed and decided to take a break. It had been hours since he had last eaten. If he was ever going to solve the mystery that seemed to cling to the Jewel Pendant he would need his energy. After some consideration, Harry decided to wear it. It wasn't dangerous as far as he could tell. If anything, it gave him some energy while wearing it, which was strange.

He walked towards the kitchen and sat in a chair. He was too tired to cook himself, so he waved his wand at the kitchen. Almost immediately, the kitchen came to life with activity. Potts and pans started flying around the kitchen, the stove turned on and ingredients prepared themselves. In what seemed like no time, Harry had a three course meal fit for a king. Harry smiled tiredly. Oh, how he loved magic.

After eating, he contemplated what to do. It was almost time to move again and yet he didn't want to. The constant moving was getting to him. He didn't want to keep moving from safe house to safe house just because he was a wanted man by the Wizarding World. Harry sneered slightly. Oh, how the mighty have fallen. To think he had given his life for them and yet they turn on him when everything was over. At least he still had his friends. Harry's face softened at the thought of them. Friend that were doing everything they could to clear his name. It was an almost impossible task and yet he believed they could do it.

Harry turned his head to look at the apartment he was staying at. It was almost bare, with only the necessities in place. He would have decorated more just to make it feel more homely but why would he bother? He would have to move eventually. If he stayed in a place for too long the Auror's would find him. Everything he owned was safely packed away in his trunk, which he always carried around in his pocket, just in case he needed to make a quick get away. Harry sighed. If only he knew how to use the Fidelius Charm, then he wouldn't have to move.

He he fingered the jewel pendent as he stared at it. It containing a blue jewel tied with a string. It look simple, something you would buy from a store, but it wasn't. The jewel was some kind of crystal that hadn't been seen before. It seemed to glow slightly at night while in the night of the full moon, it glowed brilliantly. It gave him energy when he was tired and reassure him that he wasn't alone, which was odd. While he wore it, he felt as he wasn't alone, that somebody knew what he was going through and could relate to his problems. It was one of the reasons he wore it. At first he had been suspicious about it, the feeling it gave off reminding him to much to Riddles Diary for his comfort, but he had checked it thoroughly and while it had a strange kind of magic, it wasn't anything dark or malicious in intent. It was actually the opposite. Every time he looked at it, his head would fill with questions, questions that he couldn't answer no matter how much he tried. Maybe that was why it had been in the Department of Mysteries in the first place.

Harry gave another look at the bare apartment. "What has my life turned into?" He muttered to himself. When the war had been won, Harry had thought that would be the end to all of this. The day after the death of Voldemort, Harry quickly learned it wasn't so. He had to leave Hogwarts beneath his Invisibility cloak before he could be arrested and taken to the Ministry for some thing he didn't do. He hand't thought they could be any stupider. He had thought the matter would have been resolved quickly and yet here he was, one year later and still in hiding.

He was startled out of thought by the brilliant glow of the jewel. He looked at it, bewildered. It was the day of the full moon? Harry could have sworn there were two more days before the full moon. How time seemed to fly by without one noticing.

The jewel glowed brilliantly and Harry thought of something. He had only tried to study the jewel when it was either day or night with a normal moon, never a full moon. He looked at it curiously. Harry wondered what he would find if he where to study it while the full moon was up.

Harry grabbed his wand and waved it at the crystal. He felt his magic touch the jewel and it glowed even more. Harry looked away, the light too bright for his eyes. The next thing he knew, he felt a pull in his navel.

Oh, how Harry hated portkeys.

Harry must've passed out because the next thing he knew, he was floating in a pool of water in some kind of cave with an opening at the top. The opening at the top of the cave reminded Harry of a volcano. Harry felt himself relax as he floated in the water. It was crystal clear, no pollution whatsoever. The water was so relaxing, so enchanting that Harry left himself drift off even if his instincts were telling him to get out of the water. It was only when the jewel pendant glowed so bright that he could see it through his eyelids that he opened his eyes.

It was a magical sight. The full moon was covering the volcano like opening. Water particles were floating towards it and seemed to froze in the air, all the while sparkling like a newly polished diamond. The water was bubbling, but it wasn't hot. It was warm and cold at the same time, which was odd. The sight of everything, it was beautiful.

It was only when he felt his magic start circulating his body like blood that he snapped out of it. He swam towards the edge of the pool and got out. He turned towards the pool but it had stopped bubbling. There were no more sparkling water particles floating towards the opening of the cave. And more important, there was no full moon glowing atop the pool.

His magic was going high wire. Instead of staying where it was suppose to (his magical core), it was rushing through his body like the blood in his veins. It didn't feel bad, in fact, it felt wonderful. As if something had been stopping his magic from joining him but it was now gone.

Harry looked at around the cave. Everything was still. The water moved with tidal rings, there was no glowing or sparkling of any kind except for his jewel pendant. There wasn't anything magical about the cave. If he hadn't felt his magic change, he would have thought it had been a trick of his mind. A hallucination created from countless sleepless nights. But his magic changed, he didn't know if it was a good thing even if the feeling it gave him pointed towards good.

Something happened while he was in the moon pool, as Harry decided to call it, and he was going to figure out what.