Harry sighed as he looked around at the other students in this detention. He knew why he was there, Draco had started a fight. He didn't understand why Luna and Hermione got Detention for it, They were really just watching, but he had no idea what Susan had done to get her detention, could have been anything with Umbridge. At least Draco was there, He didn't get off Scot-free like he usually did. Unfortunately, all five of them were stuck together, helping Hagrid collect potions ingredients in the Forbidden forest for Snape.

The trouble really started when Hagrid left them to gather something from the acromantulas. Harry knew from experience not to go that way, so when what looked like a cross between a Chicken and a classic Dinosaur showed up, he was quick thinking enough to stop Draco and Susan from running off into the nest.

"Cockatrice! Don't look!" Hermione shouted.

"Death is as certain that way as it is with the cockatrice!" Harry said, dragging the struggling Slytherin and Hufflepuff back away from the Spider infested direction.

"If it's certain death that way," Luna said pointing where Hagrid had gone, "And the cockatrice is that way," She pointed behind them, "Then we should run THAT way." She said, pointing to a direction away from both points.

The cockatrice chose that moment to let out an angry hissing noise. Draco paled further, "I don't care what bloody direction we go, just go!"

The others agreed, running the suggested direction, Hermione trying to think of a way out, "Draco, You care how you look, can you conjure a Mirror? A Cockatrice will turn to stone if it sees its own reflection!"

"It's not exactly something you can summon on the run Granger!" Draco shouted.

"They're raised by snakes, can you speak with it?" She asked Harry.

"I can try!" Harry said, taking a moment before he hissed out "Stop!"

The most his words got out of the cockatrice was a confused "Buk-a?" which sounded a lot closer than the beast had been when they started running from it.

"It's gaining on us!" Susan shouted, sounding frightened. Unfortunately, their focus was on what was behind them, not what was in front of them, all five falling down a steep break in the ground, tumbling into the unknown.

When the five wizards came to, Everything had changed, including themselves. Harry was taller, thinner, and had pointed ears, Luna's hair had taken on a blue stripe, Draco looked even MORE feminine and angular, Heroine's hair had smoothed just a touch, and her ears pointed a bit, and Susan had gotten shorter, and frecklier. A small potato-like creature was looking over them, Muttering to itself. "Too human; Changeling, might as well be a human; Too human; Hah! Veela, not even a fae." It was when Harry sat up, confused that the little creature spoke TO them, "Aie! The King's Missing Grandson! Majesty we have been scouring the realms for you!" he said excitedly.

"What in Merlin's name are you talking about?" Harry groaned, grabbing his head with a frown.

"Ugh... what happened?" Draco asked, getting up with his own headache, his eyes widened fetchingly when he noticed the strange creature, "Bloody Hell, a Brownie!" He exclaimed, before looking around, and taking in the beautiful forest glade they were in, and the shimmering city beyond, "Bloody hell we're in the Underhill!" he exclaimed.

"That can't be possible. Mortals aren't allowed in the Underhill." Hermione complained, getting up herself.

"What's going on?" Luna asked, blinking as she got up, "Oh a brownie, are we in the realm of the Faerie?"

"Fairies?" Susan asked, sitting up herself, "Why does everyone look different? And Taller?" She asked, blinking.

"Talkative for human pets." The brownie complained, "Come Majesty! We must bring you to your Grandfather's castle!" he said, tugging on Harry's sleeve.

"I think you're just shorter Susan," Luna said matter-of-factly.

"Hold on hold on." Harry said, pulling his sleeve back from the strange little creature, "Both of my grandfathers are dead, I'm going nowhere until you explain what you mean."

"I can't explain it, I'm jus' a servant." The brownie said, "But the King can, You can even bring your noisy human mixes."

"Human... mixes?" Hermione asked.

"I will have you know I am a Pure-blooded Wizard thank you," Draco growled.

"No you ain't." The brownie said, "You've a tiny speck of Veela, She's got Leprechaun" he pointed to Susan, "She's got Alven." he pointed to Luna, "An' she's jus' a Changeling." he added, pointing to Hermione, "All too much Mortal for it to matter. The lot of you." he complained, "But enough not ta find yer way ta the Underhill."

"Did anyone actually understand that?" Draco asked snidely.

"Uh-huh." Luna said dreamily, "He said that You Draco have some Veela, Susan has some Leprechaun, I've got some Alven, and Hermione's a changeling. He thinks we have too much human in us, but we had enough Not human to fall into the Underhill uninvited."

"And what about Harry then?" Hermione asked, curious.

"Majesty's got tha best of the lot of you. He's tha king's grandson. We've been lookin' fer him!" The brownie smiled

"Right." Harry said, dusting off and standing, "So how do we get out of here?"

"Ain't no out." The brownie said, "Ya gotta go see the King!"

"Potter, if he says you need to see the king, you should," Draco said, getting up.

"As Much as I hate to agree with Malfoy, he's right." Hermione said, "This king is where we need to go."

Harry sighed, but nodded, "All right, we'll do it." he said, looking towards the city.

As the group started to walk, many curious Faerie started to peek out.

First was the forest fae, Luna watching fascinated, "Look! Pillywiggins and Sylphs and Fairies and Dryads! I think I can see a Leishide!" She said, excited at meeting all the various Fae.

"You know a lot about the Faerie don't you?" Hermione asked.

"They're not as rare as Crumplehorned Snorkacks but they're rare." She nodded.

"What exactly is the difference between a Faerie and a Fairy?" Susan asked, trying to get the words right.

"Fairies are those little pixie looking ones." Hermione said, "They're Much smarter than any Pixie. The Faerie is a way of saying all of the Fae."

"Glad she asked and not me," Draco said with a snigger as Hermione went on to lecture.

"No kidding." Harry chuckled, leaving the girls to their conversation, not noticing that some of the Fae they were passing were starting to follow them.

Things got worse when they started to pass the loch, Alven females chittering, "it's the king's missing Grandson!" while Mermaids came to the shore to look at them and Selkies started stripping off their skins to join the others following them. Luna happily providing the names of these as well.

"Alven? Isn't that what the Brownie said you had?" Harry asked her.

"Oh yeah!" She smiled, "Maybe that's why I'm afraid of fish."

"Seems funny, a water sprite afraid of fish." Harry mused.

"When they're that tiny." Susan defended.

"I don't want to imagine the logistics of how Luna got some in her ancestry." Hermione mused.

"I don't think I'd mind it." Harry chuckled.

"We're reaching the first Houses now." Draco interrupted, gesturing to the small tidy huts, industrious Brownies and Fancy Brownies Luna called Korreds gathering at the edges of the road they were following, Murmurs of "The king's grandson!" rippling through the crowd, some trying to join the small procession that was forming.

"Bloody Hell this is turning into a Parade," Harry complained.

"Well Harry, if you really are their long lost Prince It's something you should get used to." Susan pointed out.

"I think someone would have known if my grandfather were one of these Fae, Especially their king." Harry pointed out.

"Maybe it's not on the Potter side." Luna pointed out, "Your mother was a Muggleborn like Hermione, Maybe your grandmother had an affair with the Sidhe king."

"Well, I wouldn't have blamed her, Grandfather is definitely where Aunt Petunia got her personality," Harry said.

"Oh look! Horses." Luna smiled, "This must be where the Vasily live."

"Vasily being the small people leading the horses out," Draco noted.

"Exactly." Luna smiled happily, "Look! Leprechauns! He said you have some Leprechaun Susan."

"Which is why I shrunk a bit right?" Susan asked, frowning.

"Technically the ones with the wine in Red instead of green are Clurichauns," Hermione noted.

"Seems like everyone is interested in Harry." Draco groaned, "It's always Bloody Potter."

"Not like I asked for this Malfoy." Harry said, "I'd rather Nothing weird happen to me, it just always does."

Hermione nodded, "I still remember how badly you took the cup somehow choosing you." She said, "I'm glad we got Crouch before he could hurt you."

"So that's How you got into the games." Draco said, "The guy imitating the teacher did it? Why?"

"So Voldemort could come back." Harry said, ignoring the wincing around him, "Your father didn't tell you? He was there."

"My Father..." Draco started.

"Was one of the ones not wearing a mask, He was THERE." Harry said, "He's probably been raising you to join him."

"Oh look! Elves." Luna smiled, as they started passing more human looking, but still short, pointy eared fae, their houses were nicer than the Leprechauns'.

"Is that a government centre?" Harry asked, getting off that subject to look at the others joining them again.

"The Seelie court." Luna nodded, looking at the nicest houses nearest the castle, where tall beautiful elves stared at them, "And those must be the Daoine Sidhe! Oh, I know who your grandfather is!" She hopped happily.

"Really? Who is it?" Hermione asked, not having studied this as thoroughly as other things.

"Finvarra the Erlkonig." Luna said with a smile, "The king of the Daoine Sidhe."

The man the small parade approached smiled benevolently at the small group, "You would be right young Alven get." He said to Luna, before turning to Harry. The man looked so much like Lilly Potter nee Evans it was astonishing, Comparing the man to Harry you could see what he'd inherited from his mother, those oversized green eyes, The build of the young man's form, They shared a nose, and in this place ears. It was easy to see Harry being related to this man.

"You must be Harry! I've been searching the realms for you and your Mother, how is Lily?" The King added jovially, moving to give Harry a hug.

"My mother was murdered when I was a year old baby. She's been dead for 14 years." Harry said, surprising the Erlkonig.

TBC

AN: I never post unfinished works, but I thought I'd give it a go this time, Review, it feeds my muse!