After finishing his tale, Harry sat back down on the bed. "So that's that guys. I'm gonna tell you right now, as soon as this whole mess is over, I'm going back there." He looked straight at them. "I'm tired of the pain in this world, tired of fighting, tired of being without a true family or friends. I know I have you guys and I'm sure a couple of the others, but…." He trailed off, a sad look in his emerald eyes.

Fred and George nodded, "With what you left back there Harry, I don't blame you. We'll do what we can to help you finish this quickly so you can go home." The two pulled into a hug between them.

"Remember-"

"You are always-"

"Our little-"

"Brother." They finished together, messing up his hair, causing Harry to squawk.

"Hey! Why is someone always messing with my hair?" The teen pouted and tried, in vain, to fix his mop of a hairdo.

The redheads grinned and stood up and began removing the wards they set up. "We need to get back to our inventions, things don't explode on their own you know." George started.

"But remember Harry." Fred said, eyes serious. "We will always be there for you ok? If you ever need to talk or vent or cause mayhem and destruction, come see us."

Harry smiled, "Thanks you two, I'm glad I can count on you both." They nodded, pleased, and left.

Harry heard the party still going on downstairs, but didn't feel like joining them. Stretching, Harry left the room, having a sudden idea on who to visit. Creeping up the stairs, avoiding waking the portrait along the way, Harry went into the top bedroom and smile at the occupant.

"Hello Buckbeak." He said, bowing low and keeping eye contact. The grey Hippogriff bowed his head in return, a pleased look in his eye. Harry walked over and began petting the glossy feathers. "I haven't seen you in awhile, I'm sorry I haven't visited before. It's just been hectic around here for awhile."

"Do not worry child, it is alright."

Harry nearly jumped out of his skin at the sudden voice, sounding aged yet dignified. "Did you…just…"

Buckbeak seemed surprised. "You understood me child?" Harry nodded numbly. "How interesting, you have not understood me before, I wonder what changed."

Leaning back against the Hippogriff, Harry mused. "Well…I did make that wish to understand Pokemon, though how I can understand you is beyond me….I wonder if I can understand all magical creatures now."

"I do not know child, but it might be best to keep it a secret. I'm sure those humans downstairs would try to use you for their war more than they already have." Buckbeak warned and began preening Harry's hair.

After awhile though, Harry's stomach starts to grumble. "Sorry Buckbeak, I have to go. I'll try to visit you more often."

"Please do so child, I enjoy your visits."

Harry bid the creature goodbye and headed downstairs. Along the way he spotted Dumbledore and Snape talking in hushed tones. As he passed them Snape threw him a nasty glare, for what Harry had no clue but was far too used to this and ignored it. Harry sat down at the table and started eating what Mrs. Weasley set out for dinner, noticing absently that Delila's cooking was far better than the Matriarch.

In the other world, Delia suddenly let out a sneeze. She waved off Mr. Mime's concern. "Don't worry about me Mimey, someone's just talking about me, probably Ash."

Back in Harry's world, an announcement was being made. "Everyone, before we get too into our supper I wanted to let you all know that tomorrow we're all going to be going to the Alley for the students school supplies, we'll be pairing off into groups." Mrs. Weasley said before sitting down herself. Dinner passed by in relative peace, as peaceful as it could get with a bunch of teenagers cooped up in a house. Harry felt distant from the others, only really making small talk with Fred and George.

After dinner he headed up to his room, thankfully getting his own since they had cleaned out more of the guest rooms in the house more space was opened up. After setting similar spells and charms on the door that Fred and George did before, Moody's 'Constant Vigilance' echoing in his head as he did this, Harry changed and went to bed, making sure the belts with the pokeballs were on him and hidden.

The next day, at the Alley Mrs. Weasley split everyone into groups of three or more. The emerald eyed teen was pleasantly surprised when he was paired with Fred and George.

"We talked Mum into it, besides there are wards all over the Alley now to prevent attacks and there are Wizards and Witches all over the place for our protection." George explained, leading the other two away.

"Plus, she just couldn't resist our charms." Fred added before bursting out laughing. "So, dear little brother, we don't have to meet up with the others for several hours. Where do you want to go?"

The younger teen just grinned and dragged the older two off. After first getting the boring stuff out of the way, aka their school supplies needed for the year, they began to shop for things they wanted. Harry sort of bullied the Twins into getting whatever they wanted and he would pay for it, saying that he owed them for their help and support, plus since he was going to leave and go back to the Pokemon world, what did he need Wizarding gold for? Unable to make up a counter argument the Twins agreed (and what they didn't know is that Harry was going to set up a vault for them to use however they see fit). After getting them several random things for experimenting for their pranks (Harry so did not want to know what a pink rubber chicken was going to be used for in combination with a pop-up book and several fireworks) they started to shop for him.

They went wild with clothes shopping, the twins adamant about getting their little brother clothes that fit and looked good on Harry along with anything else the teen wanted until he left. They just left the shop when Harry bumped into someone.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, are you alright?" Harry asked the other. It was a girl about a year younger than him, with long pale blond hair. When she stood back up, he saw that she had silver eyes that had a dream-like look in them, and she was wearing pale lilac robes.

"Oh, I'm quite alright." She said, her voice matching her eyes, dreamy. "No harm done."

"That's good to know, I'm Harry. Um, I don't think I've ever seen you at Hogwarts…" He trailed off, sheepish.

"I'm going to be a fourth year this year, I'm in Ravenclaw. My name is Luna Lovegood….did you know you have Wrackspurts following you?"

The three males blinked in confusion. "Uh…no I didn't. Is it okay for them to be following me?"

"Oh it's alright, they sometimes make your head go fuzzy." Luna replied.

George snickered and messed with Harry's hair 'Hey cut that out!' "Are you sure it's not his hairdo Luna?"

The three laughed at Harry trying to fix his mop of hair. "Oh ha ha." Harry mock glared at the twins. He turned back to Luna, smiling. "Do you want to go shopping with us?" He didn't know what, but something drew him to Luna, she had a very comforting air around her, it kinda reminded him of Iriana.

"Oh no, it's ok. I'm shopping with my father for school. Then we have to go find the Marshlings under the quarter moon. They have dancing properties you know."

"Well if you do find them, give a couple to our friend here, Mr. I-Have-Two-Left-Feet." Fred laughed, nudging Harry and subtly reminding him of the Yule Ball from fourth year.

Luna smiled and nodded, "Of course. I'll see you soon." She started to walk away…more like dancing/walking down the road. She stopped though a few feet away and half turned. "Oh, and good luck Harry. Your new friends will be a big help to you." And then she was gone.

The three teens blinked in confusion. "That was weird, but she's pretty cool." George commented.

"Yeah, plus she didn't gawk at my scar." Harry said, flattening down his hair over mentioned scar. "I like her already."

After getting Harry whatever he needed, the trio headed back to the meeting area. All in all the trip was uneventful. No attacks, no visions, no nothing. Which frankly, worried Harry.

"Harry-"

"Dear brother-"

"You worry too much." The twins said when he mentioned his concerns, to which he shot back. "After the life I've had I have every right to be paranoid."

That caused them to pause. "Touché."

After everyone gathered back again with Mrs. Weasley, everyone headed back to Number 12. As Harry was walking upstairs to put away his things, he passed by Snape along the way.

"Potter! There you are." He said, sneering. "You will have private lessons with me all fifth year, I will send you the schedule at the start of term."

"What are the lessons?" Harry asked, semi-politely in contrast to Snape's downright hateful tone.

Snape merely glowered. "That Potter will have to wait, if your measly brain can comprehend waiting." And he stalked off, robes billowing behind him.

"Man, what a…" Harry trailed off, muttering several curses under his breath. He had quickly learned to do that when Delila heard him and grounded him for a week because he cursed when he dropped a hammer on his foot.

"Private lessons with the dungeon bat himself….oh yippee."

The summer passed quickly for everyone at Number 12. Harry had mainly stayed away from everyone, talking to Buckbeak most of the time or holed up in his room talking to the Pokemon and getting to know them better. The only ones he really spoke to were Fred and George, they were always eager to meet the Pokemon and show them some of their pranks. A couple times they even dragged Harry to their room to experiment with them. Now that the Boy-Who-Lived was no longer plagued by visions and nightmares, to which he would always be grateful to Iriana for, he was able to be much more creative with ideas without the added stress on his mind.

His barriers were now as strong as he could make him. Every Pokemon he ever met were in the areas that best suited them, Fire types to the volcano protection, etc. He now though had two outside barriers for the Pokemon that didn't quite go into other areas. His outside barrier was technically the weakest of the bunch, a dark dense fog that sapped the energy from whoever was trying to get into his mind. Inside the fog were every Ghost and Dark Pokemon he had meant, basically to scare the crud out of whoever was trying to get in. The last Pokemon that didn't fit into any particular category were the Dragon-types, those he had move freely in the inner barriers, as they were some of the strongest Pokemon they would move to whichever area needed the protection. Needless to say, he was confident and happy in the protection he had created.

If the adults noticed this, they either ignored it or didn't say anything. Dumbledore continually avoided him though Harry wasn't bothered by this as much as he used to be. The Order members were much too busy doing whatever it is that they needed to do to be concerned about Harry's lack of nightmares or avoiding everyone. They would have been concerned if he was avoiding everyone completely but since they saw Harry talking to the twins they believed he was alright.

And something that made Harry both happy and sad was that Sirius was spending more time with his remaining best friend out of the house now that he was no longer a convicted criminal. But after having lived with the Dursleys in a virtual hellhole, Harry couldn't blame him and just wished him happiness.

Ginny spent most of her time writing letters to her boyfriend, Harry never got the name of who it was but hoped he made her happy. Ron and Hermione had finally seemed to notice their attraction for each other ('About freaking time' everyone thought) and started to spend more time with one another. Harry didn't want to seem like a third wheel and tended to just leave them alone, spending more time with the twins, Buckbeak, or the Pokemon.

But soon, it was time to go back to school. The trip to the station was smooth with so many adults helping the students pack and get ready. Harry gave his godfather and surrogate godfather a hug goodbye before boarding the train with Ron and Hermione.

"Hey Harry, we have to go do something real quick." Ron said absently, placing his and Hermione's trunk in the storage compartment. "See you later."

"Yeah, see ya." Harry said, watching the two disappear though one of the doors to another carriage. Sighing, he shrunk his trunk and placed it in his pocket and started walking, looking for an empty compartment. He passed by several of his schoolmates, but they were all too busy catching up to really do more than wave or say a quick 'hi' to him. Finally though, he found a compartment. Peering in, he grinned at who was inside and joined them.

"Hey Neville, Luna. How were your summers?" Harry asked.

"Harry!" Neville said, smiling. He stood up and gave his friend a quick hug. Luna pulled him down so he was sitting on one side of her, Neville on the other. She gave him a hug as well.

"My summer was great Harry, thank you for asking." Luna said, smiling dreamily at nothing.

"Same here Harry, mainly spent it in my greenhouses." Neville replied.

"That's good to hear." Harry replied, nodding. He leaned back and relaxed in the company of his friends. Soon though, the door opened again, but it was just Ron and Hermione.

"Hey Harry, Neville." Hermione said quickly. "Harry, we need to patrol the train and then meet up with the other Prefects. Bye." And just like that, they left.

"Wow…that was weird." Neville said, shooting a concerned look at his friend.

Harry just sighed. "They've been like that all summer, I'm used to it."

The older seen stared sadly at his friend, while Luna gazed at him. "Harry…may I ask you something?"

"Sure Luna."

"Can I see a Pokemon?"

This caught both Gryffindors completely off-guard, Harry was shocked while Neville confused at the question and his friend's reaction. "Uh…Luna. What's a Pokemon?"

Luna merely smiled and held out her wrist, showing off a bracelet…a very familiar bracelet. Harry recognized it as the same charm that Ario had given him that evolved Eevee into Medieon. Suddenly, he recalled what Ario had said 'A strange blond girl with silver eyes gave it to me awhile ago, said to keep it until the time felt right. She had the oddest way of speaking…'

"It was you...but how?" Harry breathed, shocked.

Luna smiled dreamily, "The Starlings brought me there to help you, it was very nice."

"Uh…could someone please fill me in here? I'm bloody confused." Neville said, confusion etched all over his face.

Harry stared at his friend. "All through school, you have stood by me and always believed in me. You trusted me Neville, and it's time I trusted you back. And since Luna already knows some of it…I have to ask you both though not to tell a soul about what I'm going to tell and show you."

"Not even the Narglepuffs could make me tell Harry." Luna said, eyes focused on him.

"I've got your back Harry, through anything. I won't tell either." Neville promised.

Harry nodded, gratefulness shining in his eyes. "Ok, please don't freak out though, I'll explain everything." He reached behind him and pulled out a pokeball. "Medieon, come on out."

A flash of light later and the Medium Pokemon stood there, staring at Neville and Luna.

"Medi" 'Hello'

Harry was impressed, instead of freaking out or being scared, they looked eager and began petting Medieon. "Wow, he's so cool Harry." Neville said, scratching the Pokemon behind the ears.

"This is Medieon, he's a Pokemon…" And Harry started giving them a quick explanation of what had happened to him. It took up most of the train ride to Hogwarts. All the while Luna and Neville listened with rapt attention, eyes focused on Harry though they still petted Medieon, which the Pokemon thoroughly enjoyed.

"And that's that, I promise to give you guys the full story at some point." Harry said, changing into his robes. Neville and Luna did so as well.

"Hey, it's ok. Besides this sounds like a tale worth waiting for." Neville said with a grin. Luna smiled again and nodded.

"You will always have our trust and friendship Harry, I promise you that." She said.

By then, the train had reached the station and the group of three headed for the carriages that would take them up to the school. Harry paused though getting into one, seeing strange, skeletal like horses with bat wings were pulling them. They had a strange other-worldly beauty to them.

"What are they?" Harry asked, petting one of them. It gave an echo-y trill and nuzzled his hand. Neville joined him as did Luna in petting them.

"They are called Thestrals. They can only be seen by those who have seen death, which is why they are said to be 'dark' magical creatures." Luna said, voice soft.

Both boys snorted, "That's stupid, it's not their fault if a human can see them." Neville said.

"They are very beautiful and sorrowful creatures." Harry said, giving the Thestral one last pat and got into the carriage, his friends following him.

"Harry, I just want you to know, that I'll always have your back no matter what." Neville said, placing a hand on his friend's shoulders.

Harry looked into the eyes of his friend and saw the absolute trust shining there. He smiled and nodded, placing a hand over Neville's in a silent 'thank you' before dropping it back down.

"The road ahead is paved with Nargels, but it's a short one. The Starlings will be back soon to take the destined Hinkypuff and his kin back over the rainbow." Luna said, smiling at nothing. After staring at her for a few seconds, both Harry and Neville smiled and nodded.

"Thank you Luna, that means a lot to me…even if I have no clue what you just said." Harry said, chuckling slightly.

"Not many do Harry, that's the fun bit." Luna said, smirking dreamily. To which both boys wondered how she did that and if she could teach them.

By then the carriages had arrived at the front doors of the castle, students piling out of them and heading to the Great Hall for the sorting and the feast. Harry and Neville said goodbye to Luna, having to go their separate ways for now, and sat down near the end of the table. Nearly everyone who saw this were shocked that Harry wasn't sitting with Ron and Hermione (who were sitting much further down the table, talking lowly and holding hands) and began to murmur excitedly about the possible breakup of the three best friends.

"Wow, here two minutes Harry and already the school is gossiping about you." Neville said, teasing his friend to make him laugh. "That's got to be a record."

The black-haired teen smiled in thanks. "Don't worry, by the time I go home I'll have broken that record."