CHAPTER 2

As Harry entered, he was pleasantly surprised by what he saw. He saw other wizards talking and laughing with each other, some were even fighting. He gave a smile. For some strange reason, he felt like he was at home here. He followed his new friends to a bar where a beautiful, platinum blonde girl was tending.

"Hey, Mira! We're back!" Natsu said.

The girl at the bar smiles. "Natsu! Gray! Erza! Happy! You're back sooner than I expected!" She says.

"Yeah, this job was a piece of cake. Is Gramps here?"

"Yes. He's upstairs taking a nap."

Just then, a small, mustachioed elderly man appeared above the stairway. He began to speak.

"You mean WAS trying to take a nap. No one around here knows how to keep it down, it seems." He said as he began walking down the stairs. He then walks toward them.

"You four got finished quickly. I hope you didn't needlessly wreck anything again." He said.

"No, of course not!" Natsu said before giving a nervous chuckle.

The old man gives a sigh before noticing Harry.

"Oh, hello there, young man. How can I help you?"

"Hello, sir. Are you Makarov?"

"Yes I am. Who are you?"

"Harry Potter, sir."

They shake hands.

"Such politeness! I think you can teach some of these people here a much needed lesson in manners!" Makarov said with a chuckle.

"Master, Harry here helped us take down Koji. He's not from around here, and he needs our help getting home." Lucy said.

"Is that all? Just take him to the train station and help pay for his fare."

"I wish it was that simple, sir. You see, I'm from a different world in a different dimension." Harry replied.

Makarov is shocked at first. Then he takes a seat.

"Please have a seat, Harry. Please tell me everything that has happened to you until now."

"Okay." Harry replied.

Harry then started to tell him everything that has happened to him.

About how his parents died trying to protect him from Voldemort.

How he survived the killing curse that resulted in his scar.

The cruelty of his aunt and uncle.

Going to Hogwarts.

Befriending Ron and Hermione.

Meeting Draco.

Dumbledore.

Snape.

The Sorcerer's Stone.

The Chamber of Secrets.

Dobby.

Sirius Black.

The Tri-Wizarding Tournament.

The Order of the Phoenix.

The death of Sirius.

The death of Dumbledore.

The death of Dobby.

The death of Snape.

Why he must allow Voldemort to kill him.

Then, the portal.

Makarov sadly shakes his head.

"My God, child. You've been through so much. I wish there was a way to remove all this pain you've gone through. Even after all this, you're willing to sacrifice your own life for the sake of others. That is most commendable of you."

"Can you help me get home?"

"Unfortunately, opening portals is forbidden here in Fiore. We need to make an appeal to the Magic Council to see if they would allow it. They're meeting tomorrow, so we can go then to talk to them. You're welcome to sleep here tonight, if you like. We have lodgings here for new members of our guild until they can find them a place, and we have plenty of vacancies."

"Thank you, sir."

Makarov turns to the beautiful, platinum blonde girl.

"Mirajane, please show Harry to a room."

"Yes, sir. Please follow me, Harry."

Harry follows Mirajane to the back where the rooms are for the new guild members. She opens one of them up.

"Here, Harry. This will be your room for tonight. If there's anything you need, please don't hesitate to ask."

"Thank you, Mirajane."

Harry enters the room and Mirajane closes the door. Harry climbs into bed and falls asleep, looking forward to meeting the Magic Council, and hopefully, going home.