A/N: The second chapter is here :D

I type it on my phone, so I'm sure there will be a lot typos.


Chapter 2

"We should go," Hellerey said.

"Where?" Harry asked looking around.

"There," she said pointing with a finger. "There are some mountains there. We may find a place to stay."

"Well, let's go," he agreed. "Can we fly there?"

"Hmm... What magic can you use?" she asked. "Show me something."

He shrugged and took his wand out. Ignoring a confused expression on Hell's face he conjured water, made his wand glow and levitaded pieces of ice. Then he found himself in an embarrassing situation. There weren't any useful spells anymore to demonstrate. "I can disarm you, conjure ropes."

"Barbaric magic," she said. "It seems that you don't understand what you do at all. What's this stick for? Some kind of amplifier? Let me examine it."

Harry reluctantly handed her his wand and she began to study it. "Ah... A crude self-programmable spell network interface," she said and then did something that made Harry's heart almost stop. She broke the wand and threw it away. "Useless toy."

"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?" he cried out throwing himself at pieces of his wand.

"Because it's useless. You don't learn to use magic with this thing. It's harmful for your abilities."

"It was my wand! How am I supposed to do magic now?"

"Magic is inside of you. You don't need instruments to control magic. Tell me, didn't you do magic without a wand at least once? Under pressure or stress?"

"Well..." he said clutching pieces of his wand in the hand. "I did, but..."

"Then you have to learn to use it. Use hands as a medium or eyes. I usually use my hands, because it's easier."

"But I was told that it's impossible to use magic without a wand."

"Well, what do you expect from lesser beings?" she asked. "I could try to teleport us to the mountains, but I'm not sure if it's safe in this dimension. It could be draining here and I don't want to waste energy. Flying may be dangerous as well. We don't know how this dimension work. I'll just shield us from cold and we'll walk there. Walking is always safe. Besides it will provide me with time to learn more about this dimension. Follow me," she said and moved.

Harry sighed, placed pieces of his wand into his pocket and followed her. "Say, if you're immortal, does your appearance change? Will I look older in... hundred years?" he asked.

"Well, we do change, that's my permanent appearance though. And yours as well. You're an adult too. Wasn't you one when you was a lesser being?"

"No, I was only fourteen."

"What? Fourteen?" she stopped and spun around. "You're an infant! Goddess... But, well, you was a short-lived specie."

Harry frowned and questioned, "You don't seem to be any older than me."

She nodded, "I'm quite young too, but I'm hundred seventy six years old. And we, humans, look like this... Whatever, let's go," she said ant turned around.

"Still... you didn't have to break it."

"You don't need it. Throw it away."

"No. It was dear to me."

"Stop sulking. I'm not whining despite I've lost my family, friends and a chance to rejoin my people because of you."

"I'm sorry," he said looking down.

"Stop it. I already said that there is no need to be sorry," she answered. "It was my fault as well. I didn't expect an aborigine to be able to interfere with my magic."

"Why do you call me aborigine?" Harry asked scowling. "You said yourself that I'm human now."

"And? There is an infinite set of dimensions where humans live. You don't belong to our civilization. You're native to your dimension. An aborigine. Should I call you barbarian? Besides, you're being rude. You didn't introduce yourself."

"Oh... sorry. I'm Harry."

She smirked. "Bloody Hell and Harry the Barbarian. We'll make a good team."

Harry couldn't help but burst out laughing. "How can you joke at times like this?" he asked still smiling.

"When you live for at least as long as me, you'll learn to be unconcerned by such small things. Life is always like this. You gain something, you lose something."

"But you gained nothing."

"An infant to care for," she said.

They fell silent and continued their way. It wasn't all that difficult, but wouldn't be that comfortable without Hell's shield against cold though. He glanced at his pocked and sighed. He was extremely upset because of the wand, but at the same time if she'd teach him to use magic without it... he was eager to learn.

He wondered how would everyone accept him as an elf. He was sure now, that he was one. Not the House-elf, but an elf he read so much about in muggle literature. Did he look the same at all? Hellerey had a perfect appearance, did he have it now as well? He wished he had a mirror.

"Do I look the same?" he asked.

"What?"

"I mean did I look the same in my dimension?"

"I don't remember how you looked like. I didn't pay you attention," she replied and took a huge hand mirror out of... well, nowhere. Probably conjured.

"Thanks," he said and took it.

He looked almost the same, but his hair was tamed, the scar disappeared from his forehead and his face became more soft-featured. His eyes fortunately didn't change and they were still the same mother's eyes. His new pointed ears though were quite funny. They were about ten centimeters long. At least he didn't look like a House-elf...

"Take the mirror," he said, handing it over.

"You can throw it away," she answered. "It's a temporary magical construct. It will break down in a few minutes."

"Oh..." He dropped the mirror and then asked, "Why didn't you leave me?"

"Should I?" she asked facing him.

"N-no," he said. "I mean, you don't have to do it, but you still help me."

"Well, I'm stuck here. It's better to have some company, isn't it? Besides it's partly my fault you're here. Normally we ignore aborigines but in cases like yours it's only appropriate to help."

"Thanks I guess. How advanced are your people?"

"Well, I'm not sure what the word 'advanced' means for you. But we never encountered a nation more advanced than we are. What do you know about outer space?"

"What? You mean you are space-faring?"

"Oh..." she stopped and looked at him. "You're not as barbaric as it seems. Was your civilization space-faring as well?"

"Well, kind of."

"Kind of?"

"It's only, well, forty three years since the first human was launched into space. There were people on the moon too."

"Pity that I can't contact my people about your dimension. We never encountered another civilization that reached this stage of development." She sighed. "We had two colonies in our planetary system."

"Why do you use sword then?"

"Why not?" she asked confused. "It's a perfect weapon to support magical warfare in a close combat."

"Well... It's kind of strange."

"Why?"

"Let me tell you about my dimension first."

"Alright," she agreed and continued her way.

"In our dimension magical world exists separate from non-magical..." he started the story.

"So, your race isn't entirely magical? Hmm..." she interrupted.

"No, a very small minority is magical."

"And the minority isolated itself from the rest of the world?"

"Yes. Muggles, non-magical people are technologically advanced and space-faring..."

"Wait!" she exclaimed. "You're saying that they're space-faring without magic? How is that even possible?"

"Eh? Did your people build starships using magic?"

"Of course, what else?"

"Well, that explains the sword then. Muggles use technology instead of magic. For example they have firearms for long-range combat and they have no use for swords."

"What is a firearm?" Hellerey asked.

"Well, firearms are weapons of various size. They use burning or explosion to create extreme pressure in a closed chamber with a single hole. The pressure sends then a projectile through the hole."

"Hm..."

"Yeah... They have really horrifying weapons that can obliterate whole towns though."

"We can do something similar with magic," she said. "But anyway, our researchers would be thrilled to learn about your civilization. It's sad that our scouts didn't visit your dimension for last four hundred years. Your dimension seems to advance quite a lot since that time."

"Four hundred years?" he repeated.

"Yes, we found out almost thousand years ago that our homeworld and colonies would be destroyed. We tried to find a way to stay there, but in the end it was much easier to find another dimension than colonize a distant planetary system. Scouts were sent to find a suitable one and they did after seven hundred years. Your world is on the road to that dimension and scouts were there obviously."

"If only people in my dimension were united..." he sighed.

"Then they wouldn't become space-faring. Probably. We saw thousands dimensions and every single one was thousands years behind us. It's probably because of the division muggles advanced in your dimension. We advanced through sheer..." she stopped abruptly to catch Harry, who stumbled and almost fell into an ice chasm. "...luck. Be careful, idiot!"

"Thanks," he said blushing while his heart was beating like a mad. "I thought I would die."

"Never mind. Anyway, I'll be glad to to see your dimension."

"Well, I'll be glad to see it too again."

"Let's hope that this dimension is more friendly than it seems," she said with a frown.

"And if not?" Harry asked.

"Then I'll run out of energy and will use yours for some time. But in the end we'll just die if we don't find a safe place to stay and food to eat." Then she smiled and turned around to face Harry. "I found out that teleportation isn't dangerous here. Take my hand, it's easier to take you along."

He noded and took her hand. The next moment they vanished in a bright flash of light.