A/N Finally got chapter 3 up. Hooray for over 100 hits. And I think that here is where I'll start moving this along. And again, feel welcome to review. Any advice/critique is welcome.

Chapter 3 - Shades of Light

Disclaimer: In no way do the characters/settings/anything relating to Harry Potter or League of Legends belong to me. I'm just having some fun in a sandbox.

Harry groaned as he opened his eyes, taking in the harsh light above him. As his sight adjusted so he could see in the room, he pushed himself up to lean against the headboard of the bed he found himself in. He looked around, seeing that this was not the Hospital Wing at Hogwarts. The walls were a bland white color, not the gray stonework that he was used to seeing. The room was completely enclosed, with no windows to speak of. No torches either. Must be some sort of spell for light. Before he could observe any more of the room, the air shimmered in front of him and a stern looking woman swept over to the bed.

"What do you think you're doing, Mr. Potter," the woman demanded. "You should be maintaining strict bed rest after the injuries you sustained."

Shrugging, and knowing the futility of arguing with any nurse, he laid back down on the bed. "What injuries did I sustain then, Madam…?"

"Miranda. Nurse Miranda, actually. And your injuries were pretty severe. Multiple crushed ribs. They ended up in piercing your lungs. You're lucky that the damage was not even worse; your breathing was impaired, and if it was much longer…" She shook her head. "Besides that, you had some pretty major damage on your forehead. There is some sort of scar tissue on your head that bled. We tried to remove it, but it refused to heal over."

That's odd. People that know my name, but not have any idea what that scar means. "That's fine. I've had that thing since I was one. I'll be fine." He paused for a moment before asking, "Why am I in here. I don't really remember much of anything."

She shrugged before saying, "I have no idea. I just know that it is the result of your Judgement. Someone should be here soon to explain."

Harry watched as Nurse Miranda continued to inspect over him. He was surprised that she was not using any magical implements that he could recognize. After a bit, she drew out a hypodermic needle. "I'm just gonna give you a shot just in case. This is a general cure all. I don't see anything wrong with you, but some diseases don't have symptoms in their first stages."

Eying the needle warily, Harry nodded slowly. Haven't had a shot since primary. Least I don't have to taste the thing. He watched as she swiped his arm with an anesthetic that didn't smell like anything he knew, and then pressed the tip into his arm. Ignoring the sharp sting, he dully observed her inserting the medication before quickly withdrawing. His vision blurred for a few seconds as the potion worked its way through his system.

Eying him warily for any reaction, she wrapped his arm up before excusing herself. Walking through the ward toward the exit, she saw a visitor standing there. She smiled softly and nodded, answering the visitor's unanswered question. "Yes, he's fine and ready for visitors. Go ahead."

Miranda watched her walk forward for a bit before entering her office overseeing the ward. She spoke quietly to herself, "Always liked that girl. She's constantly been kind."

-oo-

Lying on his back once more, Harry sighed to himself. Great. No idea where I'm at. What to do now. Before Harry could allow himself to wallow in thought any longer, the shimmering appeared again as a young girl appeared at his bedside. From his position, she could not contain her energy, as her blonde locks were subtly bouncing up and down. Kinda like Hermione when she has a problem she wants to solve.

"Hi, I'm Lux!" The girl excitedly said to him. "Nice to meet you! I'd like to welcome you to Valoran!"

Harry looked at her confusedly. Never heard of that place. Must be a city in America or something. He sat himself up again, hoping that the nurse wouldn't come back to berate him. Seeing his visitor's odd look, he quickly said, "Sorry, was a bit odd looking up at you." The girl's… Lux's, expression lightened and she nodded excitedly. His next question spilled out of his mouth before he could think. "Where am I exactly? I've never heard of a city Valoran before."

Lux shrugged a bit sheepishly before answering. "Actually, Valoran isn't a city. It's a continent, on the planet Runeterra. We're currently at the Institute of War." Her face reddened a bit and she glanced down. "We were going to ask before we brought you here, but the situation proved… Well, you got hurt. I kinda overreacted and summoned you here before I could think otherwise. Sorry." She scuffed her shoe on the heel of her foot while looking down, avoiding his eye.

Harry sighed. At least she admits that she was wrong to summon me. And she did it because she wanted to protect me. I just have the feeling that there is some ulterior motive. Damn Constant Vigilance and all. He looked back at the girl and decided to take the chance to trust her a little bit. What's the worse that could happen? "Hey, stop that. It's already done. Besides, there had to be a reason that you were watching me anyway, wasn't there?"

She looked up again, red still tingeing her cheeks. "Well… we were hoping that you could settle a dispute for us."

Harry raised his eyebrow at her. "Really? Why me then?"

"You were the first one we found that fit our criteria. One of us wanted someone who was just and righteous." She paused slightly, then said, "I just wanted to find someone that wanted the help training."

He nodded along uncertainly. "It's not like I have a choice. I have a problem at home. A dark lord is determined to kill me." Harry suddenly paled. "You can send me back, right?"

An uncertain look crossed her face. "I believe so," she said. "I'm not really in charge of the summoning stuff. I'm just an ordinary mage."

"Ah." he said. "Well, I suppose I'll have to make sure to ask one of your summoners then. He paused as a thought struck him. "Is that why you are called Lux? That the name you were given as a mage?"

"Oh, no," she exclaimed. "That is my actually name. My full name is Luxanna Crownguard. Our family has protected our monarchs for generations." A ghost of a smile graced her lips. "You are called Harry Potter, correct? Has your family been making pots for generations too?"

Harry snorted. Never quite had it put that way. "I doubt that. Maybe back when my family first was formed a thousand years ago, or so." He looked at her oddly. "Where I'm from, very few people take the name of their profession. Even in the wizarding world."

Lux asked, a bit confused, "What do you meant, a wizarding world? You have more than one world?"

Harry sighed. "It's… complicated. We separated ourselves from the muggle world years ago." Seeing her confused look, he clarified. "Not magical, I mean. Most wizards attempt to live their lives with the least amount of muggle contact they can. At least from what I have seen."

Lux nodded slightly. "That is odd. Our world is completely integrated, I suppose you would say. It's hard to find something that does not have magical components, or enchantments." Before she could say anything else, the area behind her shimmered again and the nurse Miranda walked through.

"I hope you are not interrogating my patient too much, Lady Lux?" Miranda chuckled to herself. "I suppose not too much. Mr. Potter here is not quite catatonic, yet." Seeing Lux's blush she shook her head and turned to Harry. "Mr. Potter, you are now free to go. Your belongings have been placed at the end of your bed."

Harry looked down and saw that he was still in his pajamas. What's left of them, at least. Noticing that both Lux and the nurse Miranda had left, he got out of his hospital bed and opened his trunk. Grabbing the first set of clothes he could find, along with one of his robes, he changed as quickly as he could. Palming his wand, he cast a few simple spells to make sure that his magic was fine. Satisfied, he cast Reducio on the trunk before picking up the now shoebox sized trunk.

Walking away from the bed, he pushed aside some invisible fabric. After moving through, Harry looked back and saw a sheet covered with runes surrounding his bed. Taking a moment to curiously look at the privacy sheet, he shrugged and walked to the end of the ward, where Lux was standing there, back to her bouncy self. Looking at her, he shook his head ruefully before asking, "I suppose you've decided to be my guide?"

She nodded to him as she guided him out the door and up the steps. "Yes, I have. I suppose that since it is kinda my fault, I should do my best to help."

Harry sighed before waving it off. "Like I said, don't worry about it. At least you did it to keep me safe, from the way it sounds." They walked awkwardly through the halls for a minute, before speaking up again. "So you called yourself an 'ordinary mage'? What is it that you do?"

Lux chewed on her lip a bit before shrugging. "I'm not that ordinary, I suppose. I just… get tired, at times when people obsess over me. I've always been really good at manipulating light. From bending light to make illusions, to focusing beams to attack. I've always had that talent. Course, the title doesn't really help…" She put a hand on his shoulder and guided him through a doorway into another hall, making sure he didn't get lost.

He looked at her oddly, letting her steer while he digested her words. "Title? You mean how the nurse called you a Lady?"

Lux just frowned. I just hope that he doesn't start acting like one of those fanboys. "I suppose so. My family is the most… highly regarded in my city. We would be the closest thing to nobles that Demacia has. Besides that…" She paused, before saying, "due to my exploits and my particular talent, they call me 'the Lady of Luminosity'." She shook her head before giving a nervous giggle. "Kinda silly, isn't it?"

Harry chuckled a bit. "Yes, it is. At least you got your title based on what you have done. I got saddled with the title 'the Boy Who Lived' when I was one. You'd think they'd give it up by now.

Before Lux could question them again, they found themselves walking through a door to the outside of the institute. Marveling at the building that surrounded them, he gazed at the columns all about. Each one was capped in the same rune, giving an ethereal glow. As she led them to the end of the entrance hall, she turned and grinned at his awed expression. "Impressive, is it not?"

Nodding, he said, "It is. I've never seen such a massive and open display of magic… What type of runes are these?"

Lux stopped and took a fairly long look at them. "I'd hazard to guess they are some kind of strengthening rune, to protect the building." Seeing his look, she grinned, a bit chagrined. "Runes were never my specialty. I was one of the few students at the mage academy who learned casting with mostly my innate magic. It limits me a fair bit, but at least I don't have to depend on script spells."

Harry paused, perking at her mention of a school. "You mean you have a school for wizards too?" While a bit abashed at his abrupt statement, this was something could relate too. "What was that like?"

A shadow flickered across her face. "It was… interesting. But I'll tell you about that later. Our escort to Demacia is here."

Catching the odd note in her voice, he glanced at her. Seeing her steel herself, he nodded. "Yeah, maybe the best time. Glancing back at where she was looking, he saw a humongous man waiting for them. Seeing that the man was staring at him with no small amount of distaste, he subtly backed away, positioning himself slightly behind Lux. "I suppose this is your boyfriend to take us there?"

Snapping out of her spell, Lux burst out laughing. "Boyfriend?" She asked, gasping for breath. "No, that is my brother, Garen. He just likes to scare people by dressing up in all his armor and looking mean. Come on." She grabbed his arm and led him over to Garen. Maybe I am making a bit light of it though. Why is Garen looking at him like that? Standing in front of him with a slightly sweaty Harry, she brightly said, "Garen, would like you to meet Mr. Potter here, officially." On an aside to Harry, she quietly said, "He helped us summon you here in the first place."

Harry nodded quickly, and opened his mouth to say hello. Before he could speak, though, Garen cut him off. "So this is the champion that we summoned to protect Demacia's honor?" He harrumphed. "You are scrawnier than you appeared when you first appeared, lying on that bed." He raised an eyebrow at him. "I hope that you don't depend on a sword for depending yourself. I know plenty that would cut someone as small as you are down."

Bristling the young man replied, "Maybe. I'm a wizard, so I am primarily concerned with casting spells. Swordplay was not something taught at school, and has largely fallen out of style to most people I know of." He paused, not wanting to sound too arrogant. "I do have a little bit of experience, but not enough to call myself a swordsman by far."

Garen ticked. "We shall see Potter. I have been asked by the Crown Prince to escort you back to Demacia, along with Luxanna." He stopped speaking for a moment, distaste marring his feature. Straightening up, he continued. "My parents have offered you room and board temporarily, until you find yourself your own place."

Lux brightened immensely at Garen's words, while ignoring the way in which they were spoken. "That's wonderful! It will be so much easier to show him what our city is all about then. She began to bounce again, much to Harry's amusement. "You'll join us, please, Harry?" She turned to him and let her lip quiver slightly. "Pleeeeeeeease?"

Harry sighed before chuckling. "Very well Lux. How long do you think it would take us to get there? Sounds like it'd be a fair distance away."

She giggled to herself. "It doesn't matter how far. We have a translocation stone. It transports us back and forth between our city and the Institute. All you have to do is hold on while we trigger it."

Blushing a bit, Harry's eyes darted over to Garen, who was watching the both of them, frown still covering his face. Turning back to Lux, he forced down the blush and said, "So, it's a bit like a Portkey?"

Lux looked inquisitive. "What would that be?"

"It's any object that has been charmed with a spell, and transports a person to a location at a specific time," Harry said.

Lux thought to herself. "A charm, you say? That does sound intriguing. Does the object itself matter?"

Harry shook his head. "I don't think so. The first time I used one, it was just an old boot on the side of the road. They are usually meant to be overlooked."

"Well, that is interesting," Lux said. "Ours are stones from both of the locations, joined by the blood of the one who enchants it. It's a demanding job, actually, since the caster usually spends so much of his blood he has to take weeks in recovery…"

Harry was nodding along, eyes beginning to glaze over. Why am I not surprised she's almost as bad as Hermione? Before she could babble too much further though, he caught the look that Garen was giving her. Reaching over and snapping his fingers in front of her eyes, he broke her out of her ruminations. "Lux, I think your brother wishes to be going now."

Lux stuttered a bit before nodding. Shooting her brother a bit of a look, she grabbed Harry's arm. Reaching down, she let a bit of magic flare through the stone, triggering it. Blue rings of light flared out around them. Before long, the blue light flared through them, causing them to disappear.

-oo-

As Harry floated through the Void, one thought did cross his mind. This is definitely much nicer than a Portkey. There's no spinning, and no hook behind my navel. Just nice floating.

Before he could do much more, they suddenly reappeared. He saw Lux gently step down onto the ground, before gravity reasserted itself. Flopping to the ground on his face, he groaned as he heard laughter beside him. Harry picked himself up and tried to dust himself off the best he could. "Why do I always fall down whenever I travel with magic?"

Lux placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's alright, the first trip is always like that. The floating sensation is quite enchanting, is it not?" Getting a sheepish grin in return, she patted his back. "We'll work on that later. For now, let me show you my home. The city of Demacia!"

Finally looking around to see where he was, he drew in a big breath. "This place is massive!" He looked around at the entrance to the city, which was a massive gate flanked by two towers. From there, walls extended in either direction as far as his eye could see. Each wall had similar Runes as the columns at the Institute. The only difference was these were covered with Runes. The innate light in them was massive, enough to cause a blue glow around the outside of the walls. Yet over the massive walls, he could see the rotundas of enormous buildings, with spires raising even higher.

Lux grinned at his awed vision of her home. "Do you like it? It does have a certain majesty, right?"

Harry nodded dumbly. "Yeah… I've never seen a city with walls before. The only thing that is close to this at home would be London. But still…"

Gently pushing his back to get him moving through the gates, she began to quiz him some. "No walls? How would your city-states protect themselves then? Are their armies so massive that it's not necessary?" Even the small towns have a wall or something similar.

Harry let her guide her as he took in the sights and the sheer amount of people. The wizarding world is not nearly this large… And this is just one city. Eventually, he shook himself out of his reverie to answer her question. "No, they aren't. Well, the muggle armies might be large enough. But you remember how we are separate?" Seeing her nod, he kept explaining. "Anything the muggle world would build is just made out of regular materials. There would be none of your magical reinforcement. The only one I can think of is Hadrian's Wall, which was built to keep the Scots out of England."

Lux blinked, looking a bit lost. "That sounds very mean of your Englanders. Why would they do that?"

He chuckled a bit. "The English. And no, it wasn't. It was built nearly two thousand years ago by the Romans, when they conquered most of England."

Shaking her head, she turned him down another street and let him take in some of the sights. Eventually, she did ask after he was finished gawking at one of the enormous market rotundas, "So, where are you from in your world?"

"I'm one of the Englishmen we were talking about," Harry said idly. "Although my friend, Hermione, researched my family once. My Dad's family was Welsh, and I know my mom was Irish at some point."

Lux blinked a bit absentmindedly. "Well, I suppose that doesn't really answer much to me. Are those all the major… players I guess? What would you call them?"

Harry just shrugged. "We just call them countries, or nations I suppose." Shaking his head, he grinned to her, a bit cheekily. "Aren't you supposed to be giving me a tour, not quizzing me on my home?"

Lux blushed brightly, looking down and speaking to her feet. "Sorry, I just tend to be inquisitive. It's not every day that we get to meet someone from a completely different world, especially one younger than me."

Shaking his head, Harry just mumbled under his breath, "I'm not that young," before following her lead again. She was quiet initially, before telling some stories from her childhood. How she would accidentally illusion herself for hours on end, and just wander through the streets. The stories she told, though, spoke a lot about how she was raised. No matter how well she had hid herself, she never seemed to even be tempted to steal coins, or to cause havoc. She just used it as a way to explore, once she figured it out.

After finishing her last story, Lux brought him alongside this one side street. He looked at her questioningly, but she just grinned. "Trust me, there's something really cool up here. Used to come here before I started at the College of Magic." Grabbing his hand, he pulled him along after her, weaving through the passerby. Eventually, they came to an old stone tower, which had a massive rotating stone on top. Two Runes were on the stone, each of which emitted a tight beam of light. Looking back at him, she smirked at him. "Race ya to the top?" With that, she was off, running around the circular ramp to the top.

Left standing there, Harry immediately jumped at the implied competition. Racing up after her, he barely could keep up with her. However, with all of his years of experience at Harry hunting, he was able to gain on the older girl. As he got close to her, he shouted, "Prat! Careful, I've almost got you!"

Lux just looked back and grinned at him. "Key word: Almost, Potter." Pulling a rod out from the sack she was carrying around, she twirled it about, lighting up the ends of it. Swinging it so it was pointed behind her, a beam of light shot out, hitting the ground.

Seeing the ground suddenly distort, Harry could not stop himself before he ended up in the middle of it. Immediately, he felt like he was running through molasses. He could only watch as Lux pulled away from him. Grunting, he forced his way through that, before running after her as quickly as he could.

He was too late though, as he saw Lux just standing up there, with the biggest grin framing her face. He grumbled and just elbowed her gently in the side. "What was that for? Forget that, what was that period?"

She just smirked back. "Just one of my tricks. I'll show you later though. Come on. Sit down, and just look out over the sea at this." She walked over to the edge of the building and sat down, patting the place next to her.

Grudgingly, he complied with her, sitting down and letting his feet dangle over the edge. Looking out over the sea, he couldn't helped but be impressed. The massive harbor below him was full of ships, both covered with sail and steam. A large dry dock had a few even more massive ships being constructed. At the mouths of the harbor, two twin sentinel like monoliths stood guard, with flames burning in their massive torches.

Past the harbor laid even more massive structures stood, built onto a hill. As they were built farther up the hill, the smaller they became. Eventually, a dirge of structures gave away to a grassy green, upon which a massive edifice was built, with towers being raised above it. Tilting his head toward Lux, he softly asked, "Is that your school up there on the hill?"

She shook her head. "No, that is where King Jarven III lives." But that is not the point, just sit here and watch."

He listened to her and they did sit there, eventually, the sun sank from the sky and framed the castle in its setting light. The light began to sparkle on the water, shimmering from the waves created by the many ships' wakes. The Runes that were placed on the many buildings began to glow just a bit brighter, enough glowing to give the cityscape a bluish glow. As the orange light began to fade into red, and the Rune-glow became stronger and stronger, Lux took a deep breath and began talking quietly. "It's always a nice place up here. It's unusually peaceful too, none of the sounds of the busy streets." Just the wind serenade you, and the beautiful light to watch."

Harry nodded to her. "It is quite a sight. I had a place like this, when I was younger. Someplace to come when I needed to just… get away." Whatever it is that she does, sounds like it hasn't been all good for her.

Her voice got small. "It is. It's someplace I can call my own. At least, it's the closest thing"

Harry murmured his agreement to her, and they fell into a silence. The sun finally sank below the horizon, letting the city come alive in lucent glow. After a few minutes, Harry heard a soft snore from his side. Looking at Lux, he found her laying back on the platform , curled up asleep. He let her be for a few minutes, giving her a little bit of peace. After a while, he pulled himself up off the deck, and knelt down beside her. Rocking her awake, he said, "Lux, I think we need to get going. Aren't we supposed to be going to your parents house?"

She groggily let him help her up. "I suppose so. Garen told us that they were…" Her eyes shot open. "Mercy. We never met up with him when we translocated. He is probably waiting for us at home, just waiting to see when we turn up. And Mother and Father…" Her face paled a bit. "Come on Harry, we need to hurry." She dashed away, with him trailing on her heels.

They ran through the streets, with her leading Harry through the various twisting streets. While the sun was not up, the glow provided by the Runes was more than enough to make sure that every street was well lit, if not in a unusual blue tint. Harry could tell that she was leading them towards the hill with the castle upon it. As they raced up the slopes, Lux began to slow, her steps becoming quieter as she tried to sneak a bit more quietly towards their destination. Turning into a wide side street, she finally slowed into a walk, leading them towards an ominous looking gate.

Harry barely blinked as the gate swung open before them. It caused his guide, however, to shiver slightly. Walking through the gates, he followed her to the house, which was oddly not lit up with the now commonplace Runes. Only flickering lights inside lighted it. As Lux trendily walked to the doors, Harry heard the wind rustling through the shrubbery nearby, immediately causing his hackles to rise. Stepping up to the front door, his companion hesitatingly reached for the ringer. Before she could use it though, the door creaked open, revealing the presence of an impeccably dressed man. Lux immediately froze, before speaking contritely. "Hello, Walter."

The man, Walter, just looked down his nose at her. "Good evening, Miss Luxanna. I hope you have impeccable reasons for spending such a fine evening away from home?" He looked over at Harry, whom met his eyes straight on. "And you have the impertinence to bring such a… lowly visitor? How droll." Letting a sneer cross his otherwise stoic face, he turned back to Lux. "I shall say that the Master and Mistress Crownguard have delayed dinner just for you to bring a special guest, or so Master Garen said. I suppose that they will require you presently for… explanation." Immediately he turned away, strolling into another part of the house.

Harry was incensed. "That… that… unmitigated arse!" He began to mutter under his breath. "Where does he get off on treating you that way."

Lux just shrugged. "By my standards, he was practically congenial." She shook her head. "Just stay with me, and try to follow my lead." She took a deep breath, and walked down the hall. Turning to the only door that had light emitting from under its seam, she held her head up high and opened the door. She crossed her hands behind her back before walking into the room.

Following behind her, Harry found her standing at the end of the table. At the other end, a severe looking man sitting in a tall wingback chair, staring her down. After a few beats of silence, the man's eyes glanced over at him, then back to her. He set his hands lengthways on the table and slowly pushed himself up. Standing clear of the chair, he looked down at her and opened his mouth.

"Thank you for joining us daughter. Would you and your companion care to join us?"