I finally got this chapter done. I'm sorry that it took so long, but I kept changing how I wanted the story to go. Hopefully I can finally write the story without changing anything, but I highly doubt that is going to happen. lol. Also please forgive me if you find any spelling and grammer mistakes. I try my best to find them all.

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Chapter Three: Friend or Foe?

Draco stared down the twenty or so men that surrounded them. All escape paths were blocked off. They were traped. No fighting move or spell could get him or Potter out of this mess without one or both of them getting hurt in the process.

Drano's mind was busy analyzing and discarding plan after plan. The only safe way out of this would be to let the army of wizards take them, but Draco would never let that happen. He had too much pride to ever surrender and he knew Harry had the same view.

"Jenkins! Harris!" The leader of the Dark Army barked. A short blonde and a slim brunette steped out of the mass of soldiers.

"I don't care what spell you use just make sure that it keeps our prisoners from escaping," the man ordered.

"Yes, sir." Jenkins and Harris raised their wands.

Draco could sense Harry was bracing himself for the assault. Draco rolled his eyes. He couldn't believe that Potter was going to try to attack them. How stupid can you get? On the other hand, it wasn't a bad idea either. It was better to go down fighting then turn yourself in like a coward.

"Well, what do we have here? Can't you do anything right, Thomason?"

Harry, Draco, Mr. Leader, and the whole army all turned their heads to face the speaker. Standing tall and proud in front of the group was a woman. She was shorter and skinner then Harry, and that was saying a lot. Harry was about five feet seven inches and will always be thin due to his wonderful aunt and uncle's care when he was living with them, but this woman was one step away from being a living skeleton. Her skin was a deadly shade of white and it seemed to glow. Draco couldn't tell if the glow was caused by her black clothing or the gray surroundings. The one thing that caught both Draco and Harry's attention were her eyes. Her black, emotionless eyes reminded them of a certain potions master.

"They're mine, Moira." Thomason growled.

The woman arched an eyebrow as a creepy smile appeared on her face. "Wrong, Eric Thomason. You have nothing because your prisoners are not members of the Order of the Phoenix. You screwed up again."

Eric's hands curled into fists as he stared down Moira. An ugly silence filled the air as Eric and Moira watched each other. Draco couldn't believe that two full grown adults were having a staring contest and he and Harry was still standing there. Everyone was too busy watching Eric and Moira to pay any attention to them. And they call themselves an army, Draco thought.

"I think it's time to make our escape," Harry whispered.

They slowly inched their way towards the forest. "Not so fast, boys. We have things to talk about before I send you phoenix hunting."

Both escapees froze. They slowly spun around to find that Eric groaning on the ground, the group of wizards a few feet away from Moira, and Moira watching them. Smiling, Harry waved at her. Draco rolled his eyes at him again. They were so totally doom.

"How about you all disappear while I talk to our new members," Moira said. In a flash, the only people standing near her was Harry and Draco. That made both men nervous. Moira must be someone you did't want to mess with unless you want to die a horrible and painful death .

"So you're the two alternate universe wizards I have heard so much about," Moira said, tilting her head. "You don't look like much, but from what I heard, you could be the solution to my problem."

"How do you know…"Harry began before Moira cut him off.

"Let's just say a "friend" of your had told me so much about you. You have a …unique past I must say and you would be prefect for my plan. "

Draco glared at Moira. "What do you want from us?"

The black haired woman laugh. "Very impatient, are we? Well, I want you to help me with a few things and in return, I'll help bring down your "friend" and get you back home."

"Excuse us for a one minute." Draco grabbed Harry's arm and dragged him a little way off from where Moira was standing.

"What do you think, Potter? I don't trust her, and I don't like this at all. She gives me the creeps."

Harry was silence for the moment, looking very thoughtful. "I think we should take her offer."

"ARE YOU CRAZY?!"

"Malfoy, let's just see what she wants us to do. We're powerful wizards and if we have to get her or anyone off our backs, I'm sure we can pull it off. Also, this could be the prefect opportunity to find out some information about this place."

Draco frowned. "Okay, I'll do it, but if anything horrible happens, I'll kick your ass."

Harry and Draco walked over to Moira. "We'll do it." Harry told her.

Moira smiled. She pulled an envelope from out of her black jacket and handed it to Draco. "These are your instructions for when you reach Azkaban."

"You mean Azkaban prison?" Draco asked.

"Yes. To get to Azkaban, you take the path you were on before and it should take you all the way to the city of Fallon. Then it's up to you how you get on the island. Do not open that envelope until you get to the city of Fallon. Got it? Good. You may go now."

Draco and Harry look at each other in surprise.

"You mean we are not going to Azkaban together?" Harry questioned.

"Correct. You may go now, Mr. Malfoy."

"Good luck, Potter." Draco said. He left the group and disappeared into the forest.

"Don't worry too much. You'll see your friend soon. I want you, Harry, to meet me in five days in the city of Hollow. I will give you your instructions there. Listen carefully to me because what I am about to tell you may save your life. Hollow is a southern city and it is about five days on foot from this spot, but to get there you will have to get through Death Eaters, the Emperor's Army, and the Order of the Phoenix."

Harry was interested about what she told him. "Who are these DeathEaters and Order of the Phoenix?"

"I had a feeling that you would ask me about these two groups. They are the same, but also different from how you knew them in your world. In this world, DeathEaters are the Emperor's personal guards and the Order of the Phoenix is still a rebel group who is fighting against the Emperor's rule," she told him.

" Let me guess who is the emperor. Voldie is emperor, right?"

"If you mean Lord Voldemort then yes."

Harry let out a sigh. "Just great. I got rid of him and now I found out he actually took over the world in a different universe. My life sucks."

"Just don't let that fact keep you from making it to Hollow. Until we meet again, Harry Potter." Moira strolled over to join the army.

Harry stood there wondering what he got him and Draco in. He had a funny feeling that he might meet up with his favorite dark wizard soon. Taking one last look of the now blacken house and the army, Harry started his way to Hollow.


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