Edmund put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the village. He searched his pockets. He still had some money. He wouldn't have to steal. When he reached the village, he entered the grocery store, and gathered some non-perishable food, as well as some vegetables. He also saw a book, which he decided to take. As he was about to pay for his goods, he saw a young black man, wearing dreadlocks, getting caught by the shop owner. Apparently he had stolen some potatoes.

"You again?" The seller said. "I told you to stay the hell away from my shop! Get lost, you street rat! Or I'll call the cops!"

And he violently pushed the young man. Ed decided to interfere.

"Everything all right, sir?" He asked, getting closer.

"It's the third time this week this little punk comes to steal my vegetables! Can you believe it?"

"What did he steal, exactly? A few potatoes, to feed his family? If this is all, I'll pay for him."

"Why would you?"

"Because I'm a decent human being. You should try that some time."

The shop owner looked at him in shock, searching for a witty comeback that never came. The young king hence paid for his groceries, as well as for the young man's potatoes, and then left. The young man followed him.

"Thanks, man." He said. "It was nice to interfere."

"I did the right thing. Anyway, I never liked bullies. I'm Edmund, by the way. What's your name?"

"Lee. Lee Jordan."

Edmund stopped instantly.

"Are you okay?" Lee asked. "Did I say something?"

"Destiny is a funny thing. Do you have any plan for tonight?"

"Are you trying to seduce me? Because if you are, well first, it's the most rubbish way I've ever heard, and second... no offence, but I'm more into girls."

Edmund had a frank laugh.

"It's not what you imagine at all. I just wanted to invite you in my tent."

A moment of silence followed.

"That doesn't make it sound better, does it?" Ed asked.

"No, not really. But if I have to answer your question, then no, I have no plan for tonight, except for going away from this shitty town."

"Any family? Or friends?"

"Nah! Just me. I'm quicker this way."

"So you're on the run, then."

"Yeah... but I don't trust guys who want to invite me in their tent."

"I understand. Can I ask you one last thing before you go?"

"Sure. Go ahead."

"Are you the same Lee Jordan as the one who was part of the wicked trio from... what's the school's name? Sorry, I'm not from around."

It was Lee's turn to stop. And then, suspicion appeared on his face.

"Okay, who are you? Are you a snatcher?"

"Nothing like that. I have information that might interest you. For example, did you know Fred and George escaped from Lestrange manor? They're fine, and so is their family. And they're looking for you."

"Why should I believe you?"

"If you follow me to my tent, I can show you proofs."

Lee drew out his wand, and pointed it on Edmund.

"Could you put this thing away? I'm not found of magic."

"Tell me where they are. And how did you find me?"

"I'm honestly the worst person you could ask this to. I don't understand half of what's going on. Yesterday I was in Narnia, and I saw Fred and George, who were apparently two years younger, being knighted by Aslan. And then, suddenly I'm in front of a manor where they are held captive with their family. And now, today, I find myself in a cave willingly drinking poison and then all of a sudden I'm back in London having a mental break down and hallucinations. And when I'm better, I close my eyes and in about a second I find myself in a forest, having to deal with a lovers' quarrel. Frankly I'm quite lost."

"Lovers' quarrel? Who's that with you?"

"Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley."

"Where are they?"

"In my tent. Hermione has cast protection charms all around it. Now, can you stop pointing your wand on me and follow me?"

The young man put his wand away.

"Alright. Sorry if I'm a little nervous."

"No problem. It's better to be on your guard. Come along."

And so Edmund, followed by Lee, returned to the camp. He soon realized that, If it wasn't for the rune Hermione had traced on his wrist, he would have got lost. Thankfully, the rune was getting warmer and warmer as he approached the tent. When they reached the shield, they found out Lee couldn't get through it.

"Wait for me." Edmund said. "I'm gonna tell Hermione you're with me."

And so he crossed the barrier, and didn't find Hermione, nor Ron. Passing his head inside the tent, he finally found them, sharing an intimate moment. He blushed to his hairline, and swiftly left to cross the barrier again, as silently as he could. Lee gave him a questioning look.

"We'd better wait here, for a bit." he answered.

"Wh... oh. I see. So, it's that kind of lovers quarrel."

"Let's... let's change the subject, shall we?"

And Lee had a frank laugh.

"What? Edmund said in a vexed tone. I don't know how it is now, but I was born in 1927. And in my days, it was quite embarrassing to see that sort of thing."

"Don't worry, it's still embarrassing in 1997. It's just that it's funny to see how you react. You're pretty well-preserved for a seventy years old man, though."

"That would be because I'm seventeen."

"Time traveller, then."

"Not exactly. I come from another world. I think."

"So Fred and George have been knighted, then? What are they called?"

"Fred the Fearless and George the Undefeated. But those are not the versions you're about to see. They come from another version of the world. One where Harry Potter is still alive. This is the version we are trying to bring back. How long have you been on the run?"

"Since I stopped a bunch of death eaters from killing a group of muggles. I've become an Undesirable."

"How would you like to become a resistant?"

"If Fred and George are doing it, you bet your ass I will."

"Good to know. Right. I suggest we try talking louder to let Hermione know that we are here."

So they kept talking about unimportant things, talking as loudly as they could. Soon enough, the protection dome opened behind them, letting them in.

"Edmund!" Hermione exclaimed. "We've been worried sick! Where have you been?"

"I found a friend."

"Blimey, am I dreaming?" Ron asked. "It's Lee Jordan!"

"Hi, Ronnie!"

And there was a moment of happy reunion, from which Edmund chose to step aside.

"We should send him to the others." He finally suggested.

"You're right." Hermione said. "I'm gonna send my Patronus. Let them tell us where they should meet."

And so she did. Another Patronus soon came in, in the form of a magpie. It was Fred's. The three wizards listened with attention. It was decided that Lee would leave on the next morning, and would spend the night with them. So, they shared the dinner Hermione prepared, and then went to bed.