The next two days were painfully slow for Harry as he kept on with the chores he had around the house. Tending Aunt Petunia's flowers and bushes, vacuuming or sweeping the house, or even cleaning the dishes in the sink was what the Dursleys let him do, as they rehearsed over and over again what they would say at their upcoming dinner with Uncle Vernon's new bosses.

At the moment he couldn't bring himself to complain about doing any of those things. They kept him busy and from glancing at the window or the sky more than he already did, waiting to spot his owl's distinctive white blur coming to him with Sirius's letter.

Well, that is if it managed to reach him fast enough wherever he is. He thought with discouragement as he continued scrubbing the dishes in the kitchen while his relatives were preparing to leave.

Worrying about where Sirius was or more about his dreams wouldn't help him, he already still felt concerned about that nightmare he had, the screams he heard, the cold that he felt,

it was just not something to just brush off and don't mind it. He shivered as he remembered those feelings all too well and so he stopped his cleaning as he closed his eyes for a few seconds before opening as he continued once more focusing just on the foam of the soap and water surrounding the sink.

It's just a dream. He repeated once more in his head as he went about his task.

A couple of minutes later the sounds of heavy footsteps could be heard in the house as they descended the stairs and began coming closer to him. His uncle Vernon was the one to open the door to the kitchen as he was just about to finish cleaning.

"Boy, we're leaving for our dinner, when we come back I don't want to see anything funny or crazy around here," he said through gritted teeth.

"Yes uncle Vernon" his voice responded just as tense as he felt his legs starting to become numb from all the standing he had to do.

"We'll be back before nine" his uncle grumped before closing the door and leaving the house. Soon enough Harry heard the sound of the engine of the car starting up before becoming distant as the seconds passed and they finally went away.

Letting out a breath, he shoved his gloves away as he left the kitchen, and let himself rest on the staircase as he ran a hand over his messy raven locks as he began feeling more acutely the pain in his stiff legs as he tried moving them, trying to wake them.

He rubbed his legs for a minute or two before standing and slowly making his way towards his room, hoping that with a bit of sleep the pain would disappear.

A couple of hours should have passed when Harry felt a clicking noise wake him from his slumber. Watching around with groggy eyes and a dry mouth he saw that the sound was coming from the window, making him immediately scramble out of his bed and put his glasses back on with haste as he moved to open his curtains as fast as he could.

When he finally managed to open the old curtains that permeated his room in the darkness he saw the familiar snowy appearance of his own owl, who had finally come back after the long trip.

"Hedwig!" A smile broke on his face as he quickly opened the window and let her fly inside.

"You had a good trip? Did Sirius send you a letter girl?" He asked as she perked up on his shoulder and looked at him. She hooted as she showed him her foot that contained the letter he so desperately awaited.

"Thank you girl, you should rest. I already left your cage with food and fresh water for you, you deserve it" He said as he took the letter from her and scratched her head affectionately. She immediately hooted at the appreciation and nuzzled his hand before flying to her cage for her well-deserved sleep.

As Harry opened with haste his letter, he felt his nerves flare up as he began reading his godfather's letter.

Harry,

We must talk tonight, I'm very concerned about what you have told me.

Might want to swing a bit nearby when this letter gets to you, I heard it is a good place to catch a bus at night.

I'll be there,

Stay safe.

-M

M?

Swing?

What is Sirius hinting at? Is this Sirius?

Crunching his eyebrows in thought he began thinking why would he talk about swinging and catching a bus. This didn't make sense at all, the letter was just weird and not talking much about anything. After a minute or two of thinking, if he remembered anything that could explain his words, it hit him as he finally recalled what had happened just a year ago, making his doubts fade a little.

"Of course, the bus!" Harry said with a dimpled smile.

Grabbing his jacket and wand that were nearby, he left his room with haste and sped down the stairs and out of the house. As he closed the door and began walking away from the house he felt the warm light of the sun, as it bathed down on the whole street of Privet Drive and warmed his body.

The neighborhood looked empty as he strolled through the same path that he did just a mere year ago, where he met a grim-looking black dog that had scared him and made him trip over his trunk and accidentally, giving him one of the weirdest travels he's ever had. That reassured him and despite not knowing why it was signed with the M letter he knew that it was him.

Only Sirius could know about that he smiled as he kept his eyes on the other houses and cars going and coming

That he had written it that way meant he was tense, afraid of someone seeing the letter. Meeting there was somewhere only the two of them knew about, so it must be Sirius making sure they're truly alone. It made sense, so Harry decided to just keep an eye over the street and anyone that might be watching as he continued walking towards the swings.

After a minute or two of just walking, he found a voice snapping him out of his thoughts as he heard his name being called up.

"Harry! Harry dear, where are you going?" asked the batty old woman with grizzled grey fly-away hair that was currently watering her front yard, and that Harry knew too well as he turned his head to look at her.

"Oh hey Mrs. Figg, how are you doing? I'm just.. taking a walk that's all" He said as he looked at her but continued his walk not wanting to be delayed by his neighbor.

"Oh," She said surprised as she looked at him and then behind him, before finally returning her eyes to his "Well don't take too long out here dear. They say it's going to be a cold night after all, wouldn't like seeing you get cold" she spoke with a warning in her tone, Harry's head tilted a bit as he stared at her for a second or two before nodding at her

"I'll keep that in mind. Thanks, Mrs. Figg" he said as she nodded at him before returning to her plans, and he continued on his way not glancing a second back.

Well that was weird

Mrs. Figg never talked to him like that, like if she was nervous about him going out or because of something that was out there. What could be putting her like this? He couldn't for the life think of what, but it still gave Sirius credit for being cautious so he just continued to the meeting place with as much speed as he could muster.

After what felt like ten minutes of just walking in a straight line, he finally arrived once more to the swing set he had been in just a year ago where had fled from the Dursleys in the summer.

Looking around he saw kids were laughing in the swing as their parents stood nearby, smiling as they enjoyed themselves, families were walking with their dogs or friends as they used their evening to relish the last warmth of the afternoon.

It was full of people and that confused him even more, given how secretive the message had been and the instructions Sirius had given him, meeting in such a crowded place wouldn't be bad as people could recognize him? or is it actually perfect?

Harry couldn't decide which was the right one to think, so he decided to just stay where he was and be on the lookout for anything weird or particular to happen. As the minutes passed by, he just watched the different people running around, the way they enjoyed themselves in this afternoon but nothing seemed to stand out to him.

The only thing close to being weird of the whole place was a homeless man with bandy legs and long, straggly ginger hair that came his way but the man just looked at him for a few seconds before continuing walking slowly around the small park and asking for money. He didn't think it was something remarkable, maybe weird seeing that kind of hair around this neighborhood but he shrugged it off.

He was starting to become impatient, the cold was starting to creep into the evening as the sun began falling in the sky. Could his actual godfather be here and Harry not already noticed him, or is he just waiting for the park to be more empty?

He began looking at the different people that were nearby trying to see if something was amiss, but that was soon stopped when he felt someone crash onto him as he fell onto the pavement.

"I'm so sorry young man, I didn't see you there" A tall man with straight blond hair tight in a ponytail and round blue eyes watched with slight concern, as he offered his hand to Harry who was watching him from the ground.

"It's okay, I was.. distracted as well," Harry said as he accepted the hand and brought him back to his feet, as he looked around and saw that many of the people nearby were watching them.

"In any case, I'm still sorry, I'm supposed to hurry to meet with my friend Prongs but crashing onto others certainly won't get me faster, so I should be more careful with who is around me." the man said as he looked at him intently and covered his hand with his two hands.

Harry's eyes widened as he caught the familiar name, and felt something being left in his hand. As he looked back at the man he saw him nod slightly, something that if you weren't very close wouldn't catch what happened, and then he understood.

"Of course, it's .. fine sir, really," he said with a friendly tone as he removed his hands and shoved them carefully inside his pockets.

"Okay then, I better be going. After all, they say a storm is coming, wouldn't want to be out here when it does" he smiled at him as he began walking away from the place.

"Yeah... me neither," Harry said as he turned and walked in the opposite direction, mindful that he was still being watched by the people nearby but continued on his way back to the house, without sparing a glance back.

The whole way he just kept thinking of what was in his pocket and wondered what could it be for Sirius or whoever that was to risk being seen to just give him an object and leave. Returning the nod that gave him again as she saw him coming back, Harry hurried to open the door and getting inside as quickly as he could.

Running up the stairs and finally managing to get to his own bed he immediately pulled whatever was in his pocket and was surprised to find it was a small box that could easily fit in his palm. Puzzled, he took it in his hands and opened it to find a small key with a note inside, at which he took and began reading.

"Hold on to the key and say Hideout"

He was taken back, what could possibly happen when he did that?

Merely shrugging he grasped his wand in one hand and the key in the other, and as he watched his bedroom one more time before he uttered

"Hideout"

As he said that the key glowed, and then everything around him started to shuffle in a howl of the wind as he felt as though a hook just behind his navel had been suddenly jerked irresistibly forward.

A couple of seconds later he felt his feet slamming into the cold wet ground and immediately fell, feeling rather dizzy and with nausea. He couldn't help but vomit everything that he had in his stomach as he clung to whatever he could underneath. Everything around him seemed to continue spinning, and so he didn't notice someone coming near him making him jerk up as he felt a hand pat him in the back.

"It's okay, it's okay I'm here Harry, I'm sorry I know portkeys are one of the worst feelings there are, especially the first time but we had no choice," The blond haired man from earlier said to him as he looked at him with concern.

Harry briefly looked at him before pouring at the contents of his stomach once more as he felt his head pound with small pain. After a couple of minutes of the stranger still patting his back trying to soothe him, he fought the bile that was rising in his mouth and tried to calm himself and his stomach, so he could speak and think better. As he let the minutes pass, he finally began feeling more oriented enough to actually speak

"Who are you? where are we?" he groaned as his mouth felt hoarse with the force he used to vomit

The blond-haired man smiled kindly at him as he grabbed his hand once more, just as he did by the swing before and this time put it across his shoulders as he scooped him upright.

"Sorry about that as well, but it needed to be done, otherwise we might have gathered attention, but it's me, Harry. It's Moony." he smiled at him and gave him a nod as they began walking slowly away from the spot, or more accurately to Harry began limping away.

Moony.

Where had he heard that before?

He tried to focus more as his head began feeling cleared as he felt the cold air of the night passing through his face and it hit him as they were nearing a town that seemed to be filled with a crowd cheering about something.

As if a train had hit him, he finally understood who the mysterious M was, and who was helping him carry towards the town. With that in mind, it made him jerk his head to the man beside him.

"Prof-professor!? Is that you? What are you doing here? how? wha-?" Harry was speechless as he looked bewildered to who apparently was his former teacher.

The man simply smiled at him once more before stopping and trying to keep him balanced against one of the houses that were closest to them, before turning to face him.

"Yes, it's me, Harry. But I'm not your teacher anymore, so just call me Remus or Moony if you like," he said as he looked at him briefly before looking towards the town. "Now as to everything else I'll explain shortly, but just follow my lead and act as natural as you can, okay?"

Harry's mind was racing, still surprised to see his teacher or well Remus rather here, he had a million questions running through his head but nonetheless he nodded his head briefly at him, as the older man looked at him once more.

"And you better put that hood up, it's for the best if we keep everything as subtly as possible," he said as he pointed to Harry's dark blue hooding before turning to walk as they made their way to the town. Harry, not wasting time pulled it over his head as he followed Remus but kept a slow pace as he still felt a bit dizzy.

The town was full of color and lights as people cheered and celebrated with jugs of ale in their hand clinking it with everyone they could find. People were dancing and laughing, music could be heard from nearly any house around the place, flags were running along with their heads and some were even dancing as he and Remus made their way through them and what was apparently the center of the town.

The night was still filled with a strong wind but he just kept a tight hold of his hands inside his jeans, as people barely noticed them and just kept to their celebrations. They must have been walking around ten minutes, Remus glancing every now and then to him and around them as they made different turns and took streets that were more often than not filled with many of these crazy cheering people, he wondered what could be the occasion but he couldn't figure it out as he had little to no contact with was happening right now in the wizarding world.

Finally, they stepped closer to a building that had the largest of the crows that they had seen so far, Harry looked up and saw the sign that covered it making him furrowed his brow as he read it again thinking he had looked wronged

"Steve's Freezing Snow Pub, The coolest place a Mick can find! Founded in 1979"

It didn't seem like a place where he and Remus could speak freely but nonetheless, Remus motioned for him to enter as they made their way through the cheers and pats that even the crowd were giving them as they made their way through them.

Inside Harry saw one of the strangest he expected to find in a pub, despite only ever seeing something similar in the leaky cauldron, the place looked like it came out of a fiction book. The doors and wall were all colored in the deepest black that contrasted perfectly to the falling snow that was hanging over every single booth and chair that was present inside, as some people just laughed and collected some of it to either shove into someone else's face or drink it with their mugs that were filled to the brim with that snow.

He didn't notice how much time he must have been staring at the whole place, but when he faults the nudge of Remus as he grinned at him beckoned him forward made him like it had been some minutes which he promptly just ducked his head in embarrassment as he walked with him up the front desk where a smiling petite brunette woman was looking at Remus with interest as they stopped in front of her.

"Lenny! It's so good to see you have returned safely"

"Oh come on Mary, you know how that annoys me. But yes I have returned unharmed back to your dominion of bliz." Remus chuckled as he looked with bright eyes at her.

"Oh please! admit it you prefer it here better than anywhere else. Anyway, do you want the usual at the same frosty place?" She asked as she leaned forward while biting a lip and looking at Remus with dark eyes. Harry just stared gobsmacked at the whole conversation as some of the snowflakes were starting to accumulate on his shoulder.

"Unfortunately not this time Mae, I need to talk with my nephew here urgently. It's been a long while since I saw him."

At that moment Mary looked at him for a moment making Harry just give her a small smile as she continued looking at him for a second longer before turning her head back to Remus as her expression turned more serious.

"I see. I assume you would like the back booth?"

"It would be most welcome, thank you Mae" Remus gave her a grateful smile as she returned it to him and gave him two mugs filled with a blue-looking liquid and some ice cubes before gesturing to them to follow her.

Harry grabbed his mug looking curiously at it as it felt extremely cold to his hand but didn't burn him, as they made their way farthest to the back of the whole pub, and to a more secluded place where two chairs were already there inside a booth that was pressed against the wall.

As they sat down, she smiled one last time at Remus before telling him to not take long and to call her if they needed anything before going back to the counter. Remus immediately took his coat off before sitting down again and raising his mug to his lips and drinking a good bunch of it, making Harry curious as well and raising his own mug to drink as well, or well try as the next moment he began coughing as he felt his mouth burning a bit.

"Yeah, it's an acquired taste, not gonna lie" Remus chuckled as he sipped and returned to drinking a bigger gulp. He wanted to ask him about everything, how did they get here? Where was Sirius? He wanted to talk about the scar, and everything, he just felt a bit overwhelmed with all that he needed to know or say.

"Lenny?"

Remus' face became red suddenly, as he spluttered what he was drinking, making Harry look at him with wide eyes.

"It ' .. j-just a stupid nickname" he coughed as he looked anywhere but Harry, who couldn't help but look at him with amusement and curiosity in his eyes.

"A nickname huh? so… you're close?"

"It doesn't matter Harry, that's not important" He grumbles as he glared with even redder cheeks. Harry chuckled slightly as he lifted his hands and told him that it was fine.

Another silence filled the room though this one was lighter as they both just drank a little bit more of the weird thing before Remus suddenly turned somber and looked at him with concern.

"How are you Harry, are you okay?" His voice that had softened broke him out of his thoughts as Harry turned to look at him as his eyes were slightly wide and his brows were scrunched together. Harry looked around to see if anyone could see them but Remus reassured him, no one but them would be able to hear them.

"I uh...I feel fine" he said with some hesitation as he played idly with his mug. Remus looked at him with a lifted eyebrow and his eyes with complete disbelief, making Harry add quickly "I'm just a little bit shaken I guess"

"Because of your scar?" he silently added

Harry looked at him with wide eyes, as he couldn't help but say "How do you.." Remus smiled sympathetically as he moved to his coat and pulled a folded paper, he gave it to Harry who after opening it saw that it was the letter he had written to Sirius. Turning to Remus with wide eyes he rapidly said

"You have my letter. Where's Sirius? Is he okay? Is he in danger?" a slight tremor was present in his voice as he looked with trepidation into his former teacher's eyes. Remus for his part looked grim and a little hesitant as he ran his hand through his hair and looked away from his eyes for a moment before returning to them.

"No, he's…" he trailed off for a few seconds before answering "he's having a rough time right now but, he's alright, nothing to worry about." Remus tried to give him a reassuring smile but Harry couldn't shake his doubt or worry for the matter.

"Remus.." he began but was immediately cut off by Remus sighing.

"I know Harry. I know it's... it's not reassuring what I'm telling you" he said with a grim look as he took another sip of his mug and took seconds without looking at him before continuing speaking. "It's just been very hard for him right now being on the run like he has been. He needs a bit of time that's all"

Harry was silent as he turned to stare at his mug of blue liquid. He hadn't realized that sure he knew that living in the run wasn't a paradise or anything and he was worried for him every day, but he never stopped to think about what he may be passing through after whatever he had to endure in Azkaban. Especially if it's full of dementors as he had been told.

What kind of hell can that be? full of those horrible creatures. It must be very hard for him. Harry couldn't but shiver as he thought of those creatures and felt heartache for his godfather, as he let his head rest on one hand.

"That is why he doesn't return my letters right?" his voice low as his eyes dropped to the table while Remus kept looking at him sporting a grim expression.

"Yeah. Yeah, he's ….. among other things that's why Harry, but yes that's why he hasn't returned much of his letters. I only found him two weeks ago, but we also have been changing places every now and then so it's also been a bit hard to keep track of things" Remus looked at him with tight lips and a grim face.

"I understand, it's just .."

"I know Harry, I know."

Harry stopped what he was about to say as he stared at Remus' pleading face with big round eyes, as the man looked like he understood his frustration but still wanted to talk about other things. Harry just wanted to ask him more about how they were, what were they doing, it seemed as though Remus had been with Sirius for some time, but the look he was given him he wasn't gonna answer before talking himself about something else, so with a sighed he just did that and allowed silence to ensue.

Outside the booth, noises of people cheering and laughing began increasing louder, as the sound of soft feet tapping onto the floor could be heard all the way to where they were sitting, they must have begun dancing something which amused Harry.

Remus still looked grim as he looked at him, as they looked at each other once more.

"Harry. What is happening with your scar?"

Harry considered for a moment how to word it, as he stared back at Remus and began explaining as much as he could. He told him all about the weird dream he had, the things he managed to remember which weren't many by now, waking up with red eyes and the throbbing pain in his head, and of course his concern of Voldemort being nearby.

Remus' face was even tenser than it was before as he gripped the table with whitened knuckles. Harry had never seen him this tense before which only helped to make him as well tense with the foreboding feeling returning in full force.

"Okay. I'm gonna be honest with you Harry. I don't like this at all" he said with a low voice

"Me neither, I've never experienced anything like it, do you think maybe … it was some residual thing coming from my scar?" Harry asked with doubt in his voice, but wanting to add something, anything.

"Maybe, maybe not. If it was, you would have had something before? and you said you have never experienced something like this, right?" Harry nodded with tight lips. Remus sighed as he ran a hand over his greyish hair. " Well, I know a thing or two about dark curses and the scars they leave, I….." He stopped for a moment as he looked away for a while, seemingly tense of something before he continued speaking "but this is something I've never heard before." he said as he stared at him for a second before looking down at the floor.

"Oh," Harry said with tension as he felt his stomach tie up in knots, his hands sweating a bit. What could he do now? If Remus or Sirius didn't know what it was. Dejected he couldn't help but let his eyes fall to his lap as he tried to think of what to do.

Remus for his part looked tense as well but as he glanced back at him, he let his grip fall as he stood with worry in his face and walked over to him. Harry felt as he brought his arm over his shoulders and gave him a small squeeze. Harry was a little tense at the contact, but he was more lost on what to do to say anything.

"Harry"

He glanced back at him, with the calmest face that he could put.

"Harry, we don't know what it is, but we'll figure it out okay? Sirius and me, we'll figure it out" he said with great conviction

"You sure? This is just … I don't know what to think. I don't even know how I ended up in this place with just a key, talking to you about whatever this is. I just…. it feels wrong, bad."

Remus gave him a sympathetic smile as his lips pursed in a tight line. "For one, it was because the key was a portkey.. which is a way to travel," Remus said when he glanced back up in confusion "One that was hard to get, and for the other thing, well… we got time Harry, we can figure this out"

Harry looked uncertain but he couldn't do anything else but trust in Remus, he had helped him so much last year, and the fact that he was his dad's friend and was helping Sirius right now, well that at least makes Harry be comforted. He might not see how his godfather is, but at least he knows now Remus is with him. The silence began to stretch again between them until voices from outside the booth began getting louder and some chairs or desk were heard crashing to the ground, Remus tensed for a moment looking only to the exit, but after a couple of seconds of nothing happening, he loosed his grip on his shoulders and let his hand drop as he let a sigh.

"Guess we don't have much time left here, these fanatics can get crazy especially on nights like this," he said, shaking his head with a small smile on his face.

"Fanatics? where are we by the way?" Remus cringed his face a bit as he looked back at him

"Oh right, I didn't say. We're in Ireland right now"

"Ireland? Wha, how? why?" He was shocked. Up until recently, they were in England, Ireland was very far for him to think about, but then again he didn't know exactly how this portkey thing worked.

"Because it's the perfect cover. Do you know what has recently happened?" he said once more using that tone he used to employ in class last year as he looked at him with a small smile. Harry couldn't help but return it as he thought of himself being back in class.

"No I have no idea, I have been getting nothing besides letters from my friends. But nothing weird has happened that I know of. So besides knowing there's going to be the world cup I mean .. "

"Exactly. Ireland has gotten recently to the final, they're celebrating and there's a bunch of strangers just showing up on the island, do you think anyone would bat an eye to two more?"

Harry sat there in silence as he thought on his words and found that they made sense, no one would really look at them, so why did Sirius couldn't come? Harry sighed knowing that he wasn't probably going to get an answer to that.

"So what do we do now?" he asked with uncertainty as the minutes passed.

"Don't worry about us, we are fine and know which places to go. It's you we are worried about. This scar pain and nightmares worry me, Harry, just as well as Sirius will, have you spoken with this to anyone else?"

"No, no. I thought of Dumbledore but I don't know how to reach him" Harry said with a little embarrassment thinking that was something he oughta know.

"You might as well try to talk to him when you're back, Sirius will look into this with me but Dumbledore is the one that could know more about this. But I do have to ask you please just talk to us about anything that happens okay? Remus said as he once more gripped Harry on his shoulder with some strength.

"Thank you, yes I know," Harry said with a tight voice as he suppressed the emotions he was feeling at having their support.

Remus looked at him with a smile as he stepped back and opened the door to the booth and peeked outside. After a second or two, he looked back at Harry with reluctance as he next spoke "Okay, I think we should get going, things here are starting to become crazier and your relatives could be already at home"

Harry sighed not really wanting to go back to the Dursleys but knowing that it was probably for the best as they would be returning soon. Remus picked up his coat as Harry stood up and they both made their way out, passing through the same woman from earlier as she nodded at Remus once more before they left the tavern.

Some minutes later and having turned many streets again they were once more outside of town but at a different place. Harry, confused as to why they were heading this way, looked at Remus trying to understand, who just smiled at him.

"We're using the same portkey Harry, it can work anywhere but since I don't want to raise suspicion we're going somewhere different."

"Huh, you really have to explain that portkey thing better," He said without thinking and Remus just laughed as they came to stop near the edge of town.

"I know, I know but I really didn't want that much time from you, especially taking into account your relatives and everyone around you" Harry frowned at that. Everyone around me?

He wanted to ask what that meant but Remus talked before he could say anything " Now you remember what you did the first time?" He asked as he gave him back the same key that he had used earlier.

"Ehh .. sure. Just say the word hide

"That's perfect" Remus interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

"Sorry it's just the word activates the whole thing, anyway just do that and you'll be back where you left, and yeah it will all be fine"

Harry nodded as he took in the key once more and began walking a bit further away so that he wouldn't hit Remus or anything when he said the word. After all, the first time was just something he barely could understand what was happening.

"Harry?" Remus stopped him as he looked at him. Harry just glanced back at him and could see Remus was with concern once more on his face as he spoke

"We're here Harry if you need us. it's just a bit difficult right now but if you need us, if you need me I'll be there, no matter what you know that right?" he asked of him with some doubt and at that Harry couldn't help the smile that formed at his face.

" I know. Thank you, Remus, talking really helped" he said with all the honesty he could feel

Remus smiled at him as he stepped back

"We'll see each other soon, Me and Sirius will be there I promise"

Harry nodded as he felt once more reassured of the things to come and as he looked once more around he said the word once more and felt a hook grabbing him from behind as he left the place in a shuffle of colors and wind.

I'm back! Sorry for the long time gone but college really is a hole sometimes, in the next few weeks chaps will be becoming more consistent as I will be on vacation.

Things will start to pick up the pace coming next chapter, especially between our golden trio as things begin to change in the story.

Also also, I wanted to recommend to any who is reading this fic, to check out my friend Unknown's time travel story: If I could rewind time. It's the best time travel story I've read so far.

Thank you so much for reading!