Chapter 8
Welcome to our world
Harry stood in a dark chamber steering at the silver box sitting so innocently. It had an intricate design with snakes eating one another that covered every center meter of its shiny surface.
If it hadn't been for the snakes Harry couldn't point out anything else he could 'see' wrong with the box.
All he had to do was touch it. He knew it was a trick, but what else could he do.
As much as he disliked the Dueslys he couldn't stand by and watch them get tortured to death or suffer because of him like so many others seemed to.
Luscious stood there looking smug with him self.
The man was a coward just like Voldemort had been.
He couldn't defeat Harry in a duel they both knew that so he stooped to this level! It was in these times that Harry felt sorry for Draco.
Harry often found himself wondering that if Draco had grown up differently, maybe with different parents he might have turned out different.
But then again Draco had made his decision, and Harry wasn't going to make excuses for him.
After all he had had an 'interesting' up brining him self and he hadn't gone dark.
"What will it be Potter, all you have to do is tough it and the muggles will go free, if you use magic they will die and magic is your only way out of here, if you attack me they die, and may I add it will be very painful. You have only one way out of this Potter and its so simple all you have to do is touch the box!"
"Yes, yes I've herd that speech for the 100th time this hour, don't you think I understand."
Harry bit back sarcastically he reached out his hand and touched the box, as soon as he did he felt something cold seeping trough his body and pulling him, pulling him into the box.
The screams of the Duesly's were the last thing her herd before he was sucked into blackness.
In a blink of an eye the cold black liquid started to push him away.
He was being pushed into a lighter place.
Harry nearly stumbled as his feet once again hit a solid surface. 'Had that been some sort of really screwed up portkey?' he wondered to himself.
His wand was instantly in his hand and he glanced around ready for any attacker.
He was in a dark room though not as dark as in the box. It was an old shack; in fact if he wasn't mistaken he was sure that this was the shirking shack.
He noticed that to other people were present in this darkness, a teenage boy a few years older than himself and an older man sitting on the bed.
He glanced at them both then the teenage boy turned and looked at him.
He had short brown hair and blue eyes, he must have been 18 or 19, his face was full of surprise and shock and his mouth was hanging open.
Harry looked at them both again then placed his wand away, they were obviously no threat.
"Harry Potter I presume" the older of the said breaking the ice.
Harry looked at him surprised; they had been expecting him.
What had Luscious been planing, surly he didn't believe that by sending Harry to the shirking shack that it would be defeating him.
Maybe he believed that it was hunted and that the ghosts would kill him, then why have these obviously not dark wizard and muggle waiting for him, muggles weren't even supposed to be in the magical world.
Had Malfoy tried to kill them also by sending them here?
No that wouldn't make sense he could understand him possible being afraid of the wizard but knowing Malfoy he would have rather had tortured the muggle than send him here.
That still didn't explain how they knew who he was as his hair was hiding his scar.
The muggle teen was smiling madly at him.
"Yea, how did I get here, I was. well I certainly wasn't near Hogsmead, any wayz you already seem to know who I am so who are you?" he asked.
The wizard stood up a smile also plastid on his face.
"It's a pleasure to meet you 'Harry Potter'! I am Calen Dumbledor and this is Mat the muggle who just released you from Luscious's Box".
Albus hadn't told him that he had a brother or any relation alive for that matter.
He'd have to ask him about it when he got out of his current mess.
The wizard called Calen Dumbledor looked as though all his Christmas's had come at once.
He wounded if the box they were talking about was the box he had touched, but that didn't make sense he hadn't been trapped in it he hadn't been 'in' it for more than a second.
"I'm sorry but what is Luscious's Box?"
He asked trying to make some sense out of all that was happening.
Both the muggle called Mat and Calen were looking at him in surprise.
This did not comfit Harry in the slightest in fact it made him extra concerned.
"What exactly is the last thing you remember happening?" Calen asked slowly.
Harry's gaze shifted again. He found a comfortable spot on the floor were he could look at the both of them.
"Well I received word this morning from Albus that my uncle, aunt and cousin had been kidnapped by Luscious.
So I went to try and rescue them, the order couldn't do anything at the time and I couldn't risk waiting, they could have been tortured and killed by the time they got there, so I decided to go and try rescuing them.
I managed to get into the main hall; with out any problems and that made me a bit uneasy.
I found that I had reason to feel this way when the entrance was closed.
Luscious then appeared before me, he told me that if any magic was done in the room that there were special detectors and they world go of and my relatives would be killed.
The only way to get to them was by using magic to get out, I couldn't threaten Luscious because I was powerless against him without using magic.
He told me that all I had to do was touch this box he had and he would let them go.
The stupid thing was magic and it used it to suck me in and send me here, my relatives are dead it was all a trick and of all the people in the world I should have been aware of that.
Any way it sucked me in and then pushed me back out almost immediately and I ended up here, "is the box you speak of this box also?" Harry asked
"Yes, it is the box, but I can assure you that you have been in that box for a lot more than a few seconds"
Calen said slowly watching Harry closely "how long have I been in there?"
"I couldn't say for sure only maybe the Malfoy's would be able to tell you for sure. But at least many hundreds of years have passed since that day you speak of, and much has changed. We will start with one thing at a time however to try and make this easier on you"
Harry's face had gone a pale white, he had no reason to distrust these people in fact he could tell that they were trustworthy, but he hadn't been in there for more than a second.
He did have a strange sensation between getting sucked in and spat back out, the kind you get when; you have just woken up.
His sub-consciously rubbed his scar, this was possibly one of the beigest messes he had ever been in and he had been in some rather big messes that were for sure.
There had to be a way back, he couldn't live out the rest of his life here, he wouldn't be able to handle doing that knowing that every one he had ever cared about were back there, did they think he was dead?
If he ever did get back Albus was going to give him a lecture for a lifetime that was for sure.
"Will you help me get back to my time?" he asked.
At that moment the muggle named Mat looked horrified "BACK! Back he says did you here that! Back! No, you can't leave yet we need your help you're the only one that can help us"
Mat was looking at him as if he was begging him, were they that desperate?
"Why what's happened?" Harry asked
"You're the only hope we have left" Mat continued to ramble aimlessly on
"Were have I herd that before" Harry mumbled to him self
"Harry I'm afraid after you were trapped in that box, things took a tern for the worst. Eventually Luscious Malfoy gained power but it was his son Draco Malfoy that was the first of the Malfoy's to rule the world."
"What! You have got to be kidding; they aren't still in power are they?" Harry asked things were sounding worse by the second.
"I'm afraid so, they have turned the muggles into slaves. There are no books, there is no one to fight them, and the order of the Phoenix can no longer be counted as they have betrayed us. Currently both Malfoy and the order are searching for that box that we just released you from with the only intentions of hiding it again. They are thankfully too late as this young muggle got it before they could. And as ironic as it is only a muggle could have"
The old wizard was serious now but there was still a distinct twinkle in his eyes.
"Why did it have to be a muggle?" Harry asked
"Because no one with any magic in there blood could enter the area were the box is held, we can't even touch the box and even now that you have been released I wouldn't. There was of corse other things grading the box but they have died over time, as smart as Malfoy was he couldn't see further than a hundred years into a future which meant that young Mat only had to get past a dragon" the old wizard said
"Only a dragon you say, at least you didn't get your back side fried! And may I add he didn't even tell me that there was a dragon. I nearly got turned into that dragon's next roast!"
Harry looked on with amazement at the too as they debated just how deadly the dragon was.
"And I dealt that you could even have counted as a meal, far too small, more like a snack"
Harry rolled his eyes this wasn't going to end any time soon.
"I hope you don't mind me butting in, but I have a proposition to make" Harry said
That gained both the old and younger mans attention
"Go on" the older man urged
"Ill helps you defeat Malfoy and his followers and then you help me get home"
"Harry Potter you have your self a deal" Calen said grinning again.
Mat smiled to himself, Harry Potter was only a boy but he knew not to underestimate some one for something such as age.
After all he had totally missed judged Calen; he had thought him to be a dark and secretive man, with a hidden evil past.
Or something to that effect, when in fact this man was almost the exact opposite.
He could now looking back on it and see the need for such secrecy.
Welcome to our world
Harry stood in a dark chamber steering at the silver box sitting so innocently. It had an intricate design with snakes eating one another that covered every center meter of its shiny surface.
If it hadn't been for the snakes Harry couldn't point out anything else he could 'see' wrong with the box.
All he had to do was touch it. He knew it was a trick, but what else could he do.
As much as he disliked the Dueslys he couldn't stand by and watch them get tortured to death or suffer because of him like so many others seemed to.
Luscious stood there looking smug with him self.
The man was a coward just like Voldemort had been.
He couldn't defeat Harry in a duel they both knew that so he stooped to this level! It was in these times that Harry felt sorry for Draco.
Harry often found himself wondering that if Draco had grown up differently, maybe with different parents he might have turned out different.
But then again Draco had made his decision, and Harry wasn't going to make excuses for him.
After all he had had an 'interesting' up brining him self and he hadn't gone dark.
"What will it be Potter, all you have to do is tough it and the muggles will go free, if you use magic they will die and magic is your only way out of here, if you attack me they die, and may I add it will be very painful. You have only one way out of this Potter and its so simple all you have to do is touch the box!"
"Yes, yes I've herd that speech for the 100th time this hour, don't you think I understand."
Harry bit back sarcastically he reached out his hand and touched the box, as soon as he did he felt something cold seeping trough his body and pulling him, pulling him into the box.
The screams of the Duesly's were the last thing her herd before he was sucked into blackness.
In a blink of an eye the cold black liquid started to push him away.
He was being pushed into a lighter place.
Harry nearly stumbled as his feet once again hit a solid surface. 'Had that been some sort of really screwed up portkey?' he wondered to himself.
His wand was instantly in his hand and he glanced around ready for any attacker.
He was in a dark room though not as dark as in the box. It was an old shack; in fact if he wasn't mistaken he was sure that this was the shirking shack.
He noticed that to other people were present in this darkness, a teenage boy a few years older than himself and an older man sitting on the bed.
He glanced at them both then the teenage boy turned and looked at him.
He had short brown hair and blue eyes, he must have been 18 or 19, his face was full of surprise and shock and his mouth was hanging open.
Harry looked at them both again then placed his wand away, they were obviously no threat.
"Harry Potter I presume" the older of the said breaking the ice.
Harry looked at him surprised; they had been expecting him.
What had Luscious been planing, surly he didn't believe that by sending Harry to the shirking shack that it would be defeating him.
Maybe he believed that it was hunted and that the ghosts would kill him, then why have these obviously not dark wizard and muggle waiting for him, muggles weren't even supposed to be in the magical world.
Had Malfoy tried to kill them also by sending them here?
No that wouldn't make sense he could understand him possible being afraid of the wizard but knowing Malfoy he would have rather had tortured the muggle than send him here.
That still didn't explain how they knew who he was as his hair was hiding his scar.
The muggle teen was smiling madly at him.
"Yea, how did I get here, I was. well I certainly wasn't near Hogsmead, any wayz you already seem to know who I am so who are you?" he asked.
The wizard stood up a smile also plastid on his face.
"It's a pleasure to meet you 'Harry Potter'! I am Calen Dumbledor and this is Mat the muggle who just released you from Luscious's Box".
Albus hadn't told him that he had a brother or any relation alive for that matter.
He'd have to ask him about it when he got out of his current mess.
The wizard called Calen Dumbledor looked as though all his Christmas's had come at once.
He wounded if the box they were talking about was the box he had touched, but that didn't make sense he hadn't been trapped in it he hadn't been 'in' it for more than a second.
"I'm sorry but what is Luscious's Box?"
He asked trying to make some sense out of all that was happening.
Both the muggle called Mat and Calen were looking at him in surprise.
This did not comfit Harry in the slightest in fact it made him extra concerned.
"What exactly is the last thing you remember happening?" Calen asked slowly.
Harry's gaze shifted again. He found a comfortable spot on the floor were he could look at the both of them.
"Well I received word this morning from Albus that my uncle, aunt and cousin had been kidnapped by Luscious.
So I went to try and rescue them, the order couldn't do anything at the time and I couldn't risk waiting, they could have been tortured and killed by the time they got there, so I decided to go and try rescuing them.
I managed to get into the main hall; with out any problems and that made me a bit uneasy.
I found that I had reason to feel this way when the entrance was closed.
Luscious then appeared before me, he told me that if any magic was done in the room that there were special detectors and they world go of and my relatives would be killed.
The only way to get to them was by using magic to get out, I couldn't threaten Luscious because I was powerless against him without using magic.
He told me that all I had to do was touch this box he had and he would let them go.
The stupid thing was magic and it used it to suck me in and send me here, my relatives are dead it was all a trick and of all the people in the world I should have been aware of that.
Any way it sucked me in and then pushed me back out almost immediately and I ended up here, "is the box you speak of this box also?" Harry asked
"Yes, it is the box, but I can assure you that you have been in that box for a lot more than a few seconds"
Calen said slowly watching Harry closely "how long have I been in there?"
"I couldn't say for sure only maybe the Malfoy's would be able to tell you for sure. But at least many hundreds of years have passed since that day you speak of, and much has changed. We will start with one thing at a time however to try and make this easier on you"
Harry's face had gone a pale white, he had no reason to distrust these people in fact he could tell that they were trustworthy, but he hadn't been in there for more than a second.
He did have a strange sensation between getting sucked in and spat back out, the kind you get when; you have just woken up.
His sub-consciously rubbed his scar, this was possibly one of the beigest messes he had ever been in and he had been in some rather big messes that were for sure.
There had to be a way back, he couldn't live out the rest of his life here, he wouldn't be able to handle doing that knowing that every one he had ever cared about were back there, did they think he was dead?
If he ever did get back Albus was going to give him a lecture for a lifetime that was for sure.
"Will you help me get back to my time?" he asked.
At that moment the muggle named Mat looked horrified "BACK! Back he says did you here that! Back! No, you can't leave yet we need your help you're the only one that can help us"
Mat was looking at him as if he was begging him, were they that desperate?
"Why what's happened?" Harry asked
"You're the only hope we have left" Mat continued to ramble aimlessly on
"Were have I herd that before" Harry mumbled to him self
"Harry I'm afraid after you were trapped in that box, things took a tern for the worst. Eventually Luscious Malfoy gained power but it was his son Draco Malfoy that was the first of the Malfoy's to rule the world."
"What! You have got to be kidding; they aren't still in power are they?" Harry asked things were sounding worse by the second.
"I'm afraid so, they have turned the muggles into slaves. There are no books, there is no one to fight them, and the order of the Phoenix can no longer be counted as they have betrayed us. Currently both Malfoy and the order are searching for that box that we just released you from with the only intentions of hiding it again. They are thankfully too late as this young muggle got it before they could. And as ironic as it is only a muggle could have"
The old wizard was serious now but there was still a distinct twinkle in his eyes.
"Why did it have to be a muggle?" Harry asked
"Because no one with any magic in there blood could enter the area were the box is held, we can't even touch the box and even now that you have been released I wouldn't. There was of corse other things grading the box but they have died over time, as smart as Malfoy was he couldn't see further than a hundred years into a future which meant that young Mat only had to get past a dragon" the old wizard said
"Only a dragon you say, at least you didn't get your back side fried! And may I add he didn't even tell me that there was a dragon. I nearly got turned into that dragon's next roast!"
Harry looked on with amazement at the too as they debated just how deadly the dragon was.
"And I dealt that you could even have counted as a meal, far too small, more like a snack"
Harry rolled his eyes this wasn't going to end any time soon.
"I hope you don't mind me butting in, but I have a proposition to make" Harry said
That gained both the old and younger mans attention
"Go on" the older man urged
"Ill helps you defeat Malfoy and his followers and then you help me get home"
"Harry Potter you have your self a deal" Calen said grinning again.
Mat smiled to himself, Harry Potter was only a boy but he knew not to underestimate some one for something such as age.
After all he had totally missed judged Calen; he had thought him to be a dark and secretive man, with a hidden evil past.
Or something to that effect, when in fact this man was almost the exact opposite.
He could now looking back on it and see the need for such secrecy.