Harry found himself within a small ring of fire, the flame flickering midnight black and emerald green. As he watched, eyes began to swim through the flames. "Is this the one that was chosen to rule over demons and heir to the infamous Larry Pulga-mordido?" Harry blinked at this, "No. I am Harry Potter, James Potter's son and ruler of no one. I do not know even of this Larry Pulga-mordido of whom you speak of." The eyes within the flames narrowed. "Larry Pulga-mordido is the king of all Demons, created through the experimentation of Grindlewald, and has been waiting many centuries for his children to return to him." Harry scanned around the ring. "He will have to wait longer then because I am not no kin of this man." Laughter filled the pit, sounding of many voices. "Our king has been waiting and he will not be denied. He has sent his personal steed to retrieve you." Suddenly a horse-like creature with a mane and tail composed purely of hellfire leapt from the fire. It also had wings that resembled giant bat wings with coarse, crow-like feathers. The creature turned its head and fixed Harry in its gaze; its eyes were pupil-less orbs of liquid fire and they glowed with an eerie yellow light. "Samuel Pulga- mordido, your father awaits you. I am Muertofuego and you will do as I instruct you." Harry struggles to break eye contact. "My name is Harry Potter and I only seek to find my godfather Sirius Black. Have you seen him?" The ring of fire flickered as another being appeared. He was a mirror image of Harry except for the mark on his forehead; it resembled a question mark and an exclamation mark combined. "Brother! It has been years since I have seen you!" He hugged Harry tightly. Harry pulled out his arms in confusion, "Who are you? I don't ever remember seeing you before." The small book around Harry's neck as the boy shook his head is sorrow. "You don't remember me Samuel? It's me, your brother Henry Pulga- mordido." Gaya's voice whispered from Harry's book. "This is Harry Potter. He is the son of James and Lily Potter and he has come to find a man known as Sirius Black. Barry Trotter, you came here to find your half- brother, do you remember who he was?" Barry blinked at the voice then shook his head as if awakening from a dream. "Yes, I do remember Gaya. I came here to find Porri Gatter." As Barry spoke, Muertofuego interrupted them. "What is with this nonsense? Come with me both of you, your father awaits." Harry pointed his wand at Muertofuego. "We are not going anywhere. Where is Sirius Black?" The pit and everything except Barry faded from view. "I tire of your demand Potter," the cold voice drifted across the darkness, "Your desires are nothing to me and I refuse to release either you or anyone else here. I am providing you with a family, accept it and forget everything else!!" The darkness thickened around them.