As Harry eyes cleared, he looked around, startled. He found himself laying on a
patch of grass. Looking around he noticed that he was in a meadow surrounded by
a forest.
"Where am I?" Harry said as he got off the ground. Harry bit his lip and looked
at his surroundings. There had been a meadow in the tapestry. "Am I in the
tapestry? No, this is real." Then Harry looked down at himself. His clothing
had been changed. It looked like something you would find in a textbook about
medieval times. Then, searching about his pockets he found that his wand was
not with him. "Great. No wand, no idea where I am," Harry said, then with a
sigh, started walking and found a dirt path, which he followed.
As Harry walked down the dirt path, he found himself in a forest "This path has
to lead somewhere," he thought, then looking about, he came to a clearing with
an two story house with an inn sign at the door. "Great, I guess need money to
sleep there," as he thought that, he again looked in his pockets, and pulled out
a number of gold coins "Well, at least I'm prepared," and went in.
A old woman was minding the inn. She looked at Harry with distrust. "Well
lad, what can I do for you?" she asked
"Can I have a room?"
She look at him "How much do you have?"
Harry pulled out a gold coin
"That will allow two days with food and drink. Where are you heading to?" she
asked as Harry handed the coin to her.
"To my relatives, about a mile west from here," startled, Harry wondered why he
had said that.
"You heading out of Morgana's, territory?" she asked, and Harry nodded. "You
got guts, no one made it out alive yet."
Harry felt a wave of nerves sweep through him. Apparently wherever his
subconscious was going did not have good odds for his conscious self. "But I'm
just passing through," Harry replied.
She shook her head "Then I'm surprised they let you in alive. The quickest way
for you is due west through the forest."
Harry thanked her and she led Harry to his room. "Dinner will be in three
hours," she said as she left.
As Harry went in the room he was not surprised it had no modern things, not even
electricity. "Great I am in the dark ages," he thought as he sat on a
uncomfortable bed, but he was to tired to care.
The woman woke Harry for dinner, and he sat at one of the many tables in the
dinning room. He saw a small number of people, many of them were looking at him.
"I have to find away out of here," he thought, as food was given to him.
"Enjoy," the woman said as she set his food in front of him.
Harry nodded as he looked at it. "Can I ask, what it is?" Harry ask politely
"It's pheasant cooked with my family recipe, it is very good, please try some."
With a light gulp Harry did. It wasn't that bad. "What would you like to drink?"
As Harry thought, "Water will be good," the woman nodded and grabbed a pitcher
from the counter and poured, a not so clear water "Thank you," Harry said, and
she left.
After Harry ate, he didn't stay too long. He went to his room and laid down to
sleep.
Later that night, Harry awoke to a commotion outside. "There is a stranger
here, maybe a wizard, so watch yourselves."
"How did they know I was a wizard? Just great," Harry thought. He just remember
something, during these times, they burned witches. " Great got to leave now."
Just then there was loud talking. "You have a stranger here. Where is he?"
Harry backed away from the door.
" I don't know what you talking about, I haven't strangers in quite a while."
There was silence. "Then you wont mind if have a look."
Hearing this Harry slipped out of the window, and made his way into the forest.
On a dirt path, Harry pick up a stick. "Please work! Point me," he said as the
stick on his hand moved. "If that's north," he turned left "This is west." Harry
made a run for it westwards.
Harry was in a dense forest. A few times he had to stop to use the point me
spell. As he found his way to a dirt path, he stopped as he saw a group of men.
"No, how did they find me?" The men were blocking his way, and a few of them had
what looked like compasses.
" He is somewhere here. Darn these things, they only point when magic is use."
Harry was wide-eyed. "No, I was leading them to me!" Harry began to run again,
following the path, at the same time making himself hidden in the forest.
As Harry ran, he saw the edge of the forest, and some how knew he would be safe
if he made it out. He took a chance by running on the path.
"There he is! Shoot him!" Hearing this Harry ran quickly zig zagging across the
field. The arrows barely miss him, but unfortunately after a couple minutes of
running, a sharp pain hit him. He fell to the ground.
"Darn, he is in Arthur's territory," the big man said. "Can't we get him? He is
not that far."
Someone else said" no, if we set foot in there, they will know, hopefully he
will die before someone finds him" they then went back into the forest.
The arrow did not kill Harry, since it went into his arm. "Great this feels like
the torture curse in my arm," Harry thought as he groaned in pain. He looked
back, and noticed the men were not following him, so he continue on, hoping to
find help. Harry didn't go far, the pain was unbearable and he fell.
When Harry awoke he was in a bedroom. "No it was not a dream," Harry thought,
then he heard voices.
"Do you think it is safe to let him stay?" a women asked.
"He's just a boy, what harm is it to help him?" a men said.
"But that arrow, it came from a dark knight, and they only serve Morgana." there
was silence for a second
"It should be all right. They only attack good people, and you know they only
let crooks and robbers pass through their forest. Look at him. He doesn't seem
like a bad person." There was silence as Harry heard them walk away from the
doorway
"At least I'm safe," he thought as he went to sleep.
When Harry woke up a woman was beside him. "So you're up? Let me see your arm."
Harry removed his arm from the covers. A cloth was wrapped around the middle of
his arm. She then took it off, "It looks fine, but I'm going to clean it a bit,
so this will sting." She dabbed another cloth on his wound, and it stung as
promised. " Do you have a name?"
He nodded "Harry."
The woman looked at him "Call me Trisha, my husband is Jack, you will be fine by
tomorrow, then you should be going." Harry nodded and she left.
The next day Trisha took care of Harry, and served him breakfast. As he ate
she talked to him. "How old are you?" Trisha asked.
"Sixteen."
She looked startled. "Why were you in Morgana's woods?"
He quickly made up a story of being lost, and she bought it. "Thanks for
everything, I hope I'm not being a bother," Harry said apologizing.
She shook her head "No not at all."
Harry thought of something. "Ah, I thinking, to help pay you back, I don't mind
helping about, since I lost my family, I don't really have a place to stay,"
Harry said hoping, he was not sure, where to go next.
She nodded, "Alright, you can stay, as long as you work hard and stay out of
trouble." Harry nodded, and she left.
From that day on, Harry worked around the house, both inside and out, doing lots
of lifting and moving things around. Thanks to that, Harry seem to get stronger
by the end of the first week.
On the third week, Harry had finished a tough job of cleaning the small stables,
when Jack called out to him. " Hey Harry," he went up to him "Heading towards
town, want to come? I need help carrying stuff." Harry nodded, and helped get
the horse drawn cart ready.
At the town, Harry automatically knew it was enchanted like his school. He also
knew who ever did this must be powerful unless more than one wizard live here.
Because of the enchantment, the town was very clean, since there were spells to
assure that nothing messed up the streets or buildings.
Jack drove to the center of town, and stopped at an open market. There Harry got
off and followed Jack to the rows of stands, to buy a assortment of foods.
Once they were finished, both Harry and Jack had two crates of foods each. As
they got on the main street towards their carts, Jack stopped Harry "Hold it,"
it was then Harry heard trumpets and then saw a marvel, nice looking horses,
with silvery knights on them, holding a banner. Harry recognized it from books.
They were King Arthur's banners. Jack quickly bowed as they passed, and Harry
also bowed following Jack's moved. As the knights passed, a well dressed man
rode by, but stopped in front of Jack.
"Good to see you, how is your wife?"
Jack smiled. "She is fine your majesty," Jack answered.
"And who do we have here?" the man asked. Harry realized the man was King
Arthur.
" this is Harry sir, I saved him, after he was attack by the dark knights."
The King frowned "I hope they didn't enter our kingdom."
Jack shook his head.
"Good, then I'll be seeing you" Jack nodded, as the king went on his way.
Harry felt a strong presence. He turned to see Merlin looking at him. Merlin
knew somehow, that he was a wizard, but Merlin didn't stop as he rode along.
Once the streets were clear, Jack allowed Harry to load the cart. When they
were done, putting another couple crates in, Jack turned to Harry. "Here, enjoy
yourself, but stay on this street, I will be looking for you after I'm done with
some business." He gave Harry some coins, and sent him off.
As Harry walked, he was lucky that his pockets seemed to be filled with gold,
as he bought some candies and fruits, but as he looked into a store further down
the street, he was startle to see things, that belonged in Diagon Alley. He
quickly went in to see what they sold.
As Harry went in, an old man was watching him. When Harry picked up an
ingredient, he knew wizards use to make potions with the man said, "My who do we
have here? A young wizard."
Harry looked up startled. "Oh no, I have a friend who is one. He ask me to drop
by for some ingredients" Harry said, since he knew the old man was also a
wizard.
"And what ingredients he had asked for?"
Harry named ones for a pain reliever, and the man was able to show him where
they were
"Do you have a portable cauldron?" he nodded and got him one, that was a bit
bigger than what he usually used "And also do you sell wands?"
The man nodded, and took out a number of sticks. "These are the finest wood for
wands, now what did he ask for?"
Harry knew they were too thin to have a core, and Elven wood would be best to
use if they had no core. "Is one of them Elven wood?"
The wizard looked startled. "We haven't had Elven wood in a while, since it is
hard to find, but the next best thing is weeping wood."
Harry nodded, as the wizard added up the purchases. "Will that be all?"
Harry nodded and dug in his pocket to find just enough gold to pay the wizard,
then with an enchanted bag, he placed all the stuff into it, and handed it to
Harry. Harry placed the small bag in his pocket.
Just as he passed the store, Jack called out to him, " Hey Harry, come on, let's
head home."
Harry nodded and went on the cart, but as they left, he didn't see the store's
wizard talking to Merlin.
Later that night, Harry had no problem mixing the ingredients and making a
potion he wanted, and now with a wand, he could do magic to help him work, when
no one is watching.
patch of grass. Looking around he noticed that he was in a meadow surrounded by
a forest.
"Where am I?" Harry said as he got off the ground. Harry bit his lip and looked
at his surroundings. There had been a meadow in the tapestry. "Am I in the
tapestry? No, this is real." Then Harry looked down at himself. His clothing
had been changed. It looked like something you would find in a textbook about
medieval times. Then, searching about his pockets he found that his wand was
not with him. "Great. No wand, no idea where I am," Harry said, then with a
sigh, started walking and found a dirt path, which he followed.
As Harry walked down the dirt path, he found himself in a forest "This path has
to lead somewhere," he thought, then looking about, he came to a clearing with
an two story house with an inn sign at the door. "Great, I guess need money to
sleep there," as he thought that, he again looked in his pockets, and pulled out
a number of gold coins "Well, at least I'm prepared," and went in.
A old woman was minding the inn. She looked at Harry with distrust. "Well
lad, what can I do for you?" she asked
"Can I have a room?"
She look at him "How much do you have?"
Harry pulled out a gold coin
"That will allow two days with food and drink. Where are you heading to?" she
asked as Harry handed the coin to her.
"To my relatives, about a mile west from here," startled, Harry wondered why he
had said that.
"You heading out of Morgana's, territory?" she asked, and Harry nodded. "You
got guts, no one made it out alive yet."
Harry felt a wave of nerves sweep through him. Apparently wherever his
subconscious was going did not have good odds for his conscious self. "But I'm
just passing through," Harry replied.
She shook her head "Then I'm surprised they let you in alive. The quickest way
for you is due west through the forest."
Harry thanked her and she led Harry to his room. "Dinner will be in three
hours," she said as she left.
As Harry went in the room he was not surprised it had no modern things, not even
electricity. "Great I am in the dark ages," he thought as he sat on a
uncomfortable bed, but he was to tired to care.
The woman woke Harry for dinner, and he sat at one of the many tables in the
dinning room. He saw a small number of people, many of them were looking at him.
"I have to find away out of here," he thought, as food was given to him.
"Enjoy," the woman said as she set his food in front of him.
Harry nodded as he looked at it. "Can I ask, what it is?" Harry ask politely
"It's pheasant cooked with my family recipe, it is very good, please try some."
With a light gulp Harry did. It wasn't that bad. "What would you like to drink?"
As Harry thought, "Water will be good," the woman nodded and grabbed a pitcher
from the counter and poured, a not so clear water "Thank you," Harry said, and
she left.
After Harry ate, he didn't stay too long. He went to his room and laid down to
sleep.
Later that night, Harry awoke to a commotion outside. "There is a stranger
here, maybe a wizard, so watch yourselves."
"How did they know I was a wizard? Just great," Harry thought. He just remember
something, during these times, they burned witches. " Great got to leave now."
Just then there was loud talking. "You have a stranger here. Where is he?"
Harry backed away from the door.
" I don't know what you talking about, I haven't strangers in quite a while."
There was silence. "Then you wont mind if have a look."
Hearing this Harry slipped out of the window, and made his way into the forest.
On a dirt path, Harry pick up a stick. "Please work! Point me," he said as the
stick on his hand moved. "If that's north," he turned left "This is west." Harry
made a run for it westwards.
Harry was in a dense forest. A few times he had to stop to use the point me
spell. As he found his way to a dirt path, he stopped as he saw a group of men.
"No, how did they find me?" The men were blocking his way, and a few of them had
what looked like compasses.
" He is somewhere here. Darn these things, they only point when magic is use."
Harry was wide-eyed. "No, I was leading them to me!" Harry began to run again,
following the path, at the same time making himself hidden in the forest.
As Harry ran, he saw the edge of the forest, and some how knew he would be safe
if he made it out. He took a chance by running on the path.
"There he is! Shoot him!" Hearing this Harry ran quickly zig zagging across the
field. The arrows barely miss him, but unfortunately after a couple minutes of
running, a sharp pain hit him. He fell to the ground.
"Darn, he is in Arthur's territory," the big man said. "Can't we get him? He is
not that far."
Someone else said" no, if we set foot in there, they will know, hopefully he
will die before someone finds him" they then went back into the forest.
The arrow did not kill Harry, since it went into his arm. "Great this feels like
the torture curse in my arm," Harry thought as he groaned in pain. He looked
back, and noticed the men were not following him, so he continue on, hoping to
find help. Harry didn't go far, the pain was unbearable and he fell.
When Harry awoke he was in a bedroom. "No it was not a dream," Harry thought,
then he heard voices.
"Do you think it is safe to let him stay?" a women asked.
"He's just a boy, what harm is it to help him?" a men said.
"But that arrow, it came from a dark knight, and they only serve Morgana." there
was silence for a second
"It should be all right. They only attack good people, and you know they only
let crooks and robbers pass through their forest. Look at him. He doesn't seem
like a bad person." There was silence as Harry heard them walk away from the
doorway
"At least I'm safe," he thought as he went to sleep.
When Harry woke up a woman was beside him. "So you're up? Let me see your arm."
Harry removed his arm from the covers. A cloth was wrapped around the middle of
his arm. She then took it off, "It looks fine, but I'm going to clean it a bit,
so this will sting." She dabbed another cloth on his wound, and it stung as
promised. " Do you have a name?"
He nodded "Harry."
The woman looked at him "Call me Trisha, my husband is Jack, you will be fine by
tomorrow, then you should be going." Harry nodded and she left.
The next day Trisha took care of Harry, and served him breakfast. As he ate
she talked to him. "How old are you?" Trisha asked.
"Sixteen."
She looked startled. "Why were you in Morgana's woods?"
He quickly made up a story of being lost, and she bought it. "Thanks for
everything, I hope I'm not being a bother," Harry said apologizing.
She shook her head "No not at all."
Harry thought of something. "Ah, I thinking, to help pay you back, I don't mind
helping about, since I lost my family, I don't really have a place to stay,"
Harry said hoping, he was not sure, where to go next.
She nodded, "Alright, you can stay, as long as you work hard and stay out of
trouble." Harry nodded, and she left.
From that day on, Harry worked around the house, both inside and out, doing lots
of lifting and moving things around. Thanks to that, Harry seem to get stronger
by the end of the first week.
On the third week, Harry had finished a tough job of cleaning the small stables,
when Jack called out to him. " Hey Harry," he went up to him "Heading towards
town, want to come? I need help carrying stuff." Harry nodded, and helped get
the horse drawn cart ready.
At the town, Harry automatically knew it was enchanted like his school. He also
knew who ever did this must be powerful unless more than one wizard live here.
Because of the enchantment, the town was very clean, since there were spells to
assure that nothing messed up the streets or buildings.
Jack drove to the center of town, and stopped at an open market. There Harry got
off and followed Jack to the rows of stands, to buy a assortment of foods.
Once they were finished, both Harry and Jack had two crates of foods each. As
they got on the main street towards their carts, Jack stopped Harry "Hold it,"
it was then Harry heard trumpets and then saw a marvel, nice looking horses,
with silvery knights on them, holding a banner. Harry recognized it from books.
They were King Arthur's banners. Jack quickly bowed as they passed, and Harry
also bowed following Jack's moved. As the knights passed, a well dressed man
rode by, but stopped in front of Jack.
"Good to see you, how is your wife?"
Jack smiled. "She is fine your majesty," Jack answered.
"And who do we have here?" the man asked. Harry realized the man was King
Arthur.
" this is Harry sir, I saved him, after he was attack by the dark knights."
The King frowned "I hope they didn't enter our kingdom."
Jack shook his head.
"Good, then I'll be seeing you" Jack nodded, as the king went on his way.
Harry felt a strong presence. He turned to see Merlin looking at him. Merlin
knew somehow, that he was a wizard, but Merlin didn't stop as he rode along.
Once the streets were clear, Jack allowed Harry to load the cart. When they
were done, putting another couple crates in, Jack turned to Harry. "Here, enjoy
yourself, but stay on this street, I will be looking for you after I'm done with
some business." He gave Harry some coins, and sent him off.
As Harry walked, he was lucky that his pockets seemed to be filled with gold,
as he bought some candies and fruits, but as he looked into a store further down
the street, he was startle to see things, that belonged in Diagon Alley. He
quickly went in to see what they sold.
As Harry went in, an old man was watching him. When Harry picked up an
ingredient, he knew wizards use to make potions with the man said, "My who do we
have here? A young wizard."
Harry looked up startled. "Oh no, I have a friend who is one. He ask me to drop
by for some ingredients" Harry said, since he knew the old man was also a
wizard.
"And what ingredients he had asked for?"
Harry named ones for a pain reliever, and the man was able to show him where
they were
"Do you have a portable cauldron?" he nodded and got him one, that was a bit
bigger than what he usually used "And also do you sell wands?"
The man nodded, and took out a number of sticks. "These are the finest wood for
wands, now what did he ask for?"
Harry knew they were too thin to have a core, and Elven wood would be best to
use if they had no core. "Is one of them Elven wood?"
The wizard looked startled. "We haven't had Elven wood in a while, since it is
hard to find, but the next best thing is weeping wood."
Harry nodded, as the wizard added up the purchases. "Will that be all?"
Harry nodded and dug in his pocket to find just enough gold to pay the wizard,
then with an enchanted bag, he placed all the stuff into it, and handed it to
Harry. Harry placed the small bag in his pocket.
Just as he passed the store, Jack called out to him, " Hey Harry, come on, let's
head home."
Harry nodded and went on the cart, but as they left, he didn't see the store's
wizard talking to Merlin.
Later that night, Harry had no problem mixing the ingredients and making a
potion he wanted, and now with a wand, he could do magic to help him work, when
no one is watching.