Final Curtain
Author: Mysterious Phantom Shyraz
Disclaimer: HP belongs to its sole copyright owner. The plot and things that is not recognised are mine unless specified.
Act I scene v
Unlike apparating, teleporting does not require the caster to know about their desired location, all they need to know is what type or the characteristic of the place. For Harry, who had no idea where he is going, ended up near a set of dumpsters in a black alleyway. Hedwig landed on his shoulder a few minutes later hooting in surprise at his choice of location.
"I had no choice girl," Harry replied at his owl's calls "there was no time in choosing where we should go…"
Harry looked around and made a mental note of the surrounding area. The said alleyway is a dead end, with trash piling up at the end. A fire escape staircase stood on both sides. They seemed to have landed in an area surrounded by two residential building. Harry let out a sigh, he had no idea where they were, let alone if they were still in Britain.
"Stop there you little wretch!" came a yell from the opening of the alleyway. A small figure ran directly in Harry's direction and, not taking any notice of Harry, leapt up the dumpsters at the end and bounced his way above the wall. Harry stood and stared in amazement. He had a feeling that this person had some in built magic.
"Gotcha!" exclaimed the man who grabbed Harry by the arm forcefully, "You think you can leave my place so easily? You've still a debt to be paid and customers to serve…" the man pulled Harry along, forcing him to walk. There were some light in the area that let Harry see the features of the man. There is nothing peculiar to note about the man, but Harry thought now could be a good time to 'look' for some information. Launching a bit of his magic, he initiated a link and began rummaging through his mind. There were some interesting information held in here, one being the nature of his 'job' the other concerning the location. Harry skimmed through the 'job' part and found about why he had ended up in this situation. When Harry reached the location information, the man decided to strike Harry when Hedwig flew over to the man and pecked him, which earned her a 'shoo' and a hand from the said man.
"Wait, wait. I don't have anything to do with…" Hedwig landed on Harry's shoulder after nearly being hit by the brutal man.
"Of course you do you little twit! Stop pretending and get going!" The man grabbed hold of Harry's collar a bit too hard causing Harry to fall. Harry is still weak from his magic exhaustion.
"Oi, some peopled are trying to…"Another voice called from one of the windows on the left. A shadow of a man stepped out to the stairwell and saw the scene. A man looming over Harry with a fist above his head. This shadow leapt out onto the alley and held the fist, stopping it from landing on Harry.
"Who're you to meddle with this?" the man fling the shadow's hand away. Even with the light that penetrated the area, Harry is not able to make out the features of the shadow. It seemed that the shadow is helping to hid the person.
"Who I am is none of your business but I just can't have you disturb my sleep." The shadow made a sweeping motion with his right hand and the man was tossed to the other side.
"I don't want to see you ever again you hear?" The shadow said before turning to Harry. Hedwig was glaring at the new stranger with her golden orbs then, as quick as the wind, she flew over to the shadow.
"You ok kid?" whoever this person was emerged out of the shadow. Harry's first impression of this person was he had to be a wizard or is related to one as the colour of the hair is pale blue, worn loosely as it dangled just below his shoulder. He petted Hedwig in a friendly fashioned who gave a hoot of satisfaction.
"I'm…" the stranger lifted up his hand to stop Harry from saying anymore and motioned to follow him back to his flat. Once back in the flat the man began speaking.
"I'm Xylver and before you say anything, just consider the consequences." He said in a warning tone whilst motioning to the walls around them. Harry thought for a while about what the man was talking about. After what seemed like an eternity of silence, and with the prompting of Hedwig's hooting, Harry knows what this man mean. 'Wall's have ears.'
"Pharo Rettry." Xylver smiled knowingly and gave a nod. Harry thought this was a good sign and began his questioning as he thought plunging into this person's mind is not a good idea, "If you don't mind me asking, where am I?"
"You're on a piece of unplottable land where muggles and wizards live in a place governed by no one." Xylver conjured a tea set between them, "There are no laws in this place as such, no one is bound. This place is an opportunity for those willing to dare evil."
Harry had to read between the lines and figured out what this place is. The where is not important to Harry as he can easily teleport back to Hogwarts or anywhere he has a full understanding. This place can be summed up in one word, Hell. It is a place for people to learn to survive through death and unfairness. And it seemed that Xylver is willing to teach him how to survive.
'It is an opportunity indeed then.' Thought Harry, 'This may be a place where I can learn to defeat Voldemort.' Harry was hopeful. He knew of the prophecy that one should die but it did not say how and what could transpire. He was willing to take a chance with this stranger.