Disclaimer: Again, I own nothing except the storyline.

A/N: Just to explain things if they're confusing. Wizards don't know about the fairy world. Fairies, in turn, don't know wizards exist – They think all humans are the same – can't do magic. It was a very old and unknown spell that caused them to go to Fowl Manor and because it was so old and unknown, there was no protection against it in Hogwarts. And, just a little bit of extra trivia, "Peto Volator villa" means "Go to Fowl Manor" in Latin.

(Harry's POV)

Harry, Ron and Hermione felt like they were whizzing through a rainbow-coloured tornado. The colours flew around them and fierce winds pulled at their hair and robes.

Then, suddenly, it all stopped. They landed gently on the ground in what looked like an entrance hall to a very large house or castle. There was a large staircase in front of them and a huge set of double doors behind them. There were a number of doors leading off to other chambers around the walls.

"WHAT THE F-," Ron was silenced by Hermione's hand clapped over his mouth.

"Shut up," she muttered, "We don't want to disturb anyone until we find out where we are."

She crossed to a door from which a loud chatter of voices was coming. She pressed her ear against the ornate wood and paused for a few seconds, frowning. Then she turned and ran silently back to the two speechless boys, who were still in awe of the size of the place and the obvious wealth of the owners.

"Judging by the accents of the people in the room, we are in Ireland." She whispered to Harry and Ron. She turned to the redhead.

"Ron, where did you lean that spell?"

"That was the spell we learnt in charms today, wasn't it?" asked Ron nervously.

Hermione shook her head. "Ron, that was Peta Volator cilla! You must have misread it. No wonder you couldn't do it in class today!"

Hermione was cut off mid-lecture by a bang. They looked round to see that the huge double doors had burst open, revealing acres of land, a large water feature and a stunning sunset. However, they were more interested in what had not been revealed by the open doors. There was nobody else visible, either in the hall or outside the house.

(Artemis' POV)

After Angeline Fowl had released her only child from her arms, Artemis went on to have a great afternoon at his surprise birthday party. It certainly was a surprise, for he had forgotten it was even his birthday.

His parents had obviously gone to a lot of trouble just to make this birthday special. Artemis was touched. He hadn't expected his parents to do this for him, for most of his birthdays he hadn't had a party - He hadn't had any friends to invite, for one. Mostly he just given a present in the morning and got to choose a place to eat for dinner that evening.

Despite his initial happiness at seeing all his family again, shards of sadness were poking through the joyful exterior. He wanted his friends. There was Holly Short, the elf who had brought his mother out of depression and saved his father from the Mafia. There was Mulch Diggums, the kleptomaniac dwarf who had once broken into Fowl manor for the LEP. Then there was Foaly. Foaly was a genius centaur who single-handedly designed most of the technology used by the fairy people. Foaly liked Artemis because Artemis was the only person he knew who could understand his lectures and how his precious technology worked.

Artemis had a severe lack of friends of his own species. There was his manservant, bodyguard and butler, Domovoi Butler. Not that Artemis was meant to know the mans first name, he only knew it because Butler had told it to him on his deathbed, from which he was magically healed by Holly.

There was Butler's little sister, Juliet. She had long blonde hair and was considered very attractive by the local boys. She had, however, black belts in martial arts that most people couldn't even pronounce, alongside the more well known of karate, judo, etc.

Both butlers went through training at Madam Ko's academy, so at the end they were some of the best bodyguards in the world. Artemis considered both of them friends, albeit friends who were paid and obeyed orders.

Artemis was brought out of his daydream state by a loud bang in the front hall. It sounded as though the doors had burst open, but who was missing? Artemis hurried out with everyone else to see what the commotion was.

The doors were indeed open, and the grounds and light from the sunset flooded in to the hall. There appeared to be no one in the doorway, but Artemis caught a glimpse of what appeared to be a heat haze drifting silently indoors. His heart gave a jolt. Was that Holly?

(Harry's POV)

The happy chattering behind the door Hermione had pressed her ear to a few minutes earlier had ceased. Clearly the bang of the doors opening had not gone unnoticed by the residents, and by the sound of it, their guests.

Knowing they had only seconds to find a hiding place, Harry looked around wildly. He grabbed both Ron and Hermione by the neck of their robes and pulled them both into an alcove behind a suit of armour next to the room with the people in it.

They had hidden just in time. The door burst open and people flooded out. Luckily no-one noticed the three teenagers concealed behind the antique armour.

A pale boy with black hair stopped just outside their hiding place. Harry, Ron and Hermione instantaneously stiffened, careful not to make a sound. Peeking round the armour, they saw the boy look up at the top of the doorway.

Harry glanced up to where the boy was staring. There was nothing there, except maybe a heat haze. Certainly nothing to stare at. Looking back down at the mysterious boy, Harry noticed a small smile on his face.

Suddenly a voice rang out from the centre of the room:

"We better get going; it takes a while to get home from here!" – Harry noted that Hermione had been right earlier, it was indeed an Irish accent – "Arty, where are you? Aren't you going to say goodbye?"

The pale boy widened the smile playing about his mouth and strode over to what appeared to be his uncle.

"Certainly," he began "But surely you don't have to leave so soon?"

"I'm afraid so Artemis, but fear not! We'll all be back before your next birthday! You won't have to wait until next May to see all of us!"

In the few minutes after this, the hall slowly emptied of people. Soon it was only the pale boy, Artemis, and the trio left. As Artemis turned to go up the stairs, a short girl and a tiny man with a long beard materialised out of thin air in front of him. Both were grinning like mad.

"Happy Birthday Artemis!" they chorused.

Hidden behind the suit of armour, Harry, Ron and Hermione couldn't help but gasp in shock. Luckily Artemis was too busy embracing the odd duo to notice.

"Holly! Mulch! I didn't expect you!"

As the human and his two fairy friends happily chattered away to each other, Harry twisted round carefully to look at his friends.

"I don't see any invisibility cloak! How did they do that?"

Behind him, Ron and Hermione were as shocked as he was.

"I don't know Harry, unless…." She trailed off, looking thoughtful, "No, that's ridiculous."

Harry had just opened his mouth to reply when Ron interjected,

"Hermione, I don't care if it's ridiculous. Just tell us!"

Just as Hermione opened her mouth to reply, the armour was brushed aside and a deep voice growled,

"Now, what do we have here?"