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Chapter 2

Hello This is Reality Calling…

Warm liquid heat caressing him everywhere, sweeping from the top of his head to the smalltips of his toes. Pleasant and warm it was like being in a snug velvet glove. If this was Heaven then he never wanted to leave.

CRACK. The muffled sound reached Harry vaguely through the warmth, but was quickly pushed to the back of his mind as he was lapped by another wave of warmth. So not paying any mind to the small disturbance, he snuggled further into the mysterious but drugging embrace. CRACK. CRAACCK. The sound again reached Harry but this time instead of forgetting it once more to the warmth, he was beginning to become worried. Hissing soon joined the cracking sound and the drugged feeling that held him only moments before was wearing off fast.

And then he felt the warmth in which he had seemed to be laying in begin to shake uncontrollably. The noise began to increase and the shacking started to make Harry feel sick to his stomach. Then as if it had never been the horrible music stopped and he was falling and there was light.

Harry hit what seemed to be a marble floor hard, the first thing he noticedwas the marble floor had beautiful designs of endless forests and hidden animals winding across it in white, black, and gold.

"I'm glad you find my floors so intriguing, for once your training begins I'm sure you'll get to become very well aquatinted with them."

The voice startled Harry out of his musings. The voice itself held a soft tenor quality thatwas smooth as silk stilland had power radiating from every word. Looking up at whom spoke he saw a mahogany colored woman with deep black eyes calmly staring at him with an amused smirk.

She stood maybe a head taller than him, her hair dark brown with auburn highlights was placed into a thick plait with her chin length bangs framing her face. Her face held high cheek, full lips, and long lashed dark eyes. One thing that was for sure was, she was beyond beautiful. Dressed in what looked to be black leather pants and a black tank top, her very stance screamed untouchable.

"Are you going to just sit there and stare at me or are you going to get up so we can go? I really can't stand the cocoon chamber," the strange female said again startling Harry with her words.

Harrycatching what she said a breath later, cocoon chamber, what in the world was that? That was when he decided to look up towards the ceiling were what looked to be a broken cocoon with liquid dripping out of it's ripped edges hung. It was then that he realized that he also seemed to be dripping some sort if liquid.

It hit him then, the warmth, the cracking sound, then falling, Harry had been in that large cocoon and it had broken and he had fallen out. Now questions started to run through his head. Why had he been in a cocoon? Who was this woman? Where was he? Shouldn't he be dead right now? And what the hell did she mean by training? As a cool breeze whipped through the hollow chamber Harry realized one more thing. Why in Merlin's name was he naked?

Seeming to understand the sudden blush that over took his face, the dark eyed women laughed.

"Ah you're so modest would you like some covering before we leave for the Council?" She asked with a wicked gleam in her eye, she seemed to be enjoying this just a little too much, if you asked Harry.

Not risking speaking Harry nodded his head all the while still blushing. Going to one of the walls she twisted an unseen knob and opened what looked to be a cabinet and fetched a brown soft looking robe. She throw the robe to him and turned her back chuckling still. Hurriedly lifting himself off the floor he shrugged into the loose fitting robe and cleared his throat to get her attention. Looking him up and down she nodded her approval and began walking to the large double doors at the front of the chamber with Harry following quickly on her heels. If she knew why he was here and not dead, he wasn't about to let her get away.

Pausing in front of the doors she turned and looked him dead in the eyes, black meet green, and there was a look of mischief in her eyes, she opened the doors and said with a wink.

"Oh and by the way my name's Jean…Harry."

TBC.

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