The two reappeared in Tokyo, next to a broken-down warehouse. They looked around in search of a nearby street they could get on. Harry glanced to his right and very faintly spotted figures moving back and forth.
"This way," Harry said, still holding on to the women's hand.
Harry led her towards the moving figures and they soon found themselves in the middle of a crowd of people hurrying about to their distinctive locations.
"Wow…I never thought Tokyo was this busy…" Harry said, looking around in amazement.
"Well, at least compared to London…" the woman mentioned.
They continued on, looking in every store they could see, until they came to the end of the first street.
"Well, where do we go from here? We need to find six Eel eyes…" Harry sighed.
"We—" the woman began.
"Eel eyes?" a voice said from behind them.
Harry turned around to find the source of the voice and was greeted by nothing but air.
"Huh?" Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Over here!" the voice called again.
Harry sighed and turned to his right, almost falling over. There, no more than three feet in front of him, stood a lady who looked as though she could have been dead. She was a tiny woman with long, grayish hair that fell just past the middle of her back.
"Eel eyes?" the lady repeated.
"Yes…" Harry muttered, looking down at her.
"Like Sushi?" she asked again.
"Sushi?" Harry mused, a confused look upon his face.
"It's umm…Oh! Its raw fish, Harry…" the woman replied.
"Raw fish? Eww…"
"Just say yes," the woman said, nodding her head in the direction of the lady.
"Yes," Harry replied.
"Eel eyes…Sushi…that way!" the lady snapped.
"What?" Harry asked, trying to understand the lady's rapid speech.
"Eel eyes…Sushi…that way!" the lady said again, but before Harry could ask anything else, the lady ran off down the street; darting onto another and out of view.
"What did she mean by that?" Harry asked, turning around to face the woman
The woman rolled her eyes and explained, "She means that we can find Eel eyes up the street in a local Sushi restaurant."
"Oh…" Harry replied, looking down at his feet.
"Well, are you coming?" she asked when she noticed he hadn't followed her.
"Yeah, sorry…" Harry said, snapping back to reality, "I'm just a little confused and I need answers."
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that you haven't told me who you are, where you came from, how you found me, and…what you were doing at Malfoy's…"
"Oh," the women replied.
"Oh? That's all you're going to say?" Harry asked, becoming frustrated.
"Not now, Harry, please just drop it for now, we're here anyways…"
Harry stopped walking and looked up at the sign above the door, then pushing it open, they stepped inside. They were greeted by the noise of many guests as the chatted with one another. Harry looked around and finally spotted a worker.
"Excuse me?" Harry asked, politely.
No reply.
"Excuse me?" he tried again.
"He can't understand you," Harry looked to notice a young lady walking towards them, "Hello, I'm the manger of this restaurant, is there anything I can help you with?"
"Umm…do guys have Eel eyes?"
"Yes, we have an assortment of different foods. How many would you like?"
"Six, please," Harry replied, looking around at the different kinds of food.
"All right then, be back in a moment…" the manger replied, leaving them to explore the restaurant as she looked around in back.
"Wow, they have some pretty interesting creatures to eat; I've never had sushi before, I wonder if it would be any good," Harry murmured, "I'll have to try it some time, just not now…"
"Yeah, I've never had it either, but some of this stuff looks rather disgusting…"
"Here you go…" Harry nearly jumped out of his skin when heard the manger speak.
"How much?" the woman asked.
"Ten yen…"
"Ten yen?" Harry asked, rather confused.
"Yen are Japan's currency, like ours are euros…" the woman said, staring at Harry.
"Oh…"
"Here you go, ten yen…" the woman said, handing the money to the manger.
"Great, here are your Eel eyes," the manger said, handing a small bag to Harry.
"Thank you very much, good day!" Harry called on their way out.
"Your welcome, come back and try our food some time!" The manger called back.
"Will do, thanks," they both managed to say before the door shut behind them.
"All right, we have the third item on the list, the next one is…" Harry said, lifting the piece from his pocket, "Manhattan, New York…that's in America isn't it?"
"Yes, what do we need to gather from there?" the woman asked.
"Five Viles of Hellebore…"
"Hellebore?"
"Yeah, what ever that is. I guess will have to go and look ourselves, till we have no luck and then ask for help. "
"All right then, are you ready to go?"
"Yep, hold on," Harry muttered, grabbing a hold of her hand.
Harry looked down at her hand, curiosity spreading across his face. Her hand felt familiar, but he was just going to have to wait.
"Something wrong?" she asked.
"No, nothing, let's go," Harry smiled up at her and disappeared.
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Harry still had a grin upon his face when they arrived, but he quickly replaced it with a look of awe. He let out a gasp as he turned his head upwards into the sky.
"Wow…these building are really tall," he said.
"Yeah," the women replied, looking from one building to the next.
"Ugf…" Harry grunted, as he was pushed sideways off balance.
"Watch were you're going!" he heard a man say.
"Well, that's one thing that doesn't seem to change, a person's respectfulness…"
"Where in Manhattan are we exactly?" the woman asked.
"Uh…" Harry looked around him and spotted a board with a red dot reading 'You are here', "Um, we're close to central park, which I'm guessing is over that way."
The woman looked where Harry had pointed and sighed. She was becoming tired. They had been searching for that last three days with out a moments rest.
"We should probably start looking; is there a nearby library or book store?" she asked.
"Umm…yes, at the very end of this street," Harry replied, "Shall we head there, first?"
"Yes, there are plenty of books that might carry information on this herb," she said, starting off down the street; followed closely by Harry.
'URG! Why won't she tell me who she is? That voice! Just like Hermione's; and her hands…WHY!'
"HARRY!" he heard someone scream; jolting him back to reality.
Harry didn't have time to react as the woman jumped at him, sending them to the ground with a thud.
"Ouch—" Harry started but stopped when he heard a pair of tires squeal.
Harry watched as the car approached the intersection, listening to the sounds of a woman screaming. Then to his horror, he realized that her brakes had completely failed her. The sounds of other cars stopping caused people to turn their heads.
Harry then heard someone cry, "SOMONE HELP HER!" then another, "SHE'S GOING TO FAST!"
The next thing Harry heard turned his stomach inside and out, "RACHEL! RACHEL! GET OUT OF THE ROAD!"
Harry turned to see a small child standing the center of the road, too frightened to move.
"RACHEL!" Harry heard the mother shriek again.
He looked around at the car and saw that it was approaching fast. He jumped to his feet and looked once more. Then without warning, Harry ran into the road and pushed the little girl out of the way just as the front of the car collided with his left side, causing him to fly up and over the roof of the car. He had hit the car several more times before landing with a thud on the ground; motionless.
"HARRY!" the women cried, running out onto the street.
Several onlookers cried out in horror as they watched the proceeding hit the curb, flip several times in the air, then jumped when the car had finally landed on the ground. People rushed to the wreck to help the women while some ran out to Harry.
"HE SAVED MY BABY!" the women heard the Child's mother scream, as she hurried over to them.
"HARRY! OH MY GOD!" the women cried, looking down to find several large gashes protruding from his stomach to the middle of his back.
"SOMEONE CALL FOR HELP!" the women heard people call out.
She carefully flipped Harry over and began to weep when she noticed the larger gash across his chest. She brought Harry to her chest and cradled his body.
"Hold on, Harry, help is on its way! Please, Harry, stay with us!" she cried, trying to stop Harry from shaking. Then she saw his eyes flutter closed as his pupils rolled into the back of his head.
"HARRY!"