Switching dimensions was like being cut into small pieces, then being stapled back together. Needless to say this

produced a hella lot of cursing from Zeke. When Harry was able to open his eyes he saw they were in the shadows

of some type of city. The buildings were made from metal, making Harry breath deeply and the entire place gave

off a dung colored aura… except an old run down tavern like building. People were walking by it as if it didn't exist,

but Harry could see it radiated magic. He was about to head toward the magic building when several loud cracks

came from behind him. Turning around casually, he raised a brow at the four people that had appeared. They were

dressed in gowns, no robes he mentally corrected himself; he didn't want to offend these people. "Hey freaks

dressed in dresses can one of ya point us to the nearest of yer flying stick shops, I need me self something to take

my mind of the pain. This whole traveling is a pain in the arse ya know…" Harry groaned. God, why did he have to

become friends with a half demon? Then he mentally cursed he'd forgotten about disguises. Looking at Zeke he had

a feeling they'd need one soon. His friends pure black eyes, long whip like tail and pointed ears might make them

stick out, Harry didn't even want to consider what would happen if Zeke let his wings out. He didn't exactly blend in

either. He might have very well been born a mortal, but there was no doubt that he had been raised faerie. His skin

had a deep green tinge and his lips were stained black for one thing, there were also the marks which he knew he

wouldn't be able to hide.

The oldest of the four seemed to read his mind. He looked at him with annoying twinkling eyes and smiled "Don't

worry Mr. Potter, everyone has been informed of your..er current look. The wizard world is quite excited to get their

savior back, but let's save political talk for later. I do believe you need to go school shopping. As well as your friend,

I'm afraid I didn't quite catch your name…" Harry smoothly cut in before Zeke could do anymore damage, "This is

Zeke, and you must be the head master it is a pleasure to meet you. May I ask who the two handsome men behind

you and beautiful lady are?"

"How rude of me, of course, the woman right here is Professor McGonagall; the scowling man behind me is our

potion master Professor Snape. Last but not least this rather tall man is Hagrid; he will be taking you shopping

today." Harry nodded politely but checked each of the people out. He could tell the woman, McGonagall was going

to be strict, but hardly anything to worry about. Hagrid quite clearly had giant blood in him, but his aura was about

as dangerous as a bunny. The potion master though intrigued Harry. He was defiantly strong, and intelligent. There

was something Harry couldn't describe though it was almost as if…. Dumbledore brought him out of his musing as

he smiled brightly, "Now, of course their will be guards watching you, but we must be heading back to the school to

prepare for another year of education, have fun shopping dear boy." With that the old man was gone followed by

the woman then Snape.

Hagrid cleared his throat obviously unsure of what to do, "What do you say we go and get your supplies, here I

know I've got your list somewhere..." Hagrid pulled out a wad of paper. With a sheepish grin he unfolded them and

handed an envelope to each boy. "Now if you'll just follow me I'll take yer to the wizard village..." Harry nodded and

followed Hagrid through the unaware crowds. Mentally trying to block out the images of suicide Zeke was sending

him.

A/N god, I should not be allowed to write stories, hehehehe I have a couple more chapters already written but I hate my writing, this story is already started though so I have to finish it lol. Sorry I postponed putting this up for so long, the next update will be waay soon, then I'm going to utah, so uhh yeah sry again...