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Harry's POV

Lucius and Severus ended up spending the at the school with him. The next morning though he was called away to another Murim meeting. The same masters were in the meeting. It looked like the same as before. Disciples and Torrent clan sat with him.

The Sunwoo clan elder Kwon was the first to break the silence when he asked," Well did the procedure work? Or should we come up with a new plan that does not involve placing all our hopes on a child?"

Not one to back down from a challenge he said," I have my ki center fully healed and I'm able to use my techniques freely."

He could tell by the way the man's jaw muscles tightened he wasn't happy. Harry maybe a Gryffindor but he wasn't stupid. He knew that Kwon wanted him as a figure head. If this had been before Hogwarts or Yoochun that may have happened. That wasn't possible now.

Kwon said taking his seat," Well then. Well done and congratulations seem to be in order."

Harry bowed his head in thanks. Kang Sung said standing," Thank you Shioon Lee and Ha Ill Gang for volunteering. Is there anyone else volunteering for this mission?"

There was only silence as his answer. It seemed only Harry and Ha Ill had the guts for this mission. Or the lack of self preservation.

Harry said standing," If that is all then Ha Ill and I will will make our goodbyes."

Ha Ill stood next to him nodding. Kang Sung gave him a knowing look. The elder wanted him to stay but they both knew he couldn't come out and say it.

It was a short meeting for the two of them. Likely the others would stay and talk about how to get them back. That didn't really concern them though. At least not Harry. He really didn't plan on coming back. What would be the point? More fighting? More war?

Ha Ill said when they were in the elevator," I'll meet you at your apartment in tomorrow. We should leave today to say our goodbyes. Yes i know how to use the floo."

He had opened his mouth to just ask that before snapping it shut. He smiled faintly and said," Then I will see you in England tomorrow."

They shook hands went their separate way. Harry went back to the One Moon School. He was trying to find a way to tell Severus and Lucius. They would no doubt disapprove of him using the veil. In fact there was no doubt in his mind they would try to stop him. It was called the veil of death for a reason.

Still he had already said he would do it. To protect the world he was apart of he would once again risk life and limb.

He was so lost in his thoughts that he bumped right into Lucius. The blond man asked steading him," Okay there, lad?"

He blinked up at the man. His decision was made for him in that moment. Undone by the earnest expression he shook his head. Confused by his shake the man led him to his rooms.

He was pushed to one of the arm chairs and Lucius sat across from him. Of the two he could have been found by he was glad it was Lucius. The man was much easier to speak to than Severus Snape.

Lucius asked once he settled," What is going on with you, lad? Don't try to deny it. I can see the pain in your eyes."

Not knowing where to begin he asked," What do you know of Murim?"

"Not much. There were only ever a few instances that the ministry had to deal with one of Murim. Even then they were typically sent back to their clan for punishment." Lucius said sitting back thoughtfully.

Well that was something at least. Some people were told terrible lie about the Murim. That's why many people saw them as monsters. Guardians were viewed even worse by both Murim and the rest of the of the world. This would aid him in explaining both about himself and his duties.

He put his elbows on his knees and interlaced his fingers resting his chin on them. No matter how he put this it would be a shock for Lucius. As it was for him when he was first introduced to the world.

Finally he said softly," Those of Murim use inner energy known as ki. Ki flows through everyone and everything. It is the essence of body and spirit. It is simply a matter of unlocking it. For the longest time no one knew when exactly they appeared. Just that they had. Two weeks ago it was made common knowledge to the high ranking members including myself. Murim did not originate from this world."

Lucius stared at him intently. He could tell the man was trying to discern his truthfulness. One didn't simply make something like this up.

"Murim is from the Elemental countries. When they came here they created a portal. One that can only be crossed by one of Murim," he continued hoping against hope that Lucius wouldn't put two and two together.

Still the man stayed silent so he took it as a cue to keep going," There is a war coming between the two fractions of Murim. The traditionalist like me and then the Reunion. They believe that all techniques should be open for anyone to learn. Even the dangerous ones. So far two heavenly ways masters are on each side while fifth and last is undecided. Guardians... haven't been able to be contacted yet."

That was a lie. He was in theory supposed to be the leader of the Guardians. As the vessel of the guardian of the forest he was supposed to be the strongest of the five. Though he had never met the others he had the feeling he was the youngest of the five. With that it would be harder for him to gain their respect.

He shivered at the thought. All the stories of guardians made them seem like monsters. Yet, Sien wasn't a monster. He had a spitfire of a temper but was a far cry from a monster.

Lucius asked carefully neutral," What are the plans then?"

Taking a deep breath he said as calmly as possible," Ha Ill and I will travel to the elemental countries. We will try to gather techniques there until the masters return us."

How long that would be was the question. If they survived that was. There was so many variables. So many things could go wrong. Then again that's why they asked for volunteers. There was no guarantee that they would make it back alive.

"How many people know lad? Outside of the obvious?" Lucius asked concerned.

He replied looking away now," Just you. I don't know who Ha Ill will tell. He is saying his goodbyes and we will meet up at my apartment in Enlgand tomorrow."

The man seemed to relax a fraction. Like Harry he was having a hard time processing this. It was a lot to take in. Harry had years to get used to the strange things that happened in Murim. It was even more strange than the Wizarding world. That said a lot considering all the things that had happened. Werewolves, vampires, dragons. Still it truly didn't compare to the things he seen in Han Chun Woo. His teacher and mentor. That man almost didn't seem like a man the last time they saw each other. He had seen the dangers of the techniques they used. What could happen if they lost control. He shuddered at the thought.

Such a movement didn't go unnoticed by Lucius. The man's gaze never wavered from him. It wasn't cold but there was a calculating gleam in them. No doubt he was trying to find a way to get more information. The information he wasn't willing to share.

"How do you and your friend plan to get to this country? I assume this portal isn't easily accessible," he asked contemplatively.

Harry sighed. How much to reveal? If he revealed too little the man wouldn't accept his answer. If he gave too much away the man would try to stop him.

Instead he chose what he hoped what was a middle ground," It is in the ministry. I can't tell you more than that," because you would try to stop me. That last part was left unsaid.

Lucius to his relief accepted it without complaint. The man had long since learned how much he could push before it sent them into a fight. Neither wanted their last day together to end in a fight. Especially considering there was no telling when they would see each other again. If they would see each other again.

He lost what little color he had in his face at the thought. One of them could die while he was gone. Both of them could die. On top of that there was no guarantee he would be able to come back.

He felt an unexpected pain in his chest at the thought. Most of the time he considered himself alone in this world. He had lost so much and had practically lost the will to keep living. Then now and again a light of hope would flicker into existence. Hope would breed into a reason for living again. It always brought pains to his chest just like this.

Lucius expression turned into one of concern. When the man went to rise he waved him off. Eventually the pain receeded as he knew it would. These minor attacks were nothing serious. As long as he kept calm and his breathing even they would pass in a few moments.

When he could speak again he said," Sorry. Sometimes I have these attacks. They don't usually last longer than a few moments thanfully."

Lucius said worriedly," Panic attacks. How long have you been having them, lad?"

He honestly didn't know how to answer that. These minor attacks had happened on and off since he joined Yoochun. Occasionally they got to where he couldn't bring himself out of it but that wasn't often.

After several moments he said," They come and go. Usually after something traumatic and stressful they start again."

"This is the first I'm hearing of this," a voice said from behind them.

Shit! He knew that voice. Many times it had come out just as cold when he was in potions. Severus Snape was standing in the doorway his arms crossed. There was no anger in his eyes though. They were scarily blank.

In all honesty Harry would rather have him angry than indifferent. Indifferent was harder to predict. It could also change at a moment's notice. The unpredicablity made him extremely nervous.

He flinched when the man moved closer to him. It was hard not to notice the flinch and Lucius stopped him from moving any closer.

Lucius drew his attention away from Severus when he asked," What's going on in your mind right now, lad?"

He looked between the two men cautiously as he said," Nothing. I'm fine."

He was far from fine and they knew it. Still Lucius didn't press for answers. Instead he chose to watch him carefully. Severus for his part just stood by the far wall. His dark gaze watched him carefully.

He shook his head. It wouldn't hurt to let Lucius fill Severus in. He couldn't risk having another attack. So he leaned back against the arm chair. Taking a deep breath he leaned back against the back of the chair.

Lucius' POV

When it became obvious Harry wasn't going to say anything else he and Severus began talking quietly. When he glanced back Harry was asleep. The boy's breathing was slow and even. It was still early in the morning so it made him wonder how much sleep he had gotten.

Judging by the dark circles under his eyes not much. There was no doubt in his mind the boy had nightmares. After everything he had been through he would be more worried if Harry didn't. By the look in Severus' eyes the dark haired man felt the same.

Deciding it would be best for them to leave the room they made their way to the cafeteria. Once they both had a hot cup of coffee Severus asked," What caused his panic attack?"

Lucius said tiredly," Harry and his blond haired friend plan to leave our world. They are going through some kind of portal. It will take them to a place where they can gather skills long lost to this group. There's another war coming."

He could see the blood drain from his friend's face. The thought of war so soon after the one that just ended was terrifying. Thankfully for them they wouldn't be facing the prospect of fighting again. It was not their world that was fighting. Murim wouldn't want their help anyways.

Still Harry was going to be apart of the war. Honestly Lucius would happily switch places with the boy. It hurt to think that the boy would be facing another war. Third in his lifetime. Even if he was only a baby during the first.

Something about what Harry had told earlier bothering him. What was this portal? Why did it make his heart pound in fear?

Harry's POV

The next day came all too soon for him. They had returned to England once he had woken up from his nap. The trip through the floo was quick and they had been met by Hermione almost immediately.

It was obvious that his friend had been out of her mind with worry. The thought made him feel guilty for not saying goodbye. Then again he always saw goodbye as bad luck. It showed you never thought you would see the other again. So he left a letter at his apartment for each of his friend's.

Ha Ill had arrived early that morning with a grim look. No doubt he too was having second thoughts. It was too late for them to pull back now. They promised to go to the elemental countries. There was no way either of them would go back on their word.

A ding brought his thoughts back to the present. They had just arrived in the department of mysteries. For a moment he froze. His mind flashed back to the last time he was there. When Sirius had been killed.

His chest tightened painfully and he feared he would have another attack. It was rare that he had ones so close together but it did happen. He nearly attacked Ha Ill when the older man touched his shoulder.

Their eyes met and he found understanding in the other's eyes. No pity. No hatred. Just plain understanding. That was what made him remember why they were here.

He couldn't save Sirius but he could try to prevent a war. Or at least get the tools necessary to save lives. So he nodded squaring his shoulders. Ha Ill watched him for half a second more before he too left the elevator.

The Unspeakables who were there didn't even give them a glance. Out of all the Wizarding world they knew the most about Murim. It was dangerous to allow this but it also had its advantages. Like letting two men into the Department for a suicide run. At least that's what they believed. Hopefully it would work out.

They went through the maze of rooms heading for the Viel of Death. When they found it Harry found it had not changed at all. It was still the tall arch that still haunted his dream.

Ha Ill asked giving him a worried look," Are you okay, kid?"

Glancing at his friend he said with a nod," Yeah. I'll be okay."

Now was the last time they could back out. It was now or never. Green eyes met grey. Neither of them were going to back out. Not this time. There was just to much on the line.

Almost as one they activated their ki presence. The air grew heavy with the power of their combined presence. A sound similar to muttering drew both men's attention. It was coming from the viel. Harry remembered vaguely that he heard the sounds before. In his fifth year.

As they drew closer it almost sounded as if the muttering was getting louder. Still neither of them could understand what was being said. When they stood directly in front of it they exchanged glances.

Ha Ill shrugged his eyes asking the question both were wondering. Are you ready? As one they both stepped through the viel. Neither had to nod or say anything. It was an unspoken agreement. They had come too far to back out.

A white light surrounded Harry and he knew things would never be the same again.