For those of you who also have read some of my other stories, right now I am working on fixing any spelling and grammar errors that I can before I write any new chapters. I already have some ideas for a few of my stories and I want to update them soon because I know it has been a while since I have done so.

Disclaimer: I do not own Winx Club or the Harry Potter series, those rights belong to Iginio Straffi, Rainbow S.r.l., Nickelodeon and J.K. Rowling respectively.

Harry's POV

Watching them gape at Hogwarts is amusing, but I have to snap them out of their staring because Duman needs help right now.

"Are you going to stand there and gape or are you coming with the wizards and I?"

Their heads snap towards me, blushing at the smirk on my face and the wizards amused looks.

"Don't worry, most people react the same way the first time they see Hogwarts. So shall we head inside?" I say, walking past everyone and up to the doors of Hogwarts. They don't say anything, but I can hear them walking behind me.

Once inside, they stare in awe again at the interior of Hogwarts. I can't blame them since I was the same way when I first set foot in here. Actually, I think I had an even stronger reaction then they did since I was new to the world of magic and they aren't. They have known who they are their whole life and from what Sibylla told me of them, they have had their fare share of adventures, so they must have seen grander things than Hogwarts.

"The school should be empty today since it is Saturday. There might be a few students who decided to stay for the weekend, teachers and some other things..." I say, deciding not to tell them about some of the creatures that live in and around Hogwarts. If we end up running into some of them, then I will tell them, but I don't want to freak them out since I don't know if they have ever seen some of the creatures that live on Earth.

They must have seen the 'don't ask' look on my face because they don't say anything. I figure most of them don't know what I am talking about (minus Bloom, Roxy and the wizards, who are staring at me with understanding looks), but must have decided it is better not to ask until we get Duman some help.

"Anyway, the hospital wing is where we need to go. Madam Pomfrey, the one I was telling you about, should be able to help." I say, leading them all down the hallway to the left of the entrance. It is a good thing for Duman that the hospital wing is located on the first floor because I don't know how well trying to get him up the stairs would have went since the staircases move.

I must have been lost in my thoughts because I almost run into the door leading into the hospital wing. Glancing behind me, I notice everybody looks lost in their thoughts and didn't see me almost smack into the door. I clear my throat to get their attention and when they are fully focused on me, I open the door to one of the most familiar places for me in Hogwarts. The first sight that greets me is Madam Pomfrey bustling around the hospital wing, tidying things up. Her hair seems greyer than I remember it being, but that is to be expected since she is in her early 50s now. Her blue eyes turn towards the door as we come in and as she spots me among the group, her eyes light up and she smiles.

"Oh my, if it isn't Harry Potter." She says, stopping what she is doing and walking towards me. When she reaches me, she brings me into a big hug. "My how you have grown. You were still a little 17-year old boy last time I saw you."

She pulls away from the hug and smiles. "So what brings you here? You look fine, so I am guessing it's not for something medical. At least I hope it's not. I saw enough of you in the hospital wing during your school days."

"I think you're exaggerating. I wasn't in here that often." I know I have been dragged into many adventures, but I don't think I have been in the hospital wing that much. Everyone else likes to tell me that yes, I practically lived in the hospital wing during my school years. I know I was in here a lot, but not that much. Madam Pomfrey raises an eyebrow at me, looking a bit amused.

"I don't think I am. You were in here so often you had a bed reserved with your name on it." She says, a slight hint of teasing in her voice. I pout, but she ignores it in favor of looking at the Winx Club, Specialists and wizards, who are standing behind me watching Madam Pomfrey and I interact. Some of them look amused, some concerned and others curious.

"Oh, who are your friends?" Madam Pomfrey asks, raking her eyes over each individually until she comes to Duman. Her eyes widen at the sight of him and she gasps, rushing over to Gantlos, who is carrying him.

"What happened to this young man!?" She asks, concerned. She starts examining him, startling Gantlos who looks like he wants to push her away, but I give him a look, telling him it is alright. He relaxes and lets Madam Pomfrey continue checking Duman.

"They are Bloom, Stella, Flora, Musa, Tecna, Layla, Sky, Brandon, Helia, Riven, Timmy, Nabu, Anagan, Gantlos and Ogron." I say, pointing to each as I say there name. They nod and smile politely at Madam Pomfrey. "The one Gantlos is holding is Duman and he is the reason why we are here. I scanned him and found that he has a case of magical exhaustion. While I know some first aid, I am not really qualified to heal something as serious as magical exhaustion, so I thought of you."

"That is sweet that you thought of me first dear, but why didn't you take him to St. Mungo's?"

"He is not from the Wizarding World. He is a different type of wizard, so I don't know how well taking him to St. Mungo's would have went and I would rather have someone I trust looking after him."

Madam Pomfrey's eyes soften in understanding. She is one of the few people I still trust in the Wizarding World.

"Alright, I will see what I can do." She says, then turns towards Gantlos and motions for him to lay Duman on the closest bed. Gantlos nods and gently lays Duman down on the bed, then steps out of the way as Madam Pomfrey comes over and conducts her own scan, this one probably more powerful than the one I did since she is more experienced then me in the field of medicine.

I am so focused on what Madam Pomfrey is doing that I don't notice until I feel a hand on my shoulder that Gantlos is standing next to me. He looks worried, which causes a twinge of something I thought I would never feel for any of the wizards again since the day they betrayed me: concern. I debate whether I should comfort him or not, but I figure since I already agreed to help them (plus I did show concern for Duman when they brought him to my office), I might as well comfort him. I want to believe it is because my heroic side likes helping people who are in trouble, villain or not, but I know deep down there is a part of me that still cares. Most people don't understand why someone would help a person who hurt them, but to me I am not going to stoop to other people's level, even if the person doesn't appreciate my help. If that were the case, Draco and I would have never become friends and business partners.

"Gantlos." I say, putting a hand on his arm in a comforting gesture. "Madam Pomfrey will do the best she can to help. She is quite experienced." I say, not wanting to give him false hope, but also wanting to comfort him. "She has to be by now since she took care of my various injuries in school." I joke, hoping that maybe a little humor will help relax him.

I figure it did as I hear him snort in amusement then whisper thanks to me before looking back over at Madam Pomfrey, who is done examining Duman. The slight frown on her face tells me that the situation doesn't look so good, but not bad enough that nothing can be done to help.

"You are right Harry. It is magical exhaustion." She says, turning to me. "It is causing his powers to become unstable, which is making him sick. The good news is that it is not going at such a fast rate."

"So we can do something about it then?" Anagan asks, sounding hopeful. Gantlos and Ogron also look less worried than they had been at the news.

"Yes, but we will need help from more wizards as I am not powerful enough to help him on my own."

"Will our magic be able to help?" Ogron asks. It is a valid question considering they are not like wizards from the Wizarding World and not many wizards know that there are more than one type of wizards that exist, so nobody knows what would happen if we were to combine our magic with theirs.

"It might be risky since we don't know what could happen if we mixed our magic with yours." I say, voicing my thoughts. Gantlos, Anagan and Ogron slump at that. I know they must feel useless not being able to help Duman since I have felt that same feeling several times during my adventures.

"Harry can help you, but where are we going to get other wizards who would be willing to help and are powerful enough?" Ogron asks. I already have the answer to that.

"I think we should pay Ron and Hermione a visit." I say, grinning at the thought of seeing my best friends again. We have all been so busy lately that we have not had time to talk and visit with each other. Plus, they are just as powerful as me and I know they will be willing to help since they always followed me into adventures no matter how hard I tried to persuade them not to. The wizards must know what I am thinking since they are grinning too.

"Ron and Hermione, those are your friends right?" Bloom asks.

"Yes, they should be able to help us since they are as powerful as Harry." Gantlos says, looking a bit happier than when he first entered my office.

"Then we are going to get your friends?" Tecna asks.

"Yes. If some of you want to stay here. you can. You don't all have to come with us if you don't want to."

"I am going to stay with Duman." Gantlos says, going over to Duman and sitting on the stool near his bed."

"I will stay with Duman too." Anagan says, nodding towards Ogron with a wink, who glares at him. I wonder what that was about?

No one else says anything. "So I assume the rest of you are coming with me then?"

"Yes, if you don't mind. We would like to see some more of the Wizarding World and to meet these friends of yours you keep talking about." Helia says, smiling at me. I smile at their enthusiasm, but am a bit wary. I know most people who discover a new world are fascinated and want to know more, but with a place like the Wizarding World, that can be dangerous. Not that they don't have their own dangers in their world, but the Wizarding World is also not the kindest of places at times.

"Alright, we will use the Floo Network again since apparating more than one or two people can be kind of dangerous and it is not a very pleasant feeling."

"So back to The Three Broomsticks?" Musa asks.

"Yes."

Bloom's POV

The trip back to The Three Broomsticks didn't take as long as the trip to Hogwarts did, which is probably because we were all preoccupied in our thoughts or talking to each other that we didn't notice until we were at the entrance to Hogsmeade. Now three of us are standing inside The Three Broomsticks by the fireplace again. Everyone except Harry, Ogron and I have already took their turns going in the Floo Network.

I watch as Ogron whispers something to Harry, who ignores him and turns towards me. "Would you like to go next or do you feel comfortable going last?"

"I will go next." Ogron says before I can answer. He has a frown on his face and is staring at Harry who looks like he is trying not to look at Ogron. I wonder what is going on between these two. I know the wizards tried to steal wizards' magic, but this seems like something more than that. There is something familiar about the scene in front of me, but I can't put my finger on it. Maybe I will remember it later, I think as I watch Ogron disappear in the fireplace. Now it is just Harry and I left. He smiles at me, gesturing for me to go first. I nod, going through the motions of using the Floo Network. I see Harry smile at me and then I am inside what looks like someone's house.

"Who are you people and why are you in our house?"

If you have any questions, feel free to leave them in a review or PM me. I will be explaining some things before each chapter like how old Harry is and what year this story takes place in, so if you have a question or are confused about something, I will answer them as best I can.