When Harry opened her eyes, she fully expected to be in her bed to be truthful. So, imagine her surprise when she saw, not her ceiling but a glowing green orb hovering and crackling in the sky a above her.
"Well, I don't think this would be the most ideal place to go to sleep. We are however in the south and your customs are so very different from what I am used to." a male voice sounded from somewhere to her right. He sounded like one of the pure blood snobs from back home only far more sarcastic.
"Normally I would agree but, this lovely patch of dirt, just begged to bed used as a bed. " Harry responded back with equal sarcasm.
"Hmmm, that may be so, but I would advise moving, to you never know when the rift is going to open and demons are going to come out. " this time there was an underlying hint of concern in his voice. Suddenly a head appeared in her vision. The man had cinnamon skin with inky black hair and a moustache. He had brown eyes that seemed to hold a wicked boyish charm.
"You are more than likely right, but then again I don't remember going to sleep here in the first place, so that might also be a concern." There was no way Harry was going to tell him what she had actually been doing, before walking up under the rift as he called it.
"Ah, yes that might also be a bit problematic." He held out his hand to help her up. Once Hart was standing she looked around before turning back to the man before her. He appeared to be wearing some sort of armor. None the like of which Hat had seen before. He also had a staff strapped to his back. So it seemed magic was known here that was somewhat good news.
They were standing in a small meadow that looked as though it had recently been on fire, as the grass was burnt in places.
"I am on my way to Haven, I must warn them about the army marching on them. I must be crazy to even try, but i just can't let them be overwhelmed without at least trying to give them time to prepare." He finally said as Harry brought her attention back to him.
"I don't suppose I might tag along just to find some sort of civilization if not else. " She asked. Anything was better than just standing in the middle of nowhere, even if where he was heading did have an army headed for it. Not like she could die anyway.
"Yes, the south does seem to be lacking a certain level of sophistication."
"The south, I take it your from the north then?"
"Ah, my pardon, Dorian Pavus, at your service."
"Harley Rose Potter, pleased to make your acquaintance."
"Now that introductions are over we had better get going."