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Author's Note: Ugh, I'm not too good at describing something.

Scene Nine

The Ulras City

"How could it be?" Sirius and Remus watched disbelievingly as they saw Harry rode a big black stallion named Blade, a temperamental horse, easily. Blade ran to them with Harry's guiding scaring the hell out of them. He stopped the stallion right in front of them who were cowering behind an oak tree, grinning madly. Doran and Burhan whistled loudly.

"Damn it, lad. You're one hell of a rider," Doran remarked.

"Yeah, the moment you touched that stallion, he just tamed and allowed you to climb and rode him. I myself was almost kicked by him the first time I neared him, and that was because of my reflex that I could avoid it. Have you ever ridden a horse before this?" asked Burhan calculatingly. The lad's stance was good unlike his older friends.

"Yes, I have." He petted the neck of Blade and made him neighed happily. Harry climbed down and gave Blade back to him. Sirius and Remus were out of their hiding after making sure the stallion wouldn't go chase them.

"Really? I don't know that you can ride, Harry," Remus stared at him like he was a ghost of something.

"Of course, you don't know. It was happened when I was 8 years old. The elementary school was having picnic in a ranch. The Dursleys didn't have a choice but to let me go with others. We were allowed to ride a pony under the surveillance of the workers there. Dudley was dropped from the horse every time he climbed. I bet the brown pony, I believe her name was Micky, thought that he was too heavy," he chuckled followed by his guardians. "So in the end, he hated those mini horses. I myself was riding a white pony named Bingo. He was very cute and pretty. I liked him. I rode and played with him for an hour before I wasn't allowed anymore. The problem wasn't time but because other ponies kept near me that they didn't allow others to ride them, pretty ridiculous" he smiled at the memory which reflecting many children crying because all ponies were flocking to him like ants to sugar. Then he frowned. "Dudley was jealous at the time and he told it to his parents. They punished me after that because they thought it was because of my 'freakiness'," he snorted.

Sirius and Remus were fuming at his story, while the others who heard it frowned and wanted to meet the Dursleys in order to give them a piece of their minds. "They punished you?" he nodded. "When I get my hand on them, they will be sorry…" Sirius growled.

"If we can go back to our world that is," they sobered up.

Yesterday the other rangers were informed about their mission there. They would gladly help him if they wanted them to. The journey to Ulras city was still long. They would need a week more to reach their destination. But the spirits were heightened by the wizards who showed them some tricks with their magic. They were strengthening their friendship along with the journey.

Edella and Soran, Remus' mount were allowing them to ride them after Harry asked them to, albeit hesitantly, much to their delights. Though sometimes they still thrown them and –if horse could do it- grinning naughtily.

Harry made close friends with Caracas and Arthan, a 22-year-old guy who was very good at sword. He was taught by Arthan, Doran, Esallar and Soryan, a 77 years old man, who because of his long life expectancy didn't even look like an old man, about sword handling. It was hard for him because even that Helos fixed his malnourished body so it wasn't too scrawny anymore he was still too thin to wield heavy sword, though they said he had a knack on it, which pleased him greatly.

Remus and Sirius didn't have any problem with the lesson. Sirius, because he was taught of the sword art when he was a child by his father, and Remus because of his werewolf' power. This directed them to the question of 'do they need to say about the fact of Remus to them?' Eventually in a day before they arrived at Ulras they decided to tell them in the night when they were resting.

The rangers were surprised at first but then they accepted it. Doran said that it was because of some reasons like: Remus was a great help for them, he wasn't evil, and that it wasn't his fault to become a werewolf in the first place, beside he only would be a furball for 3 nights a month. But they asked him not to go near them when he was a werewolf to avoid any incident, except if he could control his inner best. Remus, Harry, and Sirius were relieved of this. Remus even shed some tears which making him mocked by Sirius. Remus promised them that with Sirius' animagus from, he would be more controlled, but he complied with their request. He was glad they didn't shun him. Now, he was thinking that maybe this world was good for him. Sirius and Harry of course noticed it, but they kept quiet.

The Next Day

Esallar saw the glittering small lake from faraway, indicating that soon they will reach their city, Ulras. 2 big twin mountains in the north and a rather big forest in the east were completing the beautiful scenery the city produced.

"We almost arrive!" he shouted enthusiastically.

The trio breathed deeply feeling awed at the amazing panorama they saw. They still couldn't see the city since it was still too faraway and Doran said that their city was covered up by the forest from here. "It's beautiful," Harry gasped.

The rangers who heard it were smiling proudly. "It is," Caracas agreed wholeheartedly. "Even if we're away from here we always remember our homeland—oh sorry!" he apologized.

"Nah, that's nothing! In our world there are some places like this too of course, but none was so natural like this."

"Really? How are the cities in your place?" he inquired.

"Well, if you're asking me about the wizards' ones, they are not too different from yours. You could say that wizards didn't follow with muggles' technology. In muggles' point of view they will think of wizards' city seemed like in medieval era, ancient time—that if they can see the city of course." He paused. "But if you're asking me with the muggles' ones, they were so dense, many big and tall building that even reached hundreds of meters in height. There are no horses for transportation, but car, motorcycle, plane, ship. Swords were forbidden to use widely except for exercise—"

"What do you mean by that? And what is plane, car, or motorsackle?"

"Motorcycle," he corrected Caracas. "Swords were forbidden because it is dangerous. Beside, using swords in our time will prove as a foolish thing to do since we can just shoot you with a gun, bombing you and many other things that didn't require the presence of someone to kill. Actually there are many other reasons beside that. And motorcycle, and car are land transportations. We made it from metal with the power of fuel. It can easily defeat horse in race competition and it had more… if you can say it as 'stamina'. Plane was for air transportation—yeah, it's true. It was faster than any other transportation of land or water that I know of. They kind of like birds. I don't know the details about them so just leave them be. Who knows someday you can go there and see it for yourself." Caracas listened eagerly.

"That's interesting. Do you think I can take a look at your world?" he asked hopefully.

"I don't know," he shrugged. "We don't even know if we can go back to our world and maybe it will be years from now."

He sobered up, but then smiled, "Hey, Do you want to see my inventions?"

"What invention?" asked Remus.

"You better not, Remus. This guy here almost burn his home when he tried to make," Aisha, one of the female healer gulped down then continued, "His inventions… You will live longer if you don't get close to those things. Trust me! I experienced it myself."

The trio arched an eyebrow.

"That's not true!" he protested.

"I advise you to believe in Aisha's warning," Esallar warned them. "Once, he almost kill me with his 'invention'," he sarcastically said the last word.

"Ah, yes. I myself see that event. Quite preposterous that incident!" Delan joined in, a grin was plastered on his face. Esallar glowered at him.

"It's not you who almost get killed!"

"Hey, I didn't kill anyone," Caracas objected. The trio watched the scene amusingly

"Care to tell us?" Harry pleaded to Delan.

"Don't tell them, Delan. I warned you," Esallar threatened.

"Sorry, Esallar. But you just peak our curiousness. Tell us!" Sirius requested happily.

"Sure," he glanced with a smirk on his face, sneaked a quick look at his friend who was sulking right now. "Well, it happened 3 years ago. Caracas was trying to make a complete system to make uh… what it is used for, again?" he tried to remember.

"A device to make breakfast without having to prepare it himself," Aisha supplied.

"Ah, yes. That thing."

"I was there too. One of the parts was 5 knives to slice meat or vegetables. That was its purpose, but Mr. Inventory here didn't make it right. Esallar, me, Delan, and Eret was going there to discuss something with him in the morning. At the time, he was testing it. It went nuts, 5 knives flying everywhere when we entered the house."

"Yeah, and I almost get killed by one of them," he gritted his teeth irritably.

"Just one inch above his head. We all ducked after that, but he was too shocked. And another knife was imbedded between his legs," he snickered. "You know what I mean."

"Oh, yeah. Very close at the possibility of not having kids in the near future," Sirius teased. Remus and Harry were choking. They coughed to cover their laughs, but it wasn't working. Esallar grumbled under his breath. The others burst in laughter.

"So do you still want to see his inventions now?" Aisha smirked.

"Of course we still do!" Caracas whooped in joy, while the others stared at them like they grown 3 heads. "We ourselves are pranksters," blank looks met his statement. "Pranksters are people who make jokes?"

"Oh." Chorused all. "You don't look like the type," Delan blinked.

"Don't trust appearance! I assure you we broke many rules and got more punishments in a week than the other students' 7 years of schooling," Remus stated proudly.

"Hey, I'm not prankster!" Harry protested,

"Indeed, but you have a knack to broke rules, even if you don't mean to do it. Ah, Prongs Jr. doesn't follow his father's footstep. I'm very sad," he pretended to sob hysterically. Others were smiling.

"Prongs was the nickname of my father. He was one of the members of the group of pranksters named Marauder." Harry explained at their inquired gazes. They nodded understandingly.

"Hey, think that we can make him to follow our footsteps, Moony?"

"Hm… maybe, Padfoot. I can see his potential on becoming an excellent prankster like us and the Weasley twins, I believe the twins would agree too. Though I think the society will be shocked by the change when they see him." Renus grinned.

Sirius snickered. "Let them see that Harry Potter can't be ridiculed. Do you agree, Harry?"

He thought about it for a moment then nodded surely. "Okay, everything to make Malfoy's life miserable if he dares to trick me."

"Look! There are many who welcome us!" Doran pointed at their front. It was indeed true. Children, old people, girls, young men, and adults were welcoming them. The trio could hear the shouts of joy from them. The women whose husbands were in the group were trying to find them worriedly afraid if they died in the orcs battle. Some were crying when they were informed by their deaths, and some tried to comfort the ones who lost their loved ones. Some others were crying in happiness to see them back alive. And a few who saw the 3 strangers observed them curiously.

"Who are they, Doran?" all were quieted when a voice from behind said the questions. All heads turned to see the trio who were nervous at being stared at. Doran laughed, and eased their worries.

"Those people are our guests. They helped us in the battle against the orcs. I will tell you in the meeting house." The said man, a blond with tall body and brown eyes, quite handsome nodded satisfied to know they weren't enemies. Doran was a person who could see the bad or good people, and he believed his judgement. "Faran, Aisha, why don't you show them our city," he requested.

They nodded happily and motioned them to follow. The trio was glad to be away from the curious glances. The injured ones were sent to the healer house and the others went back to their homes. Doran, Esallar, Dain, Delan, the blond man, an old man with a white beard that reached his shoulder and a pretty black haired woman entered the meeting house.

The Trio

Faran showed them everything starting from the lake where they were welcomed by the citizen then the river, small stream, the forest and at last the city. Actually in the trio's view it can't be categorized as a city but as a rather big village. Some houses were made of stones; the others were made of woods.

"There are some wells in this place; the biggest one is in the center of the city. Right now we're in the east side of it. See that big tree over there?" Harry saw that it was indeed a big tree with diameter of 4 meters and probably around 50 meters in height. He nodded.

"Under that big tree is the biggest well. Want to see it?" she offered.

"Faran, I should go home now. Why don't you show them the well?" with that Aisha leaved them.

"Well, guest it's only me now." She said. "Let's go then." On the way she told them things that attract their attentions.

"Behind the forest, there is a big meadow that we use to breed and feed horses. You might want to see them later."

"Ugh, no thanks!" Sirius refused. "I have seen enough of them." Faran giggled.

"There is a beautiful waterfall in that mountain," she pointed at the right mountain. "The water from it ended in the lake in the left mountain then streaming down to the Hal lake, which you have seen before."

"Can I see it later?" Harry asked fascinated.

She shook her head. "Sorry, Harry, but there isn't enough time today. Maybe later?" she suggested after seeing his disappointed looks.

He cheered up. "Thank you very much!" She smiled and continued with her explanation about what the people did as their jobs.

The Meeting House

"Well, that's the story," Doran gulped down a mug of water to wet his dry throat after telling them the story.

"That's quite interesting." The blond man said. "Do you think we can trust them? Afterall you said about that curse of werewolf," he tapped his chin.

"Yes, we do. If you worried about the curse we can let them build their house rather far away from the city. Maybe in the mountain near the Dale Lake, it isn't too far or too close to the city, we only need 20 minutes if we walked fast. Anyway that curse only activate for 3 days when there is full moon, Ariad," he tried to convince him.

Ariad pondered it for a moment. The old man stepped forward. "You said that he could at least be controlled by his friend who was a dog animagus—isn't it?"

"Yes. They said that it is a rare ability of wizards to change into animal that suited them the most." Esallar stepped in the conversation. Kaluga, the old man nodded satisfied.

"And what do you all actually think of them?" the black haired woman asked. Her aura was mysterious, her black gown, hair and eyes added the mysteriousness. Her clothes and attributes told everyone that she was a respected member of the Dunedain race.

"All of us who were together with them from the old forest accepted them. I can see that they were not lying though I know they still held some secrets," Doran informed. "What do you think of them yourself, Fiona the seer?"

She stared at them for a while and spoke, "I can see that the black haired boy will have a great destiny. The stars and Valar will always guide his life. The other men held big roles in his life too. They will help us to defend against the darkness of Mordor. I agree that we should help them and in return they help us against the dark lord and his filthy orcs. We'll build their house near the Dale Lake. Everything there will help them to train more than in the city. And it won't endanger us from the Mr. Remus when his werewolf curse activated."

"Well, if the seer agreed then I will agree too." Ariad sighed in defeat. Kaluga nodded too.

The rest of them were smiling in relief.

TBC……………

Yay, scene nine is over. Claps for me!

Next will be the time when they build the house, the interaction between the citizen and the trio.

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