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St. Mungos Hospital

Artemis's eyes shot open. He could still taste and smell the blood. He panted as if he had just run a thousand miles. It is simple, he thought, The dream was a figment of my subconscious mind. The nightmare was a simple embodiment of all the stress I have been feeling. The nightmare had no meaning.

But Artemis knew he was lying to himself. Did that explain the fact something had made him faint, that it was by no means a reaction of his body? Did it explain the fact that no one around him had caused it either? Artemis shook his head. Perhaps it did have meaning.

Artemis looked around himself. He was in a hospital most likely. He noted gratefully he was still in his suit. He was in a white room on a white bed and there were a few people sleeping in the beds next to him. He looked at one of the people, it seemed they had a gash that couldn't be healed easily judging by the bloody bandages wrapped around him and the large number of potions on the bedside table next to him.

Artemis heard the door opening and he turned to look in that direction. There was a woman with motherly features in a doctor's outfit. She looked at Artemis and smiled.

"We didn't expect you to be awake this early. I'll go get your visitors," she said. Artemis cocked his head.

"I have visitors?" he asked. The lady smiled again.

"Yes. I believe they were in the same battle you were in," she said. Artemis closed his eyes. Of course it would be the Order members. They would want an explanation of why he had passed out and what had happened in the rifts through time and space. Artemis opened his eyes. He wouldn't tell them about the fairies, but the least he could do was explain the state Harry was probably in.

Artemis looked up when the nurse came back with some Order members in tow. Tonks, Hermione, Ron, Lupin, and Mrs. Weasley had come and Tonks was the only one who looked friendly. Artemis smiled stiffly.

"I trust you all are well?" he said formally.

"Thanks to you." Tonks said cheerfully. Everyone else just nodded stiffly. Artemis just half smiled, his mask of icy composure still covering himself wholly.

"I'll save you all the pain of asking. I believe you came here not out of concern for me but for concern of the state in which your friend Harry is in?" Artemis said. Again, they nodded. Artemis sighed. "I cannot tell you all about my world. By what Fred and George had told me, my world is similar to yours. My world is the same, only there is no trace of your type of magic. It is your world as Muggles," Artemis inwardly cringed as the slang-like term left his lips, "see it. There isn't any wizarding magic. Though I wouldn't worry about Harry. He is with some friends whom I would entrust my life with."

Tonks brightened. "That is great!" she said, clapping her hands together. Hermione looked at her flatly.

"It is good that you would entrust your life to them, that shows us they are trust-worthy. But Death Eaters are very powerful and they don't hesitate to kill someone. I'm not sure your friends could stand up to them." Hermione said. Artemis wordlessly slid out of the bed and stood up. Mrs. Weasley made a move to stop him but Lupin held up his hand to gesture to let him continue.

Artemis walked to the next bed to the person with the hard-to-heal gash. The eyes of the Order members followed every movement he made. Artemis gently laid his fingers on the man's chest. The man still slept on through all this. Blue sparks traveled down his fingers and made an eerie little dance on the man's chest. The bandages sort of melted into the man's skin and the gash sowed itself together. The Order members watched in silent astonishment.

"I think," Artemis said, taking his hand off the man's chest and flashing his vampire grin at his audience. "that if my friends have more of the magic I have, they can take care of themselves."

A cave somewhere

Holly felt like all reality had just crumbled, and in a way, it had. Commander Root was alive? How was that possible?

"Julius?" Holly asked, her throat so tight she barely trusted it with speech.

"Don't call me Julius," the commander said flatly. Holly leaned her head against the cave wall.

"By the gods…" Holly had some sort of delayed reaction. She went deathly pale and No1 began to get really worried she was going to faint again. He was right to worry. Holly's eyes rolled back and she passed out. Root and No1 looked down at her a moment.

"Why did she have such a violent reaction to your arrival?" No1 asked Root. Root looked at him flatly.

"She saw me get blown up by a bomb," he said. No1 stared at him for a moment.

"It is impossible to come back to life. How did you survive?" he asked. Root sighed, irritated.

"I didn't survive. I don't know how I came back to life so don't bother asking. I'm not sure what happened here while I was gone." Root said. No1 went slightly pale.

"Confusion, bafflement, perplexity, bewilderment, mystification, bemusement…" No1 started listing off words again. Root rolled his eyes.

"Will you stop that and tell me what the D'Arvit you are?" Root growled. No1 quickly stopped listing words.

"I'm a demon warlock." No1 said meekly. Root looked him over with a critical eye.

"All the demon warlocks were killed when the time spell went wrong." Root said. No1 shuffled uncomfortably.

"Well, almost all of them. The leader of the circle, Qwan, turned them all to stone before they died. Sadly, shock killed most of them, and the head snapped off one. Qwan was the only one to survive. I was born on Hybras." No1 said.

"How did Hybras manage to get back to earth? I don't think one demon warlock would be able to take it back on his own." Root growled. No1 made a small squeak.

"Well, to make a long story short, I was at the volcano crater without silver. I was brought to earth and this girl kidnapped me. Apparently, two young mud people had figured out the time spell. One of them was the girl named Minerva and the other was…"

"Let me guess," Root began, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Artemis Fowl."

"Correct." No1 said.

"Why is it," Root began, "that anytime the fairies have a situation the mud boy some how gets involved?" No1 shrugged.

"Well, Artemis and Holly saved me from Minerva, but someone who worked for her named Billy Kong had a strange prejudice against demons. He demanded that Minerva get him another demon and she said it would take seventeen months. Then he tried, er, motivating her by threatening to kill her employee and her father. Then Artemis called him and said that it was possible to still get a demon." No1 said. Root reddened.

"And Holly said no way and brought you back to Haven, right?" he said in a dangerous tone of voice. No1 shuffled again meekly.

"Well, no…" he said. Root reddened profusely.

"What, pray tell, did she do?" he asked dangerously.

"Well, she went along with Artemis's plan, and it all ended up with Holly handcuffed to a bomb, Qwan flesh and bone again, and all three fairies and Artemis getting sucked to Hybras." No1 said. Root grimaced.

"It went from bad to worse didn't it?" Root asked. No1 looked up, surprised.

"Yes, how did you know?"

"You have not been on as many Fowl-related 'adventures' as I have." Root sighed.

"Well, a demon named Abbot who was a pride leader at the time took the demon pride to meet us. Qwan recognized him as the demon N'zall who was the one to originally break the circle of warlocks and create this whole mess in the first place. Qwan started revealing secrets about Abbot and, well, obviously Abbot wasn't too happy about it. Qwan and I then realized Abbot had had magic. Abbot started saying it was impossible for him to have magic since he was a fully warped demon, normally that would be true but not in this case. Then Artemis said that Abbot had stolen the magic in the time tunnel. Abbot asked him how he would know. Then Artemis made this spark of magic fly around like a tiny firework. He said he knew because he stole some himself." No1 braced himself for obvious reasons.

"Fowl WHAT?!"

The LEP HQ medical wing

Qwan woke violently. He breathed heavily for a minute then regained his composure. What had that dream meant? The connection between him, No1, Holly, and Artemis would make them have the same dream, but what did it mean?

Qwan looked around himself. He was probably in a hospital of some sort in Haven. Exactly what had made him lose consciousness? His train of thought was interrupted when a woman wearing a cross between a LEP uniform and a hospital uniform.

"Oh! You're awake. I'll tell your friends they can come in now," she said. She bustled out and came back in with everyone minus Trouble in tow. Harry still had this blank confused look.

"You had us worried with your just passing out like that." Butler said kindly. Qwan crossed his arms.

"You didn't have to be worried. If I could survive being a statue for ten thousand years, I can survive unconsciousness for a bit." Qwan said. Then he turned to Harry. "Harry, who were those men? It is obvious you knew them."

Harry looked up. "They were my godfather and mentor. The man who said to get to safety was named Dumbledore. The other was my godfather, Sirius." Harry said. Qwan cocked his head.

"Where are they?" Qwan asked.

"Trouble went to pick them up in the shuttle." Mulch said. The mechanical doors behind them slid open to reveal the men from earlier and Trouble.

"Right on cue." Doodah mused.

"Good evening. I trust you are well?" Dumbledore said kindly to Qwan.

"I'm fine, thank you, though I am a little more worried about the both of you. It isn't everyday someone comes back from the dead." Qwan said politely. Sirius smiled ruefully.

"I see you all aren't going to be driven from the topic." Sirius said.

"Of course we wont! I want to know what happened to my godfather and professor!!" Harry said, nearly shouting. Sirius gently patted Harry's shoulder.

"We'll tell you Harry, or if you want a more accurate description, Dumbledore will show you," he said.

"How could he do that?" Minerva asked. "I highly doubt you were able to get a video camera to the land of the dead!"

Dumbledore smiled mysteriously and there was a twinkle in his blue eyes. He picked up a cup that was on Qwan's bedside table and held his wand to his temple. Everyone watched in silent awe as Dumbledore took the wand from his temple with silver webbing clinging to it. He dropped the webbing into the cup.

"Gather around the cup please." Dumbledore said. Everyone including Qwan formed a tight circle around the cup and everything went dark.

A/N

MWAHAHA!! Yet another evil cliffie! I have a habit for them, don't I:P I'm sorry I didn't skip over No1's explanation. I wanted people to actually see No1 getting to know Root's irritable ways and I wanted people to see his reaction to the fact Artemis had magic. (If only for a short while to their knowledge.) Sorry if it was OOC. It was hard to juggle the scenes and the character of the people, but I did my best. Review!