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'Ahhh did anyone else noticed he didn't suggest WHERE to sleep.' Said Dom with a cheeky wink at Kel, while Neal made gagging noises in the background.

Kel pulled her mask in place, and turned away trying to hide her blush. The man Dumbledore had called Tom, came closer to the three strangers standing in the middle of his pub, eying the swords strapped to their waists'.

'Excuse me, but if you are ready I will have your meals served.'

The large grumbling in Neal's stomach decided the answer for them but Dom spoke anyway. 'With many thanks Sir.' And with that he sat down at the closest table.

'Does anyone know what just happened?' Ask a very confused Kel.

'I have no clue.' Answered Neal laying his head on the hard wood table.

'What!' Exclaimed Dom, in mock horror. 'Sir Meathead, the almighty daffodil has no answer,' and through himself off his chair in a false faint.

Neal didn't even bother to lift his head, while Kel pulled Dom back on to his chair and hit him on the back of the head, scolding. Dom still smiling lent back on his chair swinging back and forth. 'What's that?' He asked pointing to the glowing globe on the ceiling.

Tom, who happened to be walking back with the food, gave Dom a funny look, before placing the food on the table. 'After your dinner I will show you to your rooms. Would you like three separate rooms?'

Kel, barely understanding the man's accent tried to decide if she trusted Neal and Dom in a room by themselves. Deciding that the boys would fair well enough on their own she answered. 'Three rooms thank you Sir.'

'Dumbledore also told be to hand you some new clothes. I shall leave them in your rooms.' Tom looked once more at the trio's clothes before walking away, muttering about 'young people these days.'

The friends ate their food slowly, to confused and tired to talk. Only when Neal had eaten his last vegetable (on behalf of much will power from Kel) did Tom come back to show them to their rooms. Rising from the table Kel, Dom and Neal drew curious glances from the occupants of the room. Each person who dared to meet one of the trio's glances got a curious glance of their own in reply.

Kel towered over Tom as she was lead up the stairs. They had left Dom and Neal on the floor below. Having them on the same floor was not the smartest idea Kel was sure, but she was too tired to say or do anything about it.

'Here you go Miss.' Said Tom unlocking a door. 'If there's anything I can do for you….'

'Would you mind bringing me up a bath?' Asked Kel.

'There's a shower in the bathroom.' Said Tom, giving Kel another funny look, before saying goodnight and walking down stairs.

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Kel was running through ancient halls, Dom and Neal at her side, swords drawn. Chasing behind them was a cloud of black, closing closer and closer. All around them came screams. Coming towards them was a tall figure, taller even the Raoul. Slim and forbidding it glided down the hall. Lifting the hood of its cloak, a half formed face appeared, red blazing eyes glaring into Kel's own.

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Kel awoke screaming. Quickly she muffled her mouth by her pillow, in hope that Raoul hadn't heard her. Coming back to her senses she realised she was not in her own room. Memories came flooding back of the previous day. Remembering all that had happened, she felt oddly lost and homesick.

Morning left Kel feeling no more rested then the night before. Last night she had tried the 'shower' as Tom had called it, and was not dying to try it out again. The whole point of a bath thought Kel, was to soak all the dirt and grime off you body. How could that happen when the water streams past you like a waterfall? She was now also nursing serval burns on her back from the ever-changing water. Scrubbing her face Kel changed into the clothes that Tom had lain out for her.

The pants were of a dark blue material she had never seen before. Tight fitting, they almost seemed stretchy. Pulling them on, the pants clung to her body far more then she would of liked. Under the pants was a short tunic of the likes she had never seen before. The tunic came down just bellow the top of her pants, and left her arms very bare. Deciding there was nothing she could do about it, she clipped her sword onto her belt and left the room in search for Dom and Neal.

Kel found Dom walking out Neal's room, wearing clothes extremely like her own. Kel expected the worse when she saw Dom's expression.

'Kel, I can't find Neal.'

No she was wrong, this was worse then she expected. 'What do you mean you can't find him?'

'Well he's not in his room, he's not in my room and he is quite obviously not with you,'

Kel stood thinking for a while, before deciding that they should go ask Tom if he had seen Neal. 'Let's look down stairs, and if he's not there we shall ask Tom if he has seen him.'

Going down stairs Dom couldn't keep his eyes off the strange clothes people were wearing, strangest of all had been a young mot wearing a shirt with no back.

About to show Kel, he realised she had walked over to Tom. It turned out that Tom HAD seen Neal.

'He's out side looking at cars.' He said, looking unamused. Kel thanked the man, before walking back to Dom.

'Do you know what cars are?' She asked, and Dom who was about to say that he had no idea was interrupted.

Neal had come running into the room, looking excited.

'Guys come look at this!' He exclaimed. 'They look like their run by magic-'

Kel recognised the deep chuckle that interrupted Neal. Dumbledore had come up behind Neal and placed his hand on his shoulder.

'Come now there is plenty of time to look at cars later, but now I must get you to Hogwarts.'

Neal was rendered speechless by the old man who now stood at his shoulder, while Dom and Kel were trying not to laugh at his expression.

' Good morning Sir,' said Dom after he had controlled his laughter. 'But may I ask, where are we and what are we doing here?'

'Where are you? Well you see, you are in the exact the place you were before I brung you here.'

'But that doesn't make sense,' said Neal with a look so annoying, she was sure Dumbledore would hit him.

'You are a smart one young sir,' responded the old man. 'No it does not make sense when I put it like that, but really all I have done is pulled you into the future.' He would not give any more explanation to the confused faces in front of him. Instead he turned and beckoned them to follow.


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