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Harrison's POV

He let out a breath that he had been holding when the humans left. There had been good information in their words. The lunar flower maiden could feel them just as they could feel her.

Slipping from the room he followed his nose. It led him deep into the bowels of the building. Kiba soon caught up to him at a door; much to the younger's surprise. The older wolf only shrugged not giving an explanation.

Before either of them could open the door it was blown away. Both boys stepped back and away from it. The stench of a Noble's blood filled the air. Both wolves had to hold back a growl at the sight of an old man.

Harrison knew that most of the Ancient and Noble Houses in the Wizarding World had Noble blood. This old man was no exception. His was prominent and only a look into his ice blue eyes told them what they needed to know. This human knew exactly what they were. Just as they knew what he was.

In the old man's arms was a girl with purple hair. She was unconscious but the scent was unmistakable. Lunar flowers blooming. She was the Lunar Flower Maiden.

The man said in an old voice that made their hackles rise, " Wolves, eh? It would appear that it was you who woke her. You have my gratitude."

Kiba snarled, "Who the hell are you? The Flower Maiden is belongs to the wolves."

The man smiled as he replied, "If you want to get her back, follow me. Open the gateway to paradise. We will meet again soon, wolves."

With a loud crack he was gone and the alarms began to sound. Harrison gripped Kiba's arm. There was no time to consider if he was a wizard, squib, or muggle. The only way they were getting out of here without being caught was the same way the Noble left. Apparition.

He focused the image of their camp into his mind. Then the tale tell sign of being squeezed through a tube was felt. With a loud crack they landed in the snow next to their camp.

Kiba wheezed next to him trying to regain his breath and balance. He probably should have warned the older boy but there had been no time. If anyone heard him speak they would know who broke in. They would have thought that the two boys stole the Lunar Flower Maiden. That kind of heat was the last thing they needed.

Kiba growled, "I hate Wizarding travel. I guess that answers the question on whether or not you have a Wizarding background. Things will be easier for you now. You can hide better than I can."

Harrison shook his head as he replied, "It's not as convenient as you might think. My father will never stop hunting me. Are you a squib or you don't have magic at all?"

Kiba gave a grim smile as he said, "All wolves have magic. Some just can't access it as easily as you. I can only tap into mine under the full moon."

So a squib. That didn't mean he thought any less of the older boy. It just meant he was different. He knew what it was like to be looked down upon for something he couldn't control.

Harrison said his eyes turning to the sky, "It's late. We should sleep while we can. No doubt there will be trouble come morning."

Both shifted into their wolf forms and curled up to sleep. If they were expecting a restful nights sleep. They were sorely mistaken.

Dreamscape

Snow once more lay around him and a raven flew above him on a brisk wind. There was no voice to guide him but he knew what he had to do. Follow the raven.

The snowy terrain was familiar he had run across it for many days. It was the terrain at the bottom of the mountain. However they did not stay at the bottom. In fact they quickly began to climb. They went higher and higher. It became difficult for him to keep his balance. The paths were slippery and rocky. It was a lot different from his original path.

Before he reached the top the scenery changed. It was still a snowy landscape. However he was surrounded by trees. A sense of danger came over him. Something was wrong about the area.

With his ears listening for any sound he stealthily made his way through the trees. What he saw surprised him. Two shadow figures stood fighting. One was much larger and darker than the other. The smaller one had something in its hands. It was trying to use it as a weapon.

A familiar voice said, "Lukas, wake up. Lukas you need to wake up. Now!"

End of dreamscape

His eyes snapped open blinking away the sleep. It was just after dawn and Kiba stood in his human from above him. Harrison shifted back into his own human form. After a brief stretch of his tense muscles he frowned.

The air smelled of smoke. The acidic smell left a bad taste on his tongue. Every wolf had memories locked deep within them. Sometimes they could be brought out by such scents.

Kiba's own blue eyes were lost in the memory. Harrison thanked his father not for the first time for insisting on them learning to occlude their minds. Otherwise he too would be lost in a memory that was not his own.

He bumped the other's shoulder to gain his attention. Harrison could hear the city coming to life. If they were going to leave it had to be now.

Kiba said his eyes coming back into focus, "I am heading back south. Most likely after Cheza. What about you?"

Harrison nodded to the mountain. It seemed that despite their paths crossing this was where they would separate. Each wolf to their own destiny.

Kiba grinned tiredly as he stated, "Good luck, Lukas. I'm sure we will meet again."

Then he shifted into his wolf form and disappeared into the snow. Harrison stated after him for a moment before nodding. He couldn't stay there and his raven was waiting. Time to go.