A/N: Ah, a new chapter! Thanks so much for the comments guys, I'm really glad you're liking the story so far! My next chapter should be out on the 30th.

It had been a long and harrowing year. Much too long, in Goku's taste, for this hunt to have dragged on.

It had taken all of Harri's summer before he found the first Dragonball. When Bulma had said to Kuririn that she had forgotten her Dragon Radar, it wasn't because she'd actually forgotten it. It simply didn't exist anymore. Her father had taken it apart- thinking it was useless when nothing showed up on the radar- and used its parts for other machines. Particularly, the pieces that Bulma had personally made.

The blue haired teen needed to make a brand new radar- from scratch- again. Goku spent a lot of that time doing training exercises, listening to magic theory books Harri had managed to smuggle in order to read with him, being shown around Bulma's city by Oolong and Yamcha, listening with disbelief to the petty fights Yamcha had with Bulma, retelling said fights to Harri to share a good laugh at their expense- not caring about the few times that Bulma caught him in the middle of reenacting one- and genuinely enjoying the cooking of Bulma's father's nanny bots.

Then, finally, when he had a new radar, he set out on his cloud and found the first Dragonball easily. By then though, someone else had decided to look for the Dragonballs too. They weren't too happy that Goku got to one that they'd been in the area looking for, for the entire summer, within a matter of seconds.

They destroyed his Nimbus then, like how Harri's broom had been smashed by the Weeping Willow during her first quidditch match of this year. With his cloud gone, Goku had needed to borrow a (stolen) plane to fly all the way up north. When it ran out of gas after two full days of flying, he had needed to walk in blizzard conditions without proper attire because- he hadn't known just how far north he needed to go!

Eventually he'd fallen asleep in the snow. It was only thanks to Harri constantly checking in on him- and yelling very loudly for help, he was told afterwards- that he was eventually found by some village girl who brought him to her home. He spent a week thawing, during which Harri desperately researched her new class material for ways of strengthening the magic in the Window Wood with something that she called laylines. Supposedly, a layline was some sort of powerful magical boost that Hogwarts had been built on top of. The moment that she succeeded, Harri sent Goku a vial of potion that had healed him instantly.

The feat alone was fantastically miraculous. They could now send each other things! (So long as whatever was pushed through the Window was small enough to fit and, at the same time, sturdy enough not to smash upon arrival. Goku had tried to send Harri an apple once, just to test it, and she received apple sauce instead of the perfect fruit that it had once been. It made them both rather weary of trying to put their own hands through the small Window, so they hadn't tried.)

Harri then showed him how she put an extending charm on a bag that looked no bigger than a coin purse. Inside the bag he watched her put in a thick coat, several servings of food, and a flask she'd told him was filled with hot chocolate. All things that should have never been able to fit into the bag- yet easily slipped in anyways. When he received it he was able to get everything that she put in out of it without any trouble. It was amazing.

The very exchange felt life changing in of itself. Goku was finally able to have something tangible that physically told him Harri was real. He'd always known that of course, but now he knows. Her very sent had been on the clothes- something he noted and memorized almost instantly.

It was sweet like the vanilla Goku smelt when deserts were made in the Brief household, woodsy as though she spent her days on tree branches, and female- similar to Bulma, and plenty others he began to be able to differentiate by that particular scent, but also different because it was distinctly Harri.

(Later he'd asked her if she had spent a lot of time near a tree recently. While she had given him an odd look for it, she still confirmed that there was a tree on Hogwarts grounds that she liked to study under on warm days. There was also the fact that she often spent time in the quidditch pitch on her broom- also made of wood.)

Harri told him that she'd wear the coat when it became winter where she was, which had still been a few months off since it had been early October at the time. So Goku had stuck her coat back into the magic coin purse each time that he hadn't needed it and gotten it back out again the moment that he did. And he had needed it a lot.

Along with a potion that warmed him so much that steam seeped out of his ears.

His task was to search for a single stone tower amongst a snowy wonderland. He'd spent the better part of two months out there searching, being fed by Harri- who had enlisted a very helpful elf to smuggle from her school kitchen- and digging small dens in the snow so he could sleep safely during the night. Harri had checked in on Goku even more regularly than usual, making sure that he was still warm and well fed and not endanger of another cold induced slumber. In a way, it was really nice.

Just after Halloween- after Harri shared with him how an escaped convict had entered the school in pursue (so Harri was told) of her life- Goku had finally found Muscle Tower and the second Dragonball. With the mayor freed, he led Goku back to the village with relative ease.

The trip took less than a week- something Goku was determined not to be annoyed by.

He didn't know what direction he was supposed to go in initially because he had been sure that he could use the radar to guide him. But there were so many snow storms that made it so he could barely see his own limbs that he didn't want to risk the delicate electronic getting broken- which would have truly left him stranded. Only when he was safely in a den did he dare to bring it out, though only briefly to check direction. On the rare occasion where there was no storm to wad through, it was ridiculously easy to get turned around. Everything in every direction was a sparkling white and if he didn't watch where he stepped then the fluffy snow that went up to his hips could suddenly deepen to well above his head.

Besides, the trip back was made decidedly easier when there weren't regular snow storms to hinder their progress. Something Goku was told was caused by a machine within Muscle Tower, the stone tower he had destroyed.

At the village, he actually got Nimbus back, which was a nice surprise. The mayor of the village that the girl who saved Goku belonged to was familiar with clouds like Nimbus. He'd told Goku how Nimbus could never truly be destroyed and when Goku called for his trusted cloud the yellow cluster of air and water came to him with no damage to be seen. It had been a very joyful day.

That is, until Goku realized that his Dragon Radar had, in fact, broken during his battle within Muscle Tower. He had to fly all the way back to Bulma's to get it fixed. Again. By then Bulma had decided that she wanted to go along with him and that she was taking an early Christmas break to do so. She then showed him how she could shrink herself so she could ride within his top- something that was uncomfortable but more easily dealt with than having her cling to him from behind like Kuririn did when his fellow disciple went on Nimbus with him.

That's when they then proceeded to an entire month long search and chase for the next Dragonball.

It had fallen into an old cavern in the sea, one that was deep and had once been occupied by pirates that turned the place into a maze of death traps that made the easiest way to the Dragonball the most perilous.

To make it worse the cavern system was worn from so many decades of disuse, which meant that they had to be careful of what they touched and how much noise they made to avoid hundreds of tons of water caving in on them. Since they had left the surface thinking that it would be a quick trip to the bottom of the ocean they hadn't really brought any supplies with them either. So Goku had to share his food and fresh water that he got from Harri with his friends who had accompanied him.

Goku dealt with his frustration at his friends constant need for breaks by requesting of Harri that they finish any new issues of Knights of the Zodiac (at least the characters got to fight). After a while, it might have become routine to listen to Harri read to them all from one of her books to pass time while they rested. Other than Knights, the rest of the books read were mostly comparing fairy tales from her world to his, along with comparing the different tales told between non-magic and magical children in her world. While Harri had tried to read the theory on transfiguration magics, she'd noticed that only Goku had been able to follow along with her and had stuck to the fairy tales since.

Bulma's favorite part was criticizing each story, pointing out all the flaws in the character's relationships and how they wouldn't last. She did this rather bitterly.

On the other hand, Kuririn seemed to have an endless fountain of questions for Harri, which meant that Goku had to wait a long while before his fellow student went to sleep so he could talk to Harri by himself- by which time she'd often run out of time if she were to maintain good health. The times where Kuririn had lost Goku time to talk to Harri one on one, were not happy ones for his bald friend. Yet despite Goku's foul mood directed at him, Kuririn only seemed encouraged in his actions. So Goku started the habit of walking off with the Window when Kuririn started to talk for far too long and ignored all looks sent his way each time he did it.

Then they realized that they were being chased. It was by the same people who had initially destroyed his Nimbus and hid a Dragonball in the middle of nowhere in the arctic by using a weather manipulation machine. These people were an army, apparently, whom went by the name of Red Ribbion and whose symbol was simply RR. Unfortunately, the RR general that had followed Goku and his friends into the pirate death maze managed to snag the Dragonball first. Goku had to then chase the man for days across the world, after narrowly escaping the underwater death maze that the RR had purposely tried to collapse on top of them.

It was both parts luck and the Dragon Radar that allowed Goku to finally catch up; luck because when the Radar was stolen from him and smashed, he was able to give it to Harri through the coin purse to fix- something he should have done before rather than bother to go all the way back to Bulma's house. Then he was able to use the machine to track the moving Dragonball and hunt down the infernal general who had wasted his time.

When Goku eventually made his way back to Bulma and the others it was purely to tell them that he was going to continue the search on his own, fed up with the interruptions and slow downs.

Of course that didn't mean that there wouldn't be another one. The next Dragonball was found within a desolated village within the woods, at the base of a tower that went higher than the clouds. The RR army had gotten there before him in search of the Dragonball, assumed (correctly) that the villagers had hid it. Only to kill them all for not revealing the location. Only one small boy and his father had remained. They called themselves Bora and Upa. After they learned of why Goku wanted the Dragonballs they told him the story of what happened to their village. They then revealed to him the four star ball- his Grandpa's ball. Out of habit he kept it separate from the rest he'd collected the moment that they had handed it over.

It had been a good thing he put his Grandpa's ball above his heart.

A mercenary had been hired by the RR and sent after him. They fought and he'd done so recklessly. He'd let Upa's father fight first, only for the man to be killed before Goku could even react. While the man may have insisted, Goku still felt like he could have done something more. In the fight Goku had used the Kamehameha in anger, he'd put everything into it. And the mercenary had dodged. Tired and shocked, before he could blink the mercenary had charged a Ki attack of his own and fired it. The Dodan Ray had hit him right over the heart. If he hadn't put the four star ball there, then Goku wouldn't have any heart at all anymore. Not to mention how it saved the Window Wood from getting destroyed.

When he'd recovered from that Goku then climbed the white tower that rose into sky, having been told by Bora how it could make him stronger and encouraged by an enraged and grieving Upa who had just lost said father. He spent three months at the top, training under an anthropomorphic white cat who called himself Karin.

During that time Harri found out that the killer who had escaped magical prison was actually her godfather. He was someone who her parents had trusted implicitly when they were alive. And said godfather had betrayed her parents to their murderer. That had marked the start of an incredibly troubling time for Harri, where she kept close to Hermione- her only true friend at the school- and made sure that Goku had everything he needed to succeed on his quest.

Harri had practically buried her head in books by the time Goku made his way down the tower again, but she was better versed in charms, spells, enchantments and even curses geared for battles and the making of enchanted items or spaces where no one but those she intended could enter or find. It fascinated Goku, all that she could do with her magic. In turn what he found he could do with Ki seemed to fascinate her just as much. Enhancing his body to it's extremes by actively circulating the Ki through his body wasn't something that Harri could do with her magic no matter what she tried.

When Goku reached the bottom of the tower the mercenary was waiting for him there, with the beaten and battered Upa at his feet. The boy who was the last of his people hadn't told where Goku was and Goku felt a surge of pride for the younger and somewhat cowardly boy for it. He'd fought the mercenary then, the man introducing himself as Tao for the first time, and took Tao down with the same mercy that man showed his victims- none.

It hadn't been deliberate... okay maybe it had been a little bit. But when Tao tried to attack Goku when his back had been turned, Goku reflected the attack with a little bit... extra added to it. The reflected attack had been too much for Tao to take because Goku had to direct Upa away from the tattered body that was left behind. He wasn't broken up about the death... but Goku wasn't proud or happy about it either. Even if he did feel that it was deserved for all that the man had done.

It was with a heavy heart that he told the tale to Harri later. He only felt a little lighter after he knew she didn't look down on him for it. In fact, she reminded him instead how she'd had to re-kill Voldemort twice more already, taken out two professors who were supposed to be teaching her how to protect herself from the dark, and might have to kill again by the end of the year if her godfather finally found her- like all her peers and professors whispered or worried the man would do.

Lastly she reminded him that the man had been a mercenary. While it was unknown who it was that he was hired to kill, the fact remained that he killed for a living and that if he had managed to kill Goku then he would have only gone on to continue killing people. And by the greeting he'd given Goku, along with how he'd treated Upa and Bora, it was clear that the man didn't actually care about who he had been hired to kill. So, good or bad, Goku had also saved many lives.

After making sure Upa would be fine on his own for a bit Goku went in search of the rest of the Dragonballs. He went straight to the RR headquarters, where they kept five Dragonballs all sequestered together. That is, all the ones he had gathered himself, plus one.

It had taken him less than a day to raise the place to the ground.

Unfortunately the last general of the army decided then that he would take as many Dragonballs as he could carry with him as he made sure to outrun Goku within a mechanized suit and promptly started another chase across the continent. Goku wasn't happy about it. Especially when the Radar kept loosing track of the Dragonballs. (Harri theorized that it might have to do with what the Dragonballs were being carried in, their signature that the Radar picked up on being blocked, much like how there were charms to keep non-magicals from seeing or paying attention to magic.) Thankfully it had taken him under a week to find the man then, and the man paid the price dearly for Goku's troubles- his own machine detonated without any prompting from Goku, and he hadn't found anything but the smell, machine parts, and Dragonballs after.

By then Goku's friends had gotten worried as they'd sent a machine out to find him and found him headed towards the RR headquarters. They'd arrived to help him but were greeted by fleeing soldiers too cowardly to face Goku or their generals.

Goku only found out about their worry when he realized that the last Dragonball was missing. He'd gone on to find the sixth missing Dragonball and ran into Chichi. She was the daughter of the Ox King, who ruled Fire Mountain. Said mountain had been obliterated by Master Roshi via Kamehameha wave during the first search of the Dragonballs.

That girl, Goku quickly found, reminded him of Harri's descriptions of fans. She fancied him, he saw quite plainly, but he had no clue why. When he asked she'd clammed right up and said nothing while she looked at him as though he'd said something taboo. When he'd tried to ask why she was doing that, she had caught him off guard with a strong strike, which had enough power behind it to send him into the nearest tree. It was off putting and left him confused.

Maybe it had something to do with her father. The Ox King had offered his daughter up like some sort of prize after Goku had brought her back to him.

Now though, Goku wasn't even sure if he wanted to be her friend. Throughout the entire encounter that girl had rambled on and on about made up scenarios- much like Harri's fiction books, but worse because they were all about him and her and she sounded like she really wanted it to be reality- that made no sense. He'd only spent a day within her presence (that's including the time spent this year added to the little time spent during the first Dragonball search) at most. And the entire time it had just been her talking because every time he tried to add to the conversation she'd either yell or stare at him with wide eyes like he'd just said something completely barmy. Or really, something against this image she seemed to have of him. One of the few times she paused for him to speak was when she'd asked him what he did the most. He'd answered with training for the next World Tournament. The look he'd gotten in return- like it wasn't even an acceptable topic to talk about- didn't fill him with much confidence on the friendship front.

When Harri heard, she'd been hesitant. Then managed to encouraged him to be kind since Chichi sounded rather lonely to her. And the girl hadn't done anything specifically mean to him. For all they knew it could be another case like Ginny- Chichi might just be trying hard to connect with someone she admired and was going about it the wrong way.

The redhead was starting to get better after all; Harri had gotten two full sentences that made sense out of Ginny this year. As Goku jokingly pointed out, she'd only had to save Ginny's life from a possessive diary and deadly thousand year old king serpent.

With the Dragon Radar not being broken- it clearly displayed all the Dragonballs Goku already collected- he went back to Upa to tell him how his journey was doing. Upa had been sat beside his father's grave. It was apart from the other decimated villagers graves because Upa had dug it himself but wasn't strong enough to move his father's body. Goku himself had a grave here, dug by Upa as well. While it was lucky that he hadn't actually died, Goku was still touched from what the other boy had tried to do for him.

He brought Upa with him then as he went in search of Baba Yaga, the Turtle Hermit's sister, who was a witch that could help him find the final Dragonball. The moment he'd gotten a chance he'd asked Harri later, if she could also find the Dragonball for him, after he found out Baba's absolute nutter price.

While Harri had confirmed for him that it was possible with the finding spell, she was limited to her own reality for that. If she was to help him she'd have to have a Dragonball with her for a while but then she'd be able to make an enchanted item that could follow it as well as Bulma's Radar could- just without any interference that the Radar seemed to be receiving. Then she'd add an impervious charm to it so that it wouldn't break at the smallest of things.

(When asked why she hadn't just done that for the Radar, Harri had informed him of the unfortunate relationship between magic and mechanics. The only reason she had been able to fix the Radar with magic before was because she'd actually listened when Bulma went off on her rants about how she was building the thing while she chased Goku around for making fun of hers and Yamcha's relationship squabbles- despite laughing the entire time it'd been happening. So she was able to put it back together without using magic to fill in the gaps of what she didn't know about the Radar in an attempt to get it to do what she knew it should.)

It was a promising aspect but one that would take months to do with proper study and calculations and it was going to be summer soon on Harri's side of things. So Goku gathered his friends and set about a miniature fighting tournament at Baba Yaga's house in order to find the final Dragonball.

Goku wasn't sure what he'd do when he found all the Dragonballs though. On one hand he and Harri had already waited years for the chance to bring her to his world. On the other... Upa was now without a loving family and culture. That boy was completely alone. But it was likely that the Eternal Dragon could rectify that with a single wish. Which meant that Goku now had two wishes. He was reluctant to put any above the other because they were both important.

After some consideration, Harri told him to ask the Dragon what it could and couldn't do- if there were time limits even- before he went and said his wish.

A little more than a day passed before Goku won Baba Yaga's tournament. During said tournament, he'd gotten a surprise visit from his Grandpa. They'd spoken for as long as they could, but Gohan couldn't stay past sunset, when Harri would make her regular call and would have been able to speak to him too. But Gohan did tell Goku that he was proud of them both, of how strong they were, and had even mentioned how he had seen Harri's smile that day.

Right before he disappeared he'd leaned down and given Goku one of his very much missed hugs. While he did so, Gohan whispered quietly into Goku's ear. Goku had been left to hug the air, his face suddenly, impossibly red. He couldn't even yell at his Grandpa for being the cause of it. Still... Goku wouldn't be letting his Grandpa down.

Then he'd turned to the old witch- who had magic like Harri, but also not really- and found the location of the last Dragonball. It had been in the possession of the imp who had tried to fry him under glass at the end of the first Dragonball hunt. Remembering that, Goku hadn't been in the mood to be very nice when he went to retrieve it.

Finally the sun had set. Slowly, Goku stood from his place sat at the base of the white tower that reached heaven. His heart beat wildly in his chest. Nerves churned his stomach until it felt like he might be sick. Then he looked towards Upa.

The boy had sat himself down at his fathers grave once more, a small hopeful smile on his face as he patted the fresh dirt there. It made Goku's heart hurt even more. Especially right after he'd gotten to talk to his Grandpa. Was it possible for the organ in his chest to be torn in two by mere emotions? His tail curled and uncurled behind him indecisively.

(He'd ask Harri later about the heart thing. Maybe at the same time he'd tell her how the old crone he'd met had used some sort of magic to find the Dragonball. Then he could bring up what his Grandpa had said. Though... maybe not the last part. He'd probably keep that last part to himself for a while. At least, until it made him feel too guilty to keep it anymore. Then he'd have to tell Harri.)

"Hey, Upa." Goku called, getting out all seven Dragonballs and setting them before him. The native boy snapped his dark gaze on Goku with wide hopeful eyes. Goku swallowed, clenched his fists. This was it. "Are you ready?"

The younger boy scrambled to his feet and went over. They both stared down at the Dragonballs, each pulsating as one to a foreign heartbeat.

A glare fiercer than any she had dished out before was directed to the full moon of that evening. Nearly six odd years ago it was a full moon like the one tonight that took away Grandpa Gohan. Now, on another full moon night, Harri might just loose her godfather if she and Hermione weren't careful enough.

It was a funny thing. If someone had hold Harri the previous day that she'd risk her life, the chance to finally be brought to Goku's world, her friend's life and even a time paradox just to save a man accused to have betrayed her parents, Harri would have hexed them into next week for the bad joke it was.

As it is, that was exactly what Harri was doing.

Nigh a few hours ago, she'd had a run in with Sirius Black- her godfather. The man who had betrayed her parents to Voldemort. Only... that's not what actually happened.

First she and Hermione had gone down to Hagrid's hut to be with him when his framed hippogriff would get executed. They'd done all they could throughout the year to gather facts for saving the magical creatures life, but the hearing at the ministry was merely a formality. The jury had decided the creature's fate long before then and had no intentions of changing their minds. It was at the hut that they'd run into Ron Weasley, who had been called down by Hagrid to fetch his missing rat. (Hermione most certainly did not encourage her cat Crookshanks with treats to chase the vermin away so that they could finally have peace from Ron's 'protection'.)

They'd been chased out of the hut after Hagrid noticed the ministry officiators had arrived, though the giant of a man did thank them for their show of concern. Hagrid didn't want them to see the execution itself.

On the way back up to the school Ron had been attacked by a giant dog and dragged off to the Whomping Willow screaming. While Harri and Hermione had no love for Ron Weasley it did not mean that they would wish a fellow student dead. They chased after him into a tunnel under the violent tree's roots, and followed underground all the way to the Shrieking Shack in Hogsmeade. There Harri, Hermione, and Ron had all met with Sirius Black. Professor Lupin had barged in soon after, about to defend his students from the escapee, only to hesitate at the moment when the man pleaded to at least be allowed to commit the murder he'd been imprisoned for.

That's when Harri found out that Sirius Black hadn't, in fact, been the key factor to her parents murder. That title had been given to a different school friend of her parents; Peter Pettigrew. A rat animagus who had been in Hogwarts with Harri this entire time, biding his time, in the perfect place to stage an attack should his master ever return.

With a sigh Harri reached into her robes and pulled out the small leather coin purse she had tied around her neck. It was an exact replica of the one Harri had given to Goku earlier in the year, but with some small differences. The dark leather sported a golden stylized HP printed on it's side while the other had a matching SG for one. Goku's had been charmed against the weather too. Weather damage, fire damage, blunt damage, even damage by time. Harri's coin purse was charmed against the weather but it also had a charm on it that made sure any without magic couldn't even see the coin purse, let alone open and take things out of it. That alone had been why Harri's last summer went so pleasantly well in comparison to the summer before second year.

Inside both purses were charms to extend the space, cushion anything that was breakable within and make sure that any entered perishables wouldn't wither away- as though time within the purse was simply void.

When it had been explained to Bulma over the summer, when Harri only had her coin purse and when Goku had to wait for a new Dragon Radar, the blue haired teen had been amazed with how similar it was to her family's Hoipoi Capsules (or Dinocaps) while at the same time being so very different.

"Harri?" Hermione asked with a hushed tone, eyebrow raised in question. The pale light of the moon shone down on them from between the canopy leaves of the Forbidden Forest but Hermione's eyes still caught the light and Harri was able to see the curiosity there.

"Hermione." Harri responded, fishing out her Window Wood from within. She held the piece in her hand with delicate reverence. Thumb tracing the magical ruins that she'd painstakingly carved into it's sides so that they'd be perfect.

They were currently on top of one of Hogwart's laylines right at this moment, directly across from the Whomping Willow that had destroyed her Nimbus Two Thousand during the scariest quidditch match of Harri's life.

"Hermione, I'm about to show you something incredibly important." Harri intoned carefully, looking her friend in the eyes.

Hermione has always been at her side. Watched out for her when the pranks from the girls in Slytherin had turned violent in retaliation of Harri telling off Draco for trying to show off and getting the entire class nearly killed. When rumors spread of Sirius Black being after Harri and it had grown to be too much, it was Hermione who sought Harri out and sat at her side until she'd calmed. After said convict broke into the school in attempt to get Peter Pettigrew it was interpreted as an attempt on Harri's life and still Hermione hadn't run away. Hermione even stayed when Ronald Weasley had taken it as his personal mission to try and be Harri's body guard from that day forward- but only caused them problems for it. Mostly though, the brunette school witch shared a friendship of the last two years of with Harri. Everything that had already happened, and was going to happen this night, ran through Harri's head.

Despite it all, Harri still hesitated. Just showing to Hermione the Window Wood made Harri uneasy. It was the most precious belonging Harri had because of the friendship it brought her- her solace- and she'd made sure that it was protected with everything she knew that could protect it. Taking it out of it's main protection without first warding the area or even making sure she was alone was already nerve wracking. The last thing she wanted was for the Window to be taken from her, let alone having something damaging done to it. This was a risk. But this was also Hermione. A friend who was steadfast and loyal.

...Right?

"...Before I show you, you need to vow not to tell anyone else. No matter what." The words were practically a hiss with how vehement Harri was about this. She was absolutely serious. It had Hermione hesitate, her light brown eyes falling to the decorated wood in Harri's hands with a weary air.

"Harri... it's not like that diary-?"

"No!" The very thought of Goku being associated with her most hated of enemies made Harri feel violently sick. He was the very best thing that had happened to her- ever- and Harri felt rather protective of that. When she noticed how Hermione looked at her then, Harri forced herself to take in a breath and speak calmer. "Hermione, this isn't related to Voldemort- at all. But it's very important to me and I don't want anyone to know," didn't want anyone trying to take away the Window Wood, trying to discover how to get to an entirely different world, "so please, trust me. Can I have your vow?"

From it's spot in the sky the full moon shone down on them impassively, casting long shadows the higher it climbed. The Forbidden Forest was eerily quiet. As though it too waited for the events of the night to play through for a second time. There was no change from the Whomping Willow, it was still to early for their group to return from the Shrieking Shack. Too early for Professor Lupin to fall to his magical affliction once again.

Finally, "alright." Hermione agreed. She got out her wand and held it up, "I, Hermione Jane Granger, swear not to speak of what I am about to be shown to none other than Harrietta Lily Potter, until I am released by Harrietta Lily Potter. So mote it be." Something must have heard and understood Hermione's words because Harri could have sworn she'd heard a soft sigh in reply. The tip of Hermione's wand illuminated with a Lumos briefly, casting a bright contrast to the moon's pale natural light. "There. Now what is it?"

"What was that?" Harri asked, raising an eyebrow in query.

"A magical vow." Hermione stated, looking a little confused. "Didn't you just-? You asked for a vow!"

Harri blinked, "I didn't know you could make a magical vow." Her brows furrowed in worry, "you won't get hurt will you?"

Hermione let out a sigh, "no. The only consequence is loosing my magic if I don't keep my word."

"Only consequence?!"

"Oh stuff it." Hermione shook her head, letting out a quiet groan. Then she straightened and pointedly looked to the wood.

"Right." Harri looked to the Window Wood too, reminded of her task. She showed Hermione the blank untouched face of the Window Wood. Immediately Harri could see the questions in Hermione's eyes as they roamed the carved wood with curious recognition.

"Those are strengthening ruins." Hermione needlessly pointed out. "And magic siphoning, and magic storing, and- Harri what is this?"

"Something very special." Harri responded with a mischievous glint to her eyes. Before Hermione could question anything further, "Goku," Harri called with all her attention returning to the Window Wood.

There was a small tug on her magic before a swirl of color appeared, eventually settling into Goku's image. On his face was the wide smile Harri always associated with him as he greeted her with the affection that carried her through many hardships.

"Ri!" Goku addressed warmly, "look!"

The image turned, just fast enough for the colors to blur together for a moment. Then being shown were seven pulsating orbs with varying numbered red stars within them all.

Harri's breath caught, "are those..?"

"Yeah!" Goku's image returned and from under his arm a curious Upa face could be seen.

This was not the first time Harri had seen Upa. But it was certainly the first time that Harri let anyone see Goku from her world. It became apparent as Goku's eyes wandered from her and landed on the person currently squished uncomfortably close to Harri's side. His head tilted to one side, body straightening, and his dark dark brown eyes roamed suspiciously. To anyone else he simply looked curious, but Harri could spot the edge to his voice- the same edge he tried to hide from her when he felt angry or protective for her sake. It was something Harri heard often enough to recognize immediately, especially when she spoke of her world. Funnily enough, Goku never seemed to gain the same suspicious untrusting stance when it came to the people he met in his own world.

"Who're you?"

A squirmy feeling rose in Harri's gut. As her oldest and most trusted friend, Harri held Goku's opinion in high regard. On some level, she wanted Hermione and Goku to get along. She wanted Goku to approve. And knowing how many people in her world who either wanted Harri dead or wanted to use Harri for her fame or glory- or anything really- she didn't even try to correct Goku's tone and suspicion.

Unfortunately Hermione didn't do well with suspicion from someone she found suspicious herself.

"Me?" Hermione responded incredulously, "who are you? How do you know Harri?"

"Hermione!" Harri hissed lowly, narrowing her eyes in warning at the other witch.

"What?" Hermione asked, a little hurt. "Harri, remind me again how many times your life has been in danger? We already had a talking diary, a magic mirror of desires, an life sized chess board-"

"I already said this has nothing to do with Voldemort." Harri responded stiffly. She let out a huff. "Trust. Please."

"Hermione?" Goku's voice sounded and Harri realized that she'd brought the Window to her chest as though to hide it from her friend. Harri uncurled herself from around the Window Wood and Goku was there giving a curious look to the brown haired witch. The suspicion was gone from his gaze. "The witch who you're friends with at school, Ri?"

"Yeah," Harri nodded, "Goku, this is Hermione Granger. She's helping me save Sirius tonight."

He blinked. Many emotions played across his face. If it weren't for the direness of the situation, Harri might have found it funny. Finally, he settled on incredulity, "tell me."

With a sigh Harri relaxed as she began to tell Goku everything that happened, the familiar routine soothing her. Hermione seemed to squirm beside Harri, letting out surprised huffs when Harri would easily mention something particularly troubling or sensitive that would have been like pulling teeth for Hermione to get out of Harri. Yet all Goku had to do was send the raven haired witch a look, or give a small prompt. In all three years Hermione knew Harri, this was the first time she witnessed the other witch be so forthcoming with information, even giving little extra details that didn't particularly need to be added but were added anyways. Not to mention the way Hermione saw how Harri had relaxed, something the brunette had been convinced that her friend didn't know how to do- even in sleep.

When Harri was done everything was quiet once more. The moon had moved significantly through the sky but it still wasn't quite time yet for everything to start.

"And you?" Harri questioned softly, getting Goku's thoughtful gaze to focus back on her again. "You have all seven. Why haven't you called the Eternal Dragon yet?"

"I wanted to hear from you first." Goku openly admitted. "And I wanted you to hear what the dragon had to say too. Do you have everything you need? Or did you want me to wait for morning? I'm sure, if the dragon can bring you then Sirius can come too."

Harri's hand enclosed around the coin purse hung on her neck. Ever since she made it she stored everything that she wanted to bring with her to Goku's world within it. That included nearly everything that Harri had from her Gringotts bank volts, something the goblins weren't very happy with but seemed to understand when she explained (part of) the situation to them and assured them that it was due to nothing on their part as bank managers. They were still rather uptight over the entire matter, treating her tensely when they had to conduct business together on other matters.

"Yeah, I have everything." Harri confirmed for him, much to Hermione's growing alarm. (Was she about to be left alone in the Forbidden Forest with a soon-to-be werewolf?) "But, Goku, listen. If it comes down to one person at a time..." Harri swallowed. His eyes had widened, that possibility hadn't come to mind for him. She hated the pained grimace that crossed his features as he thought of it. "Sirius... Sirius cares. I'd much rather wait the year for myself. If Sirius is caught, they'll kill him right away. I'm not in danger of that, at least. He'll be safe with you."

There was a distinct dim to the light in Goku's eyes that twisted something painfully in Harri's chest. He didn't protest.

"I'll call the dragon." Goku announced instead. "Stay and see?"

"I'm not going anywhere." Harri promised. At least, until the wolf howled.