At first, Harry was relieved at how easily he had convinced Aang and his friends to stay at Hogwarts until they could sort the whole thing out. But soon Harry was worried. What if this was a trap of some kind? You would think that it would be more difficult to convince strangers to just follow you blindly. He decided that the only way he would be able to gauge if these people were decent was to talk to them and keep one hand on his wand.

"So, what do you think of the castle so far? Harry asked as He, Hermione, Aang and Katara walked quietly down the corridor to the Heads suite. The Room of Requirement dropped them off close by, when Harry realized that getting caught after hours with a strangely dressed tatto'ed boy would probably raise some questions.

"It's kind of drafty but it's beautiful at night…reminds me of my home." Aang replied sadly.

"Doxy Venom." Hermione said to the painting outside the Head common room, which quickly swung open upon hearing the password. "Your home? Where do you live?"

As they all entered the Head suite, Aang took stock of his surroundings. It was quite large, with two floors, connected by two large staircases on either side of the suite that seemed to be leading up to two rooms. On the first floor, there were two comfortable looking couches and an arm chair surrounding a mahogany coffee table which, at the moment, was covered with books. Behind that there was a sort of nook, containing a large floor to ceiling window overlooking the grounds, another squashy armchair and a large bookcase. There were town largish flags hanging from the ceiling, burgundy and gold with a...lion bird on it? In front of the main sitting area was a large fireplace that contained…a blue flame? Katara winced when she saw it, as it reminded her of another blue flame, flying out of the hands of a very insane fire bending mega-bitch.

"I live…well used to live, in the Southern Air Temple. It was a very airy place...peaceful place. Open and free. It could get really cold there sometimes but it was worth it, watching all the sky bison and flying lemurs, monks gliding on the wind…"Aang looked wistfully out the large first floor window. In the distance he could have sworn he saw three giant rings…

"Monks gliding on the wind? Hermione questioned.

"Well yes, Im an airbender for the most part, I was born in the air nomad temple. Our favorite pastimes are gliding and fruit pies." Aang responded, smiling at the memory of monk Gyiatzo bending a fruit pie in his face. He sighed.

"So…you can…fly?" Harry said, a thought a Voldemort flying through the air shooting green curses at him flashed in his mind.

"Yea, I suppose I can." Aang replied, amused at the looks on Harry and Hermione's face.

"So…do you think you could…maybe…" Harry started.

"Show you!" Aang said, his face lighting up. He pulled his new glider out of the carrying case attached to his back that the mechanist had made for him. Harry and Hermione flinched as he opened it. "You mind if I open the window?"

Aang didn't really wait for a response, using his airbending he forced the window open and took a running start. The next thing Harry and Hermione knew, he was out the winding gliding on the night air, occasionally bending out of his feet to give himself a boost up to higher altitudes. He scanned the grounds around him, forgetting that Harry and Hermione were yelling at him to come back. Quickly, he flew towards the three rings he thought he saw and eventually landed in the quidditch pitch. It was a lot bigger than he initially thought. "What is this place…" He started to mutter when he noticed something flying towards him. "What?"

Harry landed next to Aang in the pitch, shock evident in his eyes. "Mate! You can't just go…flying off like that! Almost gave Hermione a bloody heart attack!" Harry didn't want to admit that it was really him who was suffering from heart palpitations right now, so he dumped them on Hermione. He was sure she would forgive him…especially if he never told her. "Where did you learn to fly like that!"

Aang stared at the broom Harry was holding. "What is that?" Aang queried, immeadiately fascinated with the object.

"This? Oh, this is a Firebolt. Best quidditch broom in the world right now." Harry said proudly.

"But how does it… I thought you weren't an Airbender!" Aang said, becoming upset in his confusion.

"Im not! Its magic mate, magic makes the broom fly. How are you making that…thing fly?" Harry said.

"Like this!" And with that Aang bended air out of his feet and flew up into the air.

If Harry hadn't believed Aang was really manipulating the elements, he certainly did now. He saw as the wind shot out of his FEET like a muggle jet engine. No magic could do that. This kid was the real deal. Really from a different world. Harry quickly mounted his Firebolt and shot up in the air, eventually catching up with the "airbender." "We've got to get back, Hermione will think we've done a bunk."

Aang nodded at Harry and motioned for him to lead the way. With that Harry shot out past him, Aang seemed to have no problem keeping up. It's like the bloke was born to fly, no fear. The way he rode the sky fascinated Harry, he was the best flyer Harry had ever seen. Ever.

Hermione was panicking, their guest and Harry were just flying around the grounds… after hours! No big deal! Harry was going to get them all in trouble if McGonagall saw! Katara seemed to notice her panic as she slowly approached Hermione and patted her on the back.

"They'll be fine, Aang does this all the time. He was born to do it. Here have some water…" Katara slowly started to bend the water out of her water case and into a nearby cup. Hermione watched her in shocked silence.

"So…you're a…Waterbender?" Hermione hoped that was the right word. Sokka said she was a 'Master Waterbender.'

"Yup. Only one in the Southern tribe." Katara replied in a light tone, though it didn't seem to translate to her eyes.

Hermione wasn't sure if she should ask. "Why are you the only one? Why is Aang the only Airbender?"

"Oh… you caught that huh? Well…" But before Katara could begin, Aang and Harry came bursting through the window.

"That was amazing!" Harry exclaimed. "You should have seen him Hermione, the kid's a born flyer! He maneuvers like a professional chaser!" Harry was buzzing with excitement. He'd never seen such an amazing flyer before, better than the quidditch world cup!

"Yea! But you were just as great! And on a BROOM no less! Ive never seen a Non-Airbender just slice through the air like that!" Aang's excitement matched Harry's own. It was almost like he had found another airbender, the closest he'd ever been since the Mechanist's tribe at the Northern Air Temple. "We have GOT to go flying sometimes! I gotta see your moves!"

"You got it!" Harry exclaimed. "You want some water, I can go down to the kitchens and grab us some, or do a water charm, where's my wand?" But before Harry could whip out his wand. Katara stopped him.

"Don't trouble yourself, I've got it." And with a warm smile Katara dragged her fingers through the air and snatched the water out of it. Shooting it to several nearby glasses. Gently, she blew frigid cold air at the glasses to ensure the water was nice and cold.

Harry and Hermione stood there. eyes wide with shock. As Katara turned to give the water to them she noticed their state. "Oh…sorry, I guess I should have warned you about that." She apologized.

"You…you can… just CREATE water. AND FREEZE IT! WITH YOUR MOUTH?" Hermione stuttered out. This was…unbelievable, the girl just broke about a hundred elemental magic laws.

"Er…maybe you should sit down." Katara went to go grab a pillow but noticed that two were already floating towards her. She stopped dead in her tracks. Maybe SHE was the one who needed to sit down.

"Sorry, levitation charm." Harry replied as he worked his magic. He levitated the pillows towards Hermione. Quickly, he transfigured a nearby stand into a chair that Hermione immediately plopped down in.

"But…you just…it's a chair now…but it wasn't…but now it is…" Aang babbled out, falling to the floor. Holding his face in his hands, he knew that they could do this 'magic' stuff…but now that he saw it first hand, it was…indescribable. He was totally unprepared for it. Maybe they weren't fire nation spies after all. Maybe Aang and his friends were farther away from home than Aang had ever dreamed.

"Ok…I think we all just better have a sit down and maybe talk about what we're going to do." Harry said slowly, he wondered how many times he would have to say that tonight. Katara nodded her approval. Hermione seemed to compose herself and Aang just laid flat out on the floor, which Harry had decided to take as a 'yes'.

"So…your really…wizards?" Aang questioned, as if the whole thing was finally hitting him. As if he was just realizing that he and his friends were in a lot of trouble.

"Yea, we are. And your really…benders?" Harry muttered. Apparently going through the same realizations as Aang.

"Yup." Katara replied.

Suddenly, Aang shot up from his state on the floor. "What are we going to do! We're trapped…in another world! How do we get back? Where are we? What's gonna happen?"

They all looked thoughtful for a minute, and god bless Harry, he didn't lose his composure. Harry had no idea what to tell the bloke. All he could do was try to keep him out of trouble. Hide him in the wizarding world until they could figure something out. Quite frankly, Aang's timing was impeccable. Materializing on a Friday night before the semester had even began? No one would be the wiser! "Aang, don't worry about it for now. You can stay here until we figure this thing out. Hermione is pretty good at solving mysteries…and trust me, we've had to solve a lot of impossible mysteries…" Harry tried to be reassuring but honestly, this 'comforting' thing worked better when people knew that Harry Potter was famous. They tended to just listen to what he said. Like monkeys.

Hermione quirked up. Remembering a question she wasn't sure if she should ask. "Aang…Katara…Why are you two the only benders within your people?" She looked over at Harry, who seemed alarmed at her question.

Katara answered first. "Well…Im not the only Waterbender. Just the only one in the Southern tribe. You see…our world had been at war for…well, for a very long time. The Firenation wanted more land...more control. They took my mother, killed her because they thought she was a Waterbender, the rest of the benders in my tribe were imprisoned in the firenation...died there. You see...The Firenation had tried to wipe out all the other bending cultures. Waterbenders, Earthbenders…Airbenders." Katara looked towards Aang in an apologetic manner.

Aang took courage from her silent apology and spoke. "The Firenation…they killed my people. The Airbenders. Every last one of them, wiped them off the face of the earth…Except Me."

"How….how did you survive?" Hermione whispered.

"Well, I happened to be frozen in a block of ice at the time. That's a long story, I'll save it for another day. But they…the Firenation…were pretty much looking for me. Because of me…my people were decimated." A tear ran down Aang's face. Even after all this time, even though the Guru had taught him to accept his past and deal with his anguish, the thought of the fate of his people still hurt as much as the day he saw Gyiatzo's skeleton.

"But…why were they looking for you?" Harry asked, not sure if he should have.

"Because Im the Avatar." Aang replied quietly. When Harry and Hermione only looked at him in confusion, Aang smirked. It was weird not to have people worshiping him as soon as they realized who he was. "The Avatar is the connection between the Spiritual world and the Physical world. And the only person that can bend ALL four elements. I guess it would make me the most powerful person in my world…and the biggest threat to the Firenation."

"But..but your just a kid!" Harry exclaimed, he didn't know why though. Harry had defeated a giant at 12 and the Dark Lord at 17, he had also managed to accomplish several miscellaneous things in between. He of all people knew that age and power weren't mutually exclusive. But still…Aang was a kid. It was weird meeting someone else who seemed to have accomplished so much at so young. "So what happened to the Firenation?"

"I defeated them…the Firelord. It was my destiny. What everyone expected of me. Only I could defeat the Firelord…but not without the help of my friends." Aang smiled at Katara…his friend…his love.

How much did Harry and Aang have in common? Harry had never met anyone like Aang before. Never met another kid with the weight of his world on his shoulders. Aang may have even had it worse than Harry, if you could imagine. He had been born with unspeakable power, suffered horrible anguish, and saved his world and he barely looked a day over 13 years old. Harry and Hermione looked at each other. Hermione's eyes were glassy, wet. She was always a crier…even after she had fought a war. They said nothing, what was there to say?

Aang seemed to notice their sadness because he quickly changed the subject. "So, what's your story Harry Potter? Anything interesting?"

Author Note. Hi kids! So if your American, today is the fourth of July. So here is a little Independence Day treat for ya! If your not American, today is July the fourth so here's a little...regular day treat for you. So, HP and Hermione learn the legend of Aang, condensed version. Is it doing anything for ya? Next chap. We learn about Sokka and Toph's first night with Ron and here the legend of HP from Ron's POV. Should be fun in a bun. I weep for the future.