How Can It Be. . ?

Harry had arranged the honeymoon so Draco had no idea where they were going. Harry had Apparated them to a secluded area with a cottage up ahead. Harry turned around so he was facing Draco.

"You like it. It will be just us for two whole weeks, we don't have to worry about anything," Harry said, as he wrapped his arms around Draco's waist.

"Harry, I love it, it's perfect," Draco responded, he pulled his husband into a kiss. Once both were thoroughly kissed, Draco pulled away and said, "Where are we?"

"We are in the countryside, just outside of Milton Keynes," Harry responded, pointing towards a big half oval building against the horizon. "That big half oval shape on the horizon is called the Xscape."

"Oh, Harry, I love it. Shall we go inside?" Draco said suggestively. Harry nodded, picked up his husband and walked to the cottage, opened the door with one foot, walked in and then put Draco down. Draco immediately pulled him into a passionate kiss, as he started to walk towards the only sofa that was visible. He pushed Harry down onto the sofa and pinned him down. He captured Harry's mouth again. Harry moaned into Draco's mouth as he started to wriggle underneath Draco.

Harry managed to get free from underneath Draco, pull him up and across to the bedroom, which had some very interesting shaped furniture. Harry led him over to the bed where they laid back down and resumed where they were in the living room.

. . .

Draco woke up the next morning; he rolled over to watch his husband sleep. Draco Malfoy had gone against his father's wishes and married the love of his life, Harry James Potter. He lay there silently, thinking about the good times in his life when he realised that only good times he had were with Harry. He smiled, he remembered last night, they had spent most of the night making love, he felt slightly different then but he couldn't put his finger on what was different.

Harry started to stir; he woke up to the most beautiful sight, Draco, watching him. He put an arm out to wrap it around Draco so that he could get kiss him again. After he got his kiss he just lay there, thinking happily about last night when he realised that something about him felt different but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. They got out of bed, reluctantly and made their way to the kitchen for breakfast/brunch.

There was a knock at the door as they got up to go and put the dishes away.

"I'll answer it," Harry said, heading towards the door. Draco frowned, shrugged and started to wash the dishes.

. . .

Harry opened the door and on the doorstep stood a woman, about nineteen, with shoulder length bright red hair that looked like it had about seven different layers in, lightly tanned skin, blue-green eyes. She was wearing a small red top, tight black jeans and high-heeled, suede crocodile boots.

"Oh my god, you're Harry Potter, I'm Nikki Brown, resident witch," she said holding out her manicured hands. She had long nails that were a light blue, with a hint of green. They match her eyes. He shook her hand. "Well, I guess you're wondering why I'm here. There are a few rules in the area that I would like to go over with you."

"Sure, come on in," Harry said, stepping aside to let her in. She stepped over the threshold and headed into the kitchen where Draco was just putting dishes away. "Draco, we have a guest, resident witch of the area."

Draco stood and turned around, flinching at the squeal. "Draco, it's been too long, how are you? The family okay?" Nikki said quickly.

"Hello, Nicole. Yes, it has been a long time. Yes, I'm very well, thank you and yourself? Mother is fine, I'm not too sure about Father, I haven't seen him since just after I left Hogwarts," Draco replied. Harry stood there looking confused. "Cousins," Draco informed him, and the confused look on Harry's face disappeared.

"Yes, I'm fine, Mother and Father passed away but Simon is still very much alive but we don't talk as often as we used to. Did you and Lucius have a big argument?" she asked. Draco and Harry nodded. It was Nikki's turn to look confused.

"He didn't want Draco to marry me," Harry supplied. Another squeal later they were both being hugged tightly.

"Oh my god, that's amazing, when was the wedding?" she asked excitedly.

"Day before yesterday," they said in unison.

"Oh, you must tell me all about it, how about we get lunch together, I know this nice little place in the city centre," she said, looking between the both of them excitedly. "I can bring Becca, she would love to see you again, Draco."

"Sure, why not. Shall we meet here at, say, half eleven?" Draco replied. She nodded and they sat down to go over the rules.

. . .

Nikki knocked at the door and both Harry and Draco answered wearing smart casual clothes. There was another woman standing on the doorstep next to Nikki. She had dark brown, almost black hair; she, too, looked like she had about seven layers in her hair. She had chocolate brown eyes. She was wearing a black top that showed a lot of cleavage, tight black jeans and black boots.

"Becca, how are you? It's been way too long," Draco said, pulling the young woman, obviously Becca, into a hug.

"Yes it has been to long, Draco. I'm great, yourself?" Becca said, as she released herself from the hug.

"Yes, I'm amazing. Nicole mentioned engagement. Who is it to? Can I see the ring?" Draco asked. Becca held up her hand to show a white gold ring with four diamonds surrounding a sapphire.

"You remember Travis, don't you?" Becca said.

"Ah, I knew you two were perfect for each other, but you didn't listen to me and you broke up with him," Draco said looking playfully exasperated.

"Ready to go?" Becca asked. They nodded and she Apparated Draco, while Nikki Apparated Harry to the city centre's phone spirit restaurant. Harry and Draco looked around in amazement. "Welcome to the only phone spirit restaurant in the world."

"Wow, this place is amazing, what's that there?" Harry said, pointing to one of the waiters, who was obviously solid since he almost fell on his face because he tripped on a chair leg but he was as transparent as one of the ghosts of Hogwarts.

"That's a phone spirit, Harry. Here, in Milton Keynes, is the only place they live, the first witches and wizards that lived here and started off the town came because of the phone spirits," Nikki said. She directed them to a table at the back of the restaurant, they sat down and one of the phone spirits came over. "What would you like, boys? You can have anything you want here, just think of it." They all sat in silence for a second and the food dropped in front of them neatly. Harry looked up at the phone spirit.

"Nikki, if I ask a phone spirit a question, would it answer?" Harry asked, staring at the phone spirit that was staring back at him.

"Yes, I will answer your questions," the phone spirit said in a sing-song voice. Harry looked up at it.

"Do you have a name?" Harry asked, looking at the spirit.

"Yes, my name is Luke," the spirit called Luke said.

"I'm Harry Potter-Malfoy, Luke. Where do phone spirits come from?" Harry said, looking interested.

"That, I'm afraid, you must ask one of the elders. If you would finish your meal, I will take you to one afterwards," Luke said, he walked away to serve other people. Harry, Draco, Becca and Nikki finished their meals quickly and Luke came back over, cleared away the dishes. He gestured for them to follow him as he led them to a big house not far from the restaurant. He knocked on the door three times and another phone spirit emerged.

"Elder, we have a great wizard wishing to know more about our race, there are questions I can not answer. I said that maybe one of the elders could speak with them," Luke said. The elder watched him for a moment.

"Who is this great wizard you speak of, young one," the elder phone spirit said.

"Harry Potter-Malfoy, sir," Luke said, turning around and gesturing to Harry to step forward. "Also there is Nikki Brown, resident witch, Becca Bangard and Draco Malfoy-Potter."

"Very well, I shall speak with them. Come forward, Nicole Brown of Milton Keynes. Come forward, Draco Malfoy-Potter of Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire. Come forward, Harry Potter-Malfoy of Godric's Hollow. Come forward, Rebecca Bangard of Milton Keynes," the elder said. He began to walk along the veranda so they followed. They rounded two corners and finally the elder motioned for them to sit down on some chairs and tables that appeared. They sat.

"You have some questions, I believe. What might they be?" the elder said, tilting his head to one side.

"I was wondering, where do phone spirits come from?" Harry asked.

"We phone spirits come for a place called the OtherWorld. The OtherWorld was closed before the Four Founders of Hogwarts were 'born'. The Four Founders were from the OtherWorld. In this world, there was no magic but in the OtherWorld, there was nothing but magic. A powerful wizard open the gates to this world and magical creatures and plants managed to get out, we were among the creatures to escape, but we could not get back," the elder said. Just then a door opened and two girls ran out. One appeared to be amazingly thin and the other well fed.

"Nocla, Amber, back inside, now," the elder shouted. The two girls ran back inside. The elder turned back to them and watched as they digested this information.

"So we're not from this world, we're from another world just for magical beings?" Draco said, being the quickest to recover. The elder nodded his transparent head. "And the gates got closed and now no one can get back?" The elder shook his head this time. "We can get back? How?" Draco asked.

"It is possible. All magical plants and creatures must be gathered up and taken through the gates. However the gate can only be opened by a powerful wizard," the elder said.

"Is there a powerful wizard alive these days?" Harry asked, finally finding his voice. The elder nodded. "Who are they?"

"You," the elder said. Silence fell over them as they all froze after he said that. After Draco recovered from his shock he turned to Harry and took his hand gently, squeezing it for encouragement.

"M-m-me?" Harry stuttered.

"No, there are six, three will be the greatest wizard's support and the other two will be his guardians. All six must work together if we ever want to get home," the elder said.

"Who are they?" Draco asked.

"Nicole Brown, Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger and Rebecca Bangard. These three witches and three wizards must gather all magical creatures and plants, open the gates to the OtherWorld and get us all back home before it is too late," the elder said. The four looked at each other.

"We must tell Hermione and Ron. If we left to tell them, could we come back so that they can ask you questions?" Harry said looking at the group around him. The elder nodded. "Right come on you three, let's go and get Ron and Hermione. I think they'll be at home. Hold on," Harry said, Draco took Harry's hand while Nikki just held onto his other elbow and Becca held Harry's arm. They gave a quick turn and were gone. The elder got up and drifted inside.