kingdoms_of_auradon | Wizard has been displaced

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Wizard has been displaced

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Who: Harry and You
What: Harry has been displaced across the multiverse AGAIN
Warnings: Tons of disorientation and confusion; Will update if something comes up

So this is it: he is about to return home after helping out in saving Avalon and the world from being frozen in time for nearly two years. And he does miss home so much that once Excalibur has been destroyed and time and the multiverse has been saved, he thought that now is the time to go back and rest up from a long endgame fight with a cursed sword. As much as he wants to stay here, he has a mess of a battle aftermath to clean up, a destroyed school to come to, friends who are missing him badly now, and a community that needs to rebuild itself. The situation his world is in is not that great but he does need to go back and help in the repairs soon.

Or that is what he thought how that day would end because he soon finds himself being transported into a very unfamiliar place. For the second time in his life, Harry has been very much displaced across the multiverse again. He takes a look around to see if he has everything from Avalon with him. Relief settles in when he finds that Hedwig in her cage is there, and much to his own surprise, even Rose too. Wait a minute, he thought that he had tried to say goodbye to her in Avalon so seeing the little pink Pygmy Puff is a big surprise to him. Then he turns to find that his polearm had become very padded and his phone from Avalon didn’t work as at all. So he can’t be able to call King Arthur for help anytime soon.

But the most confusing thing he has stumbled upon to date happens to be the giant and grand scale of the castle before him. He knows that castles can be big in space like with Hogwarts Castle but this one has to take the cake. And it is a lot more beautiful than what Hogwarts is currently at, whoever did the maintance work sure does put a lot of effort to make it super pristine as it can be. But all he can muster to say at this time as he looks more confused by his new situation is “Where in the world I am in now?”

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He politely receives the drink from the elf man, taking a few sips at a time and being mindful of not getting too drunk too soon. The alcohol content is a little weak, yes, but it is still a good drink regardless. This is just as good as the drinks he would often make at Helleste Café during his time in Avalon.

Rose squeaks energetically as she happily hops up and down on the table while Hedwig lets out elegant hoots of approval before resuming back to her crustacean eating.

"No." He raised an eyebrow at her, glass of wine in one hand, bottle in his other. "I am not, nor have I ever been, a fairy."

He held the bottle back over his glass to tilt it over it again. There was, simply put, no legitimate way for a bottle that size to hold as much as it had poured so far, and there he was, filling that glass all the rest of the way up as he eyed Kyoko.

"Sure you are! Your magic is proof!" she said, cheerfully. "It's okay, you don't have to hide it, Harry and I are both very friendly!"

“Oh yeah. She (Kyoko) does have a point. There is nothing wrong with having magic. We’re among friends today and we have some experiences with the Fae too. Once I was away from my world for so long, I had given up trying to hide my magic since the last world we have been has magic being freely used everywhere.”

"Hide it? I'm not hiding anything about having magic," the elf said, giving them both funny looks now, still holding the wine bottle up. "And no one but humans has ever said there was anything wrong with having it!"

He glanced at the glass, the liquid up to near its rim, and then quite deliberately resumed pouring more into it. Rather than falling over the rim, it continued on up as though the glass extended much further than it actually did as he talked. "I'm saying that she's calling me a species that I'm not and never have been." His eyes flicked to Mallia, but she simply shrugged, putting her hands up a little, briefly - yeah, she had no idea either, sorry! - and then he looked back to the two.

"Elves are fae. Fairies are fae. But elves aren't fairies." He stopped pouring again, eyed the impossible glass-more-than-ful of it he was holding, and then raised it to take a little sip, only to not have any yet as he turned to face Harry. "Wait, you were able to learn magic? But I take it you're human, given your appearance?" Delayed reaction, get?

"But Fae means fairies..." she said, so confused.

Hello weird magical translation stuff.

“Oh yes indeed, Sir. Magic does exist in my world too. Humans who practice magic in there are often called wizards and witches. My parents had magic too as they were a witch and a wizard like me even if my Mum was born into a normal family. Same with my friends as well. We even have schools where we are taught to how to use and grow our magic.”

The elf looked between the two of them, raising an eyebrow... and then it was obvious by the look on his face that he'd figured something out. "Well... first of all, fae does not mean fairies. But there's a reason the word 'fairy' starts with 'fae'. 'Fairy' literally translates to 'magic immortal butterfly'." He eyed Kyoko pointedly at that. "Ray-yee-ash," he said carefully, drawing out the sounds for her, "is our word for butterfly. So, it's fae-ray-yee-ash, but say it quickly, smush it up a bit, and you get fae-ree-ah, or fairy, see?"

Off to the side, Mallia was quietly raising a hand, to cover part of her face. Of course it would be something so mundane as a ridiculous language issue... why hadn't it occurred to her sooner that that might be the case?

"And it sounds like humans with magic are in the minority, where you live?" A look back to Harry again, finally taking a sip of his nonsensical serving of wine. "...But it's a known thing?"

"No no no," she insisted, cheerfully. "See the kanji for Faerie looks like this," she said drawing something in the air with her finger. But of course without magic there were no trails or other artifacts of her marks to leave them there. But it was two complicated characters. "See, Yosei. It means fairy or fae. And this," She drew another one, this one a single, but far more complex. "Cho. Butterfly. They look nothing alike at all," she said with a beamed smile.

Harry first responds to Mallia’s friend’s question, “From what I had observed in there, yes. Not a lot of people can do magic in my world sadly. And yes, people have some idea of magic depending on where they're from, although normal people’s definition of magic can be a bit of hard to pinpoint at best.”

While hearing Kyoko explaining things from the Japanese cultural lenses, the word Cho puts him into a screeching halt as it just so happens to be the name of the first girl he dated, Cho Chang. He couldn’t move his mouth for seconds after all, feeling embarrassed that he was also at fault for hurting her feelings and not being at the right mindset to date anyone during his Fifth Year.

He nodded to what Harry said, but then Kyoko explained, and.... he simply stared at her for a second, and then managed, somehow, to chug the entirety of what he'd had left in his glass in about no time at all, and went right back to refilling it as he eyed her. It wasn't as though he'd be feeling the effects of it, but he could darn well signal that he wanted to, at this point in the discussion.

"And I am informing you that that's an inappropriate way to translate it, for our kind," he said. "Where even are those ideas from? Somewhere other than Europe, I'm guessing? Because my kind is from Europe; we've been largely pushed out by humans' ingress, as of somewhere around... what was it, about fifty thousand years ago, something like that?" He gestured vaguely about it, looked back at Mallia as though she'd confirm that for him, and then returned his attention to the two humans there. "And our word for our kind hasn't changed since those days."

"Japan! And from Corn, and he's prince of the fairy world and he said so! Once we find him, he'll tell you and you'll see! And then we can all be friends!" she said, blissfully.

Harry barely said anything as he stared at Kyoko for the next several minutes. Hedwig notices that her owner had been unresponsive for a while now that she tries to bring him back to reality by hooting as loudly as she could.

Eventually Harry snaps out of his stunned state, shaking his head multiple times in embarrassment, before he tells her (Kyoko) something very important, “Hey Kyoko. Did you know that there is one girl from my world who went by the name Cho and she is not from Japan? That would have been my first ex.”

Mallia was quiet, her arms up and not quite folded as she covered part of her face with a hand, still trying to keep her expression neutral. Her friend didn't say anything for a long few seconds, glancing to Harry briefly, and then between him and Mallia. "It's times like this, I'd ordinarily be taking this sort of folly as an invitation to arrange for someone to wear clothing that isn't there and show their arrogance to everyone."

The fairy shook her head, finally laughing a little again. "Oh, mercy...."

He sighed, turning to look once more to Kyoko. He barely gestured, and his outfit changed, from those softer, earthier hues to near gem colors, whites that shimmered as they sparkled over deep greens and blues. His new robes were nothing if not regal, draping down gracefully over his frame. His hair, previously held back in a low little ponytail, chin-length bangs kept at bay by his ears, now trailed down to his waist, fine braids interrupting the silken length here and there. His face hadn't changed, under the circlet he now wore... but it was stunning, the difference a change in dress and a shift in attitude could make.

Quickly, not giving her a chance to protest any of it: "As one of the oldest members of my entire species and king of all fae, I hereby declare that from now on, your name is Pomme, as you've exhibited all the wit, wisdom, and sense of one. I also henceforth officially disown and disinherit this Corn pretender for the crime of not bringing me in on this obvious joke already. I'd swear he was trying to get you eaten by a dragon, honestly... So if you find him, tell him I'll be waiting on her throne, since she's been the queen for roughly thirty centuries now." He gestured at Mallia, and raised his glass to drink more of it again.

She was losing it at that, laughing. "But I-- You can't just--!"

"I just did," he said, peeking over his glass, his smile teasingly smug. Quieter, to Harry. "Didn't I?"

Edited (made it better :)) 2023-11-12 04:07 (UTC)

She had been about to respond to Harry, and then when the male fairy said he was the king she had been about to say something else, bit when he spoke against Corn...

For a moment she was deathly still and pale. And then DARKNESS flared around her, a dozen or more little grudge spirits flying free of her back to swirl around her. Harry would be able to spot her familiar from Avalon as it was the largest of them, but the rest looked like smaller versions as they swirled around her.

She now had the aura that made everyone think she made such a good villain. Right now she oozed darkness, fury, hatred, all things that made good people flee as she moved to close the small distance between her and the one who had said such horrible things.

She didn't float, but she almost seemed to as her eyes locked onto him.

"You will apologize to Corn," she said, her voice ice. "You will no longer joke about Corn or even mention him," she said, fury roiling off her in waves.

Over her head the grudge spirits were breaking into committees, deciding which ones of them were going to hit him and which ones were going to strangle him.

Hard to say if Kyoko even noticed them, or anyone else for that matter, as her own hands came up like she was about to throttle Mallia's friend. "Fairy or no, you will not insult Corn!"

Uh oh, this is starting to look like things are about to derail faster than he was anticipating to witness. And Harry is literally panicking over the whole thing happening before his very eyes.

Um Kyoko, this is not the time to get into fights with Mallia’s friend right now. He might have a point on fairies vs elves he could only scream inside his mind as he watches in horror as soon as grudge spirits soon appear around her. He turns to Mallia’s friend and he could only muster the courage to nod back and say to him, “Sir, I think that we need to do something before she loses it entirely.”

There is a lot of cultural misunderstandings going on and he has a hard time to keep track of the whole discussion. Fairies, elves, Fae, or whatever you want to call them by: he is literally bracing himself for a possible full blown fight and he doesn’t want to find out how it will end.

Rose squeaks in horror as she witnesses Kyoko’s wrath, wishing that things didn’t have to go downhill this fast. Hedwig feels rather horrified as well, scared hoots aplenty as she watches Kyoko being angry at the elf man over how their world’s views on fairies and insulting Corn in the face.

"Hmm...." The self-proclaimed king of elves glanced from Harry back to Kyoko. He could clearly see the phantoms around her, his light blue eyes glancing from one to another, though he didn't otherwise react to her display, his amused little smile never leaving. "....On second thought, I see why your friend taught you as he did. By all means, should you meet an elf wearing all leather... please do address them as 'fairy'. Especially one with green in his hair."

That sobered up Mallia fairly quickly. "All right, that's enough. Kyoko, poppet... Corn has never had an inheritance in a world that isn't his. Perhaps he does where you're from, but he's no prince of ours. And nothing he taught you has any basis in relation to us. Please, you need to understand...."

Her friend rolled his eyes, sighing, but didn't protest further. Fine, spoil his fun!

"Where I come from," she continued, stepping around the table to put herself between Kyoko and her friend's image, "There is nowhere called Avalon. There is also no prince among my kind. I certainly have no children! He has no children!" If he was going to position himself as a king, and her as a queen, she might as well make it plain that her Corn friend didn't fit into-- ...wait. It only struck her after the words were out that she probably didn't want to play into that, on account of giving Kyoko more flawed-at-best ideas about her people's social structures to run wild with. The girl already wasn't listening; how wise was it? Oh well, that could be a problem for later.

"No, no, no...." He put a hand on her shoulder, stepping out again from behind her to stand a bit further away from the table. "I'd love a chance to apologize to his face for anything I've said so far that's actually wrong. You want him to be my heir, then show him to me so that I may adopt him! He can be my very first ward!"

Edited 2023-11-13 09:08 (UTC)

"YOU'RE CORN'S FATHER?!" she exploded. Her grudge spirts flew out in all directions, shattering the table, taking chunks out of trees, pitting the ground. A tree branch fell right behind Kyoko as her fury built. "YOU'RE THE ONE WHO KEEPS BREAKING HIS WINGS?!"

All her defensive anger cam out. She would protect Corn! Corn who did so much for her for so long... Her hands went around his neck with blinding speed. Several of her spirits joined in, a few around his neck, the rest trying to restrain him from pulling away as her hands closed.

Fury filled her, but also... tears. Tears flew from her eyes as her hands closed. "I know that you are cursed... but that is no reason to take it out on your son!" she said, tears falling faster. "I broke his curse and you can find someone to break yours! BUT NOT AT CORN'S EXPENSE! I can't forgive you for how you have treated your son!" Her hands were shaking around his throat.

Kyoko... wasn't fully the one driving anymore. If asked, she would have said the priestess hadn't been around long enough to have rooted. And yet... it was the priestess who lost her powers trying to scream that he could yet be saved, breaking a thin thread through her rage.

The priestess and...

The Angel. She could almost feel the Angel within her. The one that went insane... when she killed the man who was killing her best friend...

“Kyoko please!” Harry cries out to her, although by then it is nearly too late for him to break it up.

He then turns to Mallia and then the elf man, wondering how they can do to stop Kyoko from unknowingly sinking everything downward, but he didn’t say a single word out of his mouth. The shaky nervousness inside him has frozen him in fear.

He could have shaken the lady by the shoulder to snap her out of this madness but he doesn’t have the courage to do so at this stage. So he is practically helpless and unable to do something urgent fast enough.

Interestingly enough, this apparent elven king still wasn't reacting much to her fit, even with her having grabbed his neck. He looked decidedly unimpressed, even irritated, but despite the display, not intimidated in the slightest. It could've had something to do with him not actually being there, but he'd been ever so convincing so far... was this actually in line with how Mallia's friend acted in reality? Because the way she was reacting, looking between the two, yes seemed like a likely answer.

"What part," he said, speaking loudly, clearly, his smile having slowly disappeared, "Of WE HAVE NO CHILDREN...." He narrowed his eyes, "Do you not understand?"

He didn't take his eyes off of her, letting her keep trying to intimidate him. She could try squeezing his neck all she wanted; it was oddly solid, though it moved under her fingers as though her touch were feather-light, muscle responding as it ought when he spoke and everything.

Mallia, meanwhile, seemed a little exasperated. She gestured, and the table and the mess that was once their feast disappeared in a puff of darkness that dissipated too fast for it to have been solid matter, or even soot on the air, despite its appearance. "You weren't hurt, were you?" She looked between the owl and pink furball and Harry, seemingly similarly unconcerned with what was now going on directly behind her, looking instead to check on them. Did she even understand the scene? Was she unaware of what could happen? Or did she know something she wasn't making clear?

Look, Kyoko is more or less a modern girl, and she's furious. So with him not reacting to the strangling but that giving her an anchor... she brought her knee up with all the force she had.

Right now Harry hasn’t gotten over from the shock of witnessing Kyoko’s wrath in fully display. Even if he has known her for a long while, he does feel like that there might be more things he hasn’t gotten to learn from her and it is very scary for him to see her in a big state of rage. Hedwig hoots in concerns as she and Rose try to find a way to bring Harry out of the terrified state he is in. She picks up Rose on the back with her talons and flies her onto his right shoulder so the Pygmy Puff can snuggle up to him.

The young man isn’t even sure if he is partially at fault for this messy situation but he is still in shock that he couldn’t move a single muscle to save his own life.

Mallia sighed a little. Once the two smaller creatures had found a new perch, she put a gentle hand behind his shoulder, and tried directing him to a chair that certainly hadn't been sitting over there a few feet away before that moment. "You should probably sit back down...."

The figure whose neck Kyoko was gripping simply took it, barely reacting any more than he had to the attempted strangulation. There was the physical motion of being jerked around like that, sure, he wasn't being all that immune to mundane physics... but he didn't cry out in pain, didn't wince... he sighed, seemingly more annoyed and disappointed in her than anything as he rolled his eyes. Loudly, slowly, and with as much condescension and melodramatic patience as he could seemingly muster, "I am NO ONE'S father. Congratulations on discovering part of why."

Rage unsated, she raged more, not less. Her grudge spirits started wrapping around him - neck, face, limbs.

She leaned in close. "Appologize to CORN!" she snarled in his face.

Soon enough the seat prompt and his animal friends’ actions bring him back to reality as he decides to get to the seat before Kyoko loses it for the second time, or was it the third? Honestly he has lost count of it by now.

“Kyoko, please. We won’t find Corn in here if you keep harassing the elf gentleman like that, I’m begging you,” Harry meekly begs her as he quietly takes a seat at the chair Mallia is pointing him to.

Hedwig hoots in concern as she follows him and Rose to the seat, hanging onto it for dear life as they all anticipate another emotional outburst from the pink jumpsuit wearing lady.

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