PART 14: ANSWERS LEAD TO MORE QUESTION
Harry jolted up from his bed. The dream he had just now was about his and Draco's original one. They're having sex. It makes Harry blushed. But he did not wake up shocked from the dream. It's because he heard voices.
"Potter, can you hear me?" The voice called again.
It is… "Malfoy?" Harry asked, surprised at himself for saying it out loud. Everyone else is sleeping like logs on their beds. Luckily they didn't hear him. "How did you?-" Harry, whispering, was about to ask but he was cut in by Draco's voice in his head.
"Just come down to the Room of Requirement. I have something to show you," the voice said. "I'll explain later."
Harry closes his eyes in front of the wall with a wish in his heart and the wall opens up for him. He got in and saw Draco waiting for him inside. He then looks around. There are no things the room. The place is kind of dusty and blackened from ashes. It almost seems like… the room was caught in fire! "Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Malfoy?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Draco nodded. "I suspect the same. This is our Room of Requirement… from the magical realm," he said in a serious manner.
"So it means that… this place can connect us to our realm?" Harry asked excitedly.
"That's the problem. How do we get out to our realm? The wall keeps opening to the immortal realm instead of ours," Draco said and sighs.
"Maybe we'll have to wait for someone else from our realm to enter the room and ask help from them," Harry suggested.
"Maybe," Draco shrugged. "But one more thing. I don't think anyone in this realm knew the existence of this room," Draco said. "Probably it didn't even exist in their realm," Draco guessed. "Nobody mentioned it and there's nothing stored here."
Harry thought that it might make sense. Then he remembers what the young Dumbledore said. "Wait. I agree with you. It's true. No one knows the existence of this place. We're the only ones who can open it because we're wizards. Remember what Dumbledore said? We still have magic in us," Harry said.
"Then that means only wizards can open this room…" Draco said. "No wonder…"
Harry started to sniffs something. It's his werewolf part that possesses a very acute sense of smell. "What is that?" Harry asked.
"What is what?" Draco asked him back.
"I can smell… lingering of a scent. No. Two scents," he said. He sniffs again. "The scents smell like us," Harry then identified in panic.
Harry and Draco both look into each other's eyes in excitement mixed with urgency like they have made a huge discovery. "The original ones!" they both screamed the thoughts in their heads at the same time.
"Wait. Are they here?" Draco asked.
Harry sniffs. "No. It's just a lingering scent. But they were here. How did they get in? Only wizards can get in here," Harry feels like something is missing. Like a missing puzzle. He then shots up an idea in his head. A disturbing one. "Only wizards can get in here…" he repeated and looks into Draco's eyes in panic. Draco seems to understand what that looks mean.
"A wizard took them," Draco said. "From our realm…"
Harry nodded. "The question is… Who?" He asked.
*NOTE: yes, people. I'm complicated in my own beautiful way. So whatever! Don't mind that. Anyway, secrets and mysteries are piling up. It's up for these two unlikely pair (and future lovers. Teehee) to solve them.