Davion made his way out of Hogwarts when everyone fell asleep. The newly introduced roommates seemed of decent sorts, at least not to try anything on the first night. If anything they seemed happy to meet the both of Harry and him. Sadly, Davion couldn't join them into their adventures of dreamland. A particularly nasty habit he picked up from dangerous worlds where sleep was a luxury, just don't sleep. Magic worked largely the same way as any other world here, though, so he could get by with his self engineered stay-awake spell. It's a surprise for all his power he can't get around basic bodily functions without avoiding some nasty repercussions. The contemplation on his existence stopped short as he reached the forbidden forest. A place that made sense. Survival of the fittest.

He navigated the trees, taking in the sights all the while. It made one wonder if any thought was put into the ecosystem of such a "preserve" if you would call it that. Endangered or regular magical creatures all mixed together and told to have at it. Davion couldn't visually see them, but felt the fairies off in the distance. The importance wasn't apparent for that detail yet, but he was sure they would make themselves known when they were ready. Most likely when he was deeper in the forest. It was a peaceful setting despite the potential danger of the creatures and it allowed him time to regret not achieving all he set out for the day. Amelia hadn't responded and the emancipation wasn't able to go through. Also, he was pretty sure Dumbledore had been alerted. All not particular problems for him, but Harry… Harry was a different story. He knew he couldn't constantly supervise him, and was hoping to give the kid a head start. Sadly, not all things panned out, especially for someone that goes with the flow as much as him. He didn't used to take this approach but lives and lives of trying to save the world from itself left him ragid. It took way too long for him to realize the best way isn't for a mediator, but for evolution to take control. Guiding… that was something he could do, but he wondered if he even had that right. Sure, experience speaks for itself, but his perspective is decidingly non-human at this point. Society has taken many forms in the worlds he's been, but one commonality is humans progress. Despite their attempts for otherwise. Thankfully, this is just a tiny part of the world masked in a form of blood purity. Outside of it was a different story though. A hero has always been a successful endeavor for world affairs, but after a time it feels fruitless. The quest of a hero is one stewed in cliched loneliness and comes to the point where you can't even see where the efforts went. Then, long after you died, the effects you had morph for an amalgamation that's not even recognized anymore. Even if your name is remembered, it becomes a tool for some other schemes and the like. Not all for bad purposes, but ultimately disingenuous.

The sound of giggles caught his ear and stopped his tracks. Ofcourse, he had sensed the creatures, but decided to let it be. It was of some sort of blood relations, the fairies that is, so he turned to give them attention. It was literally a swarm of the buggers, all sorts of colors filled the air. They were cute though, if he was honest.

"Well, hello there. What can I do for you?" Davion asked, not fully expecting an interpretable response. He was right, they didn't respond with words. Only moved closer, and the buzzing of tiny wings filled the air. He sent a tendril of magic out, because when in doubt, communicate with the magical creature with magic. Sound logic.

It seemed to work and he caught vague emotions coming back through, but the general consensus was to follow. He pulled the magic back and watched the tiny creatures make their way forward, beckoning him to come. He cast a glance at the edge of the moonlit forest before following.

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The journey was quite a bit longer than he would of liked, but at least he was able to witness the gloomy forest morph into something with a bit more life. The fairies led him to an area vibrant with life and a small waterfall and cliff face overlooking a clearing. In the center sat a gigantic tree, a face carved into it. Davion wanted to point out how stereotypical the settings was, but reconsidered when contemplating what type of creature fairies really were. The creatures of life in a way. Well, all life that doesn't have conscious thought.

A fairy bigger than any other appeared from behind the giant tree, strewn in see-through silk top to bottom. It reminded him in large part of something from India, but the design had a few liberties. Or maybe the Indians took the liberties, depending. It did a acceptable job hiding her face, as for the other parts… well… his birth generation would have a fit.

"The Fairy Queen, I presume?" Davion asked with a bow. Can never be too respectful with the older generation ideas given life, even with him most likely being older in years. Creatures built on hope or other such emotions have always been beautiful, no matter how many he has witnessed.

"Yes, Ancient One." She said with a bow. "My name is Avery and as you stated the Mother of this tribe of fairies, though Queen does have a nice ring to it." She lifted herself along with her hood, or whatever the hell it is. She was beautiful just life believed previously. Ofcourse, anything born from the minds of humans would have to take an ideal appearance. The mischief in her expression was expected also.

"Ah, so of Anglo-Saxon origin then. It is a wonder how you ended up here though." Davion said, making a gesture of looking around. The Fairy nodded before turning and staring at the waterfall overlooking them. A flick of her wrist created particles of lights to make the area more visible, then she was on her way. "This way, please." Davion followed, and as they got closer, the waterfall split to make an entrance. Intricate carvings lined the walls while they entered, all pulsing with light, as if in response to their travel. Davion kept his eyes pointingly off the nude fairy and took in the sights. He's not a shy teenager, but otherworldly beings will always be a weakness of his. No matter the gender. He cuts off at being humanoid though. They made their way into an ivy filled kitchen of sorts, where after a short exchange of refreshments they sat.

"So, what's this about?" Davion asked with a sip of… whatever it was. It was good and familiar though. Meaning he's had it in the past, but he's never been a connoisseur of such things. Avery smiled, taking a sip of her own.

"Just a welcome really. It's not everyday this forest gets any deity visitors. Though, I am curious to what brought you here." Avery said, taking an obvious look head to toe of Davion. The open seats made it an easy task. Davion raised an eyebrow before realizing the problem.

"Well, the deity part isn't far off, but yes this is my appearance, new appearance that is. I have a habit of not staying dead." Avery nodded, and Davion could never get used to the all-knowing attitude of these types of creatures. He gave a huff before continuing. "And what am I doing here? It depends really, but right now I'm attending that nice little school close by. Other than that, nothing really. Oh, where's my manners. I'm Davion…"

"...Slytherin. Yes, I remember your birth. Though, it was a surprise that your essence changed so much. Taking into account your… rebirth, I realize why that is now." Avery interrupted before continuing.

"Ancient One, I know it is not my place to interfere, but you must realize my concern with your appearance. Deities have not been seen in a long time now. I have believed them to have moved on. Finding a new world to create, to manage. It always was a hobby of them." Avery finished.

"Like I said, Deity isn't far off, but not entirely true. I don't govern, have a domain, or create lifeforms. Well, that last one has happened, but I don't operate by it. I don't have a function in the cycles. So, whatever you fear, it will not happen. I'm in large parts a traveler, or Endur as I've been labeled before." Davion replied. Avery's eyes widened at the end, before a look of recognition settled.

"Endur…" Avery mumbled. "Mother mentioned your kind before, though as myth. Funny how even Gods have myths that turn out to have truth to it." A smile formed, memories flashing through her eyes. "That is all I wished to know. If you wish to stay, you can stay as long as you like. After all, you technically are a fairy. Though, I'm not sure of what sorts." She stood, arms sweeping in welcome.

"Thank you, but I have a self-induced duty of saving a child from whatever those Fate Witches are up to. Though, I largely already know. It's always fun to mess with them." Avery giggled in response. "Indeed."

The conversation ended there, but Davion stayed for a while to play with the little ones. The energy he was putting off must of attracted them, or, ofcourse, it could've been natural fairy curiosity. He didn't end up returning to Hogwarts until morning.