Their eyes soon gained color became brighter and brighter as the siblings landed on the flood with a thud. It was as if they had gone on a aeroplane, flying backwards and backwards until they could fly no more. Breathing had never seemed so wonderful to the siblings until then. They got up from the floor and dusted the powder off their dresses. They looked really weird, as though they just had a bath in yellow.

They looked around and almost gasped at the sight. The place was filled with shops, vendors selling things, and people in cloaks, long robes and turbans talking to each other animatedly. Triangular shaped dot like structures seemed to be going on about in the sky with dot like figures on them. To their surprise, it looked like humans. There were people predicting other's future with shells, glasses and by reading palms. But from all these the most strange to the siblings were the big buildings that almost touched the sky, the high pollution, mobile phones in everyone's hand, people paying attention to their phones rather than surroundings- the lack of all these things that could be found in any streets.

Suddenly, they heard a low whistle or something similar to that and turned around. In the direction where it came from was a long narrow dark street where light shimmered from time to time.

"This is all your fault!" The siblings yelled at each other at the same time.

"Stop blaming me! It's your fault!" They cried again.

Then Madhav sighed. "Let's equally accept our responsibilities cause we both are a cause. The only thing we can do is to decide our next step and act accordingly. "

Medhavi sighed. "What do you think we should do?" She asked.

"Maybe go through the direction in which the whistle came from?" Madhav suggested.

"You can't possibly think of that, Madhu. You just can't! Who knows what's in there!?" Medhavi snapped.

"What other choice do we have? What's there to loose for us now?" He replied, looking relatively calmer.

"But, Madhu! We're in a strange place with no information about well, anything! You can't- just, possibly," Medhavi waved her hands around helplessly and desperately, trying to stop her brother. What could she do? The place was so unfamiliar, so foreign yet she couldn't help the feeling she've seen this place somewhere. She didn't want to get swallowed by snakes, get kidnapped, bewitched,- She shuddered thinking of all the possibilities.

But he turned a deaf ear to his suster's pleas. He walked forward, his hands in his pocket, steadily and firmly, at a quick pace.

"Wait!" Medhavi shrieked picking up the bag that she had brought with her and stuffing the remaining goods into it.

"Madhu,wait!" She yelled, following him, running after him, earning a few strange looks from the few people at the corner of the street.

"Madhu! Listen to me! Madhav, at least wait for me!" She yelled after him as she saw him walking still at a faster pace. He stopped short at almost the end of the passage, taking a narrow turn.

Medhavi gasped, gulping oxygen, panting heavily. She grabbed the edge of his shirt, and shrieked again, "What were you thinking going off like that!? Fine, if you want to go! We're already lost! Do you want to get separated too!? You, you little- pumpkin, what were you thinking!?"

'Shh' Madhav whispered bringing his fingers to his lips. They were in front of a large, mansion like house, that looked very traditional as though build in the times long before the British. The gate was large and there was a huge garden, plants spreading from everywhere to everywhere. The house had big pillars and had steps at almost all corners, all leading to a single outside courtyard.

"Don't you- You run off like that and now you're-you're-" She gasped, trying to get her words out.

"Didi, I'm really sorry for leaving you like that, but please, you shouting will only attract unwanted attention. " Madhav whispered quietly. "Do you, do you think we should go in?" He added more quietly.

"You're going to, irrespective of what I tell, aren't you!?" Medhavi snarked grumpily.

Madhav walked forward, taking in the sight and walking in through the courtyard and reaching an inner courtyard, from where one could see the clear bright sky above. He jumped into it, followed by his sister. They saw a group of descending wooden stairs at the corner and climbed them down, slowly and steadily. The creak of the wood as they stepped on it was the only sound around. It seemed to get darker and darker as they went deeper in until they reached an ancient looking room, the walls with fire torches being the only sources of light.

"I was wondering when you'd come, but I must say, you didn't make me wait that long." They heard a voice and turned sharply to see a man writing on a piece of paper with a quill. He sat on a wooden chair near a wooden table, a lamp lit on the corner of it.

He wore a long yellow collared robe that reached a little below his knees with a bit of his white pants visible underneath. He wore a orange turban with feathers on top and a few ancient chains on his neck. He had a short beard that complemented his magical ancient look.

"Who are you?" "Are you the one who I saw at my window the other day?"

The siblings asked together. The man laughed.

"I am someone you know, and by that I mean your whole family. My name is Adithya. You'll know who I am, sooner, because I'm not supposed to reveal it now. Yes, dear Medhavi, I was the one who guided you, visiting you in your house. I knew you would come out to look for me. It was I who kept the power in the blue vessel. Yes, it was I. You are here since you are supposed to be and I was asked to help you since you are family." He spoke in a loud booming voice.

"But how do we know whether you're saying the truth?" asked Medhavi, her eyes squinted and narrowed, absent-mindedly fiddling with a loose thread in her thread necklace. Madhav nodded along, looking at him expectantly.

"Tell your mother to take care of her beaded necklace with white, red and black pearls. Now, Is there any question you have?" Aditya continued almost as if they hadn't asked anything at all. But the children had gotten their answer. They gaped at him, for he had mentioned their family necklace their mother had obtained, which was known to none but family. This man must surely be their relative.

"How do we get back home?" Madhav asked the obvious question.

"I cannot answer that, my boy. I'm afraid to say that's something you'll know in coming time." The man replied.

Medhavi shot Madhav a pointed look. This was the answer he gave her, at times when she asked him various questions.

"What's that wan- I mean stick on that table? It looks familiar. " Medhavi said suddenly, looking at a wand kept on the table.

"Yes, taken straight out of the Wizarding World, and Hogwarts." Madhav added earned a glare from his sister.

"You're not supposed to say that!" She hissed.

"It's fine my dear, it's fine. In fact, I was worried how I'll explain things to you but now it seems much easier. Yes indeed, my boy, the wand looks like one from the wizarding world because you are indeed in the wizarding world. You're correctly in Kalale which is one of the wizarding world places of India, apart form Mayong and a few others. I'm surprised you've not figured that out, seeing your surroundings, if you knew of the world. In fact, I happen to work for the India Ministry of Magic. Any other questions?"

The siblings eyed each other. The had a million questions to ask him, but didn't know where to start, and was still taking in their new atmosphere. So they settled at shaking their heads, thinking of asking him them later. He was the in the ministry either way.

"Very well. Now that that's cleared let's get to more important parts." The wizard clasped his hands in front. "I have some spare clothes that I could give you, along with food. I'll give you a few galleons too which you should remember to put to very good use. Remember to go to the exchange counter. The Indian Galleons are a bit different from the British though the values and uses are the same. Seek help from the one person you feel you trust but don't let anyone else get access to your secrets. None at all. Now, after having some food and refreshments, I'll give you a portkey-I'm assuming you know what that is seeing your expressions. You'll have to use another portkey after that but worry not, you'll recognize it at the right time if you seek help from the right person. Now, make sure to remember this. In the midst of the mist in Kalale, red and blue stick out. After you reach your destination, prepare yourself for what is to come, and do what you are to do. Alright?" He said, looking at the siblings, who listened in rapt attention absorbing every word. They ofcourse didn't understand half the things he said but they were familiar with riddles and knew they'd understand it at the right time.

"Ofcourse Uncle. Thank you. " said Medhavi.

"You don't have to give us all that....the food and money and clothes..." said Madhav.

"Oh it's no issues." The man waved his hands dismissively. "I can't let you out into the street in muggle clothes like beggars. You need all these for living, child." He said.

The siblings sighed and nodded, their eyes shining with gratitude and new found respect of the man. He led them to the washrooms and gave them clothes from the wardrobe in the next room. Medhavi received a green robe with purple designs on it and a greenish blue turban. Madhav received a yellow robe with blue designs and a red and blue turban.

After a quick meal, the children again stood in the same room, now looking like an Indian wizard and an Indian Witch. Their bag too was modified by a repairing charm, cast by the man. He had added a few clothes and some food into the bag along with a bag of Galleons.

"The portkey is a bit far, I'll take you there." said the man spreading out a magic carpet. It was a pretty one with violet border and various designs. "Climb on" He said to the stunned kids, who were starting at the carpet in awe.

Shaking out of their daze, they carefully placed their bag on the carpet and climbed onto it, sitting comfortably. The man followed soon after and when he muttered something under his breath and took a sudden motion, the carpet flew higher and higher into the air.

The breeze brushed their hair against their eyes and they could see the land below as tiny dots. They could feel the wind rushing at them at hitting them at all angles. They closed their eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath and savoring it.

Soon, there was a sudden jerk, and they felt a twist in their stomachs. They were descending and soon landed, gliding smoothly and slowly resting on the grass below. A bit far, they could see an empty pot kept near a few dozen but this was different from the rest.

"That's the portkey, the pot," said the man.

The siblings looked at him one last time and rushed forward to hug them as he patted them. "Move on," He said after a minute. "I trust you can handle this. I'll send you an owl soon, within a few days."

They waved to him and together placed their hands on the pot. They felt as though a hook just behind their navel had been suddenly jerked irresistibly forward. Their feet left the ground; they could feel each other on their sides and the bag Medhavi had, they were speeding forward in a howl of wind and swirling color; their heads was stuck to the pot as though it was pulling them magnetically onward and then -

Their feet slammed into the ground; they staggered forward before regaining their balance and the Portkey hit the ground nearby with a heavy thud.

They looked at each other and then looked around. They felt like they were in a different country altogether and the place was too different from where they had started. They knew they had to find out another portkey now. But from where? Who to ask? They had no idea. They were now again lost, in an unknown place, looking for a right person to seek help from and they had no idea who that would be.