Harry had just fed Mister, and was moving to get food for Mouse when suddenly the world shifted. Harry was used to strange things happening, strange was the norm where he was concerned. But this was...well, stranger than most.
He blinked, eyes taking a few seconds to focus. He didn't recall anything spectacular happening. It was as simple as one minute that, the next this. He'd been in his kitchen, such as it was. Now he was in a field.
And he wasn't alone. His eyes raked over the image of a woman. He didn't recognise her, but that didn't mean anything. "Empty night," he muttered before turning his full attention to her. "Do you happen to know where we are?" Or how he got here, was the real question because the kind of magic it would take to something like this pull this off...