Correction of the future (Harry potter)

Chapter 3

Bold italics are for them speaking in Arabic

~FLASH FOWARD~

[sound of clashing of swords in background is heard as the camera pans to a large sandstone fortress in a desert. Zooms into a court yard where someone dressed in black like in the plane is shown with his face mask down. With him is a young boy of 11. This is Fayez Al Aydar. The two spar with sword relentlessly. Just as Fez is getting the upper hand a voice calls out.]

???: Fayez

[fez looses concentration and his opponent knocks him to the ground and points his sword at his throat. Fez nods in submission to the man who stands back and bows to the new voice. Fez also rises and bows.]

Fayez: father.

Marlene gasps quietly and turns to her future son.

"Ethan allowed this?!" She shouts. Fez gives her a sad smile and nods in response causing her to sit in shock. Fez knows his father cared for him, he just wasn't good at knowing what's best for him. Add that to the fact the man is extraordinarily selfish.

[EHSAN AL AYDAR is shown standing at a doorway looking coldly at his son and sons trainer. Entitlement practically oozes off of the man]

Ehsan: never let your guard down. One of the first things you were taught was to not let yourself be distracted

[FEZ looks down in shame, disappointed in himself for not being good enough. As the Demons heir he should know better, should be better. He nods to his father. EHSAN continues to stare, analysing the young boy for any sign of weakness or emotion. He doesn't like what he sees as he shakes his head.]

Ehsan: you are too emotional Fayez. This will get you killed. Come. Your grandfather is expecting us.

Fez: yes father [his eyes widen a fraction at the mention of the Demon Head, but he bows his head in acceptance none the less and follows his father through a maze of corridors before arriving at a set of lavish double doors]

"Merlin! How big is that place?" Sirius questions, looking wide-eyed at the counterpart of the big on the screen. Fez smirks slightly.

"It has to be confusing." He stated. "Makes it harder to escape." With that he turns away from the long hair boy, leaving him gaping.

Fez had spent his whole life going in between different bases of looks. Traded between trainers like an disobedient dog. He had been everywhere but no where. Traveled all over the world but seen nothing. All to hone his skills and test his abilities to become the perfect heir.

[the doors open, revealing AKEEM AL AYDAR sitting in a large throne-like chair, looking blankly around the room as another person in black kneels perfectly still in front of him. AKEEM looks up at the new entry's, but the assortment of people in black do not change their positions or make any hint that they heard them enter.]

"Okay, what the hell is this place? Cause all of these people in masks is giving me mafia vibes." Remus pipes up, bewildered at the scene playing out and the buzzer upbringing of the boy.

"It kind of is?" Fez admits, looking slightly unsure of the answer. "I'm sure I'll explain the whole situation at some point in the movies. It'll probably show me explaining it to these lot." He suggest, nodding in the direction of his friends. Remus doesn't look any less confused, if anything he looks more.