Extraterrestrial Attraction

Mo'at

Na'vi

Eywa

'Harry's Thoughts'

Okay, a little talk here guys. I hope that you are enjoying this book, but I'm a bit shocked. I never, in a million years, would have thought that in just a few weeks, I would have readers outside of America. Thank you all for reading this story, you all make my day. We are up to, as of this moment, 172 reads and 11 votes, and this story has only been up for a little over a month. That is so much more then I was expecting. I would also love to hear from you guys, comments make my day.

Btw, I kind of hate this chapter, but I needed to get it out. Harry needs to have connections within the clan for later, and Tsu'tey and Mo'at seemed to be the most likely advocates for the positions.

OOC Tsu'tey, sorry, not sorry. I love him so much, and I think that He would be able to feel that Harry wasn't a bad person at all would be more open to him.

Enjoy!!!!!!

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Harry would have never pictured what it would look like inside Hometree, but the nostalgia hit him hard. The groups of people reminded him of Hogwarts and the clicks at the meal tables.

Immediately, after Harry and Tsu'tey had followed the party inside the large tree, he couldn't help but look around at all of the different people. Masses of blue, all grouped together, were staring intently at the group, or mainly Jake. A select few had noticed Tsu'tey's own entry and had watched Harry with weary eyes. Harry understood why they looked at him like that, and he probably would have felt better if he was tied up like Jake.

Like an animal.

The stares that the people were giving Jake were openly hostile, many of the men and women would snarl at him as he passed. Harry, however, was looked at with curiosity. It was probably an anomaly to see Tsu'tey being nice to someone, let along a Dreamwalker.

Harry had felt Tsu'tey get off of the pa'li, and he had not fought the hands that had grabbed his small waist. Harry stared up at Tsu'tey, his green eyes looking deep into Tsu'tey's golden ones, almost sobbing at the uncanny resemblance to his deceased godfather and his godchild.

"I see you, Father." Harry jumped slightly after hearing Neytiri greet her father. He had no idea that they had been that close to the clan leader. The man, Harry had noticed, was heavily decorated in feathers, beads, and sharp objects. It reminded him of the Native American tribes that he had visited over the one hundred years he had walked the earth.

"Why have you brought them here, Daughter?" This time, it was clear that the clan leader was talking to not only Jake but Harry too. Harry mentally took it back. He had much preferred Tsu'tey's gentle treatment earlier.

"What is he saying?" Harry facepalmed. Jake couldn't speak na'vi, so Harry tried to keep in mind that it was impossible for him to understand their situations.