Chapter One: Meeting the Dragoners
Nine year old Harry sat on a swing, in the deserted park. He swung lowly, back and forth, and watched as the sun slowly fell down, to be buried by the earth. Sometimes, it felt as if all hope was gone for him, when the sun went down. Sometimes, Harry just wanted to run as fast as he could, stay with it, and never let it get left behind, or move forward.
After the sum was gone, he lay on his back on the ground, and watched as slowly, the moon became visible, and the twinkling points of light followed slowly after. There was a rustle. He whipped his head around, seeking the source of the noise. There was no wind, tonight. It would be pretty weird for a noise to come this late at night with no wind…A snap. A crack. And then, a bright flash of white light. When the light faded, the park was empty. The only moving thing, a swing, swinging in the non-existent breeze.
A nine-year-old girl sat in a mud puddle, in a white and yellow dress, her puppy sitting in her lap, licking her face. The puppy stopped, and started growling low in his throat at the stretch of woods behind her. Something growled back, more of a snarl, and jumped out, circling the girl. It was big, furry, and had huge claws, paws, and teeth. She looked at it in wonder, for never having seen something like that before. Slowly, a green light started to build around the girl, puppy, and creature. She grabbed her puppy in fear as the creature sprung at her, biting her calf just as the green light flared, went white, and then disappeared. The only sign someone had been there was the mud splattered everywhere, the claw marks in the ground, along with the footprints and paw prints, and the blood.
As the light began to fade, she heard someone roar 'STUPEFY!' before a heavy black curtain fell over her eyes.
HEY! This is Tori. Now, this is MY version of the 'The Elemental Riders'
IMPORTANT NOTE! IF YOU ARE AGAINST THE KILLING OF POOR ANIMALS TO MAKE FUR CLOTHES, LLOOKO HERE, AND SIGN THE PETITION!