Monster Harry- Dragon Side
Chapter 1: Meet... wait, are you sure that's Harry!?
Dumbledore was depressed, he had lost track of the brother of the heroine of the wizarding world. His only hope that the boy was alive, was one magical instrument, that told him the boy was alive... yet dead.
Suddenly, an even older looking man holding a large book was sitting in his guest chair.
"Hello Dumbledore, I have come to tell you how to find 'Harry'," Fate said calmly.
Dumbledore's eyes narrowed at the man and asked, "and who might you be sir? And how would you know where Harry is?"
"My name is Fate young man, and I know where he is because of a deal with the one whom took him away. This ring will take you to his general area and back, along with anyone touching you or a person touching you. All you need to do is rub the ring in the same direction three times. One last warning, I have no idea who Harry is now, or even what sex, the bloody genie kept breaking down in laughter every time I asked," Fate replied, and grumbled the last dozen words. He then dropped a plain silver ring on the desk before fading away.
The remaining old man dubiously picked up the ring, and slipped it on. With a short prayer, he rubbed it three times, and vanished.
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Dumbledore's first impression of the location he landed was... hot. He immediately cast multiple cooling charms on himself and was still uncomfortable.
His next impression was that he appeared to be in a city built into the inside of an active volcano. Which also accounted for the sulfur scent, and the heat.
His final and most pressing observation, were the three girls that looked like dragon human hybrids, they had draconic forearms, hands, lower legs, feet, wings and tails. They were wearing a light armor that looked like it was crafted from supple leather, and reinforced with their own scales. their slitted . eyes were burning with fury. All three of them were between 7 and ¾ foot tall to 8.5 feet tall, and very large busts.
Two had large weapons, a great-sword in one case, and a halberd in the other, while the third held a fireball in her hand.
"Who are you, and why have you entered our territory without permission?" the sword wielder asked.
The old man calmed himself, as they appeared to be hostile, but reasonable, "My Name is Albus Dumbledore, and I'm here looking for someone, whom went missing from my world five years ago. I was told he was changed before being given a ring to send me to his general location."
The apparent leader nodded as she sensed no lies, due to a discrete spell she cast, before sheathing her weapon. "follow me, I will lead you to the queen, she might be able to help you."
As the two went to visit the queen, the other two dragon girls took off to continue their patrol.
Along the walk to their destination, Dumbledore noticed that the vast majority of beings he passed were Dragon-girls, while most of the remaining humans were scantly clad in plain but durable cloth, or nude with runes placed on their flesh, or males that wore little with similar runes on their flesh, but seemed more animated than the others.
After a few hours of walking, and multiple recasts of cooling charms later, the duo arrived at the palace. The palace was larger than Hogwarts, and looked like someone took lava, and shaped it into a majestic, well built palace.
Upon entering the throne room his eyes were drawn to the one whom was obviously the queen. She was taller than any others he had met so far in this world. At a full nine and a half feet tall, she also had a bust larger than any he had ever seen, and when he realized that that was without taking into account her huge stature. Her scales were a deep crimson, which contrasted with her blue eyes, and purple hair.
He did notice his escort had gotten to her knees, as well as the guards in each corner, and followed suit.
"Your Majesty, this man Albus Dumbledore, is looking for someone, and I was hoping that you might be able to help," the escort said with utmost respect.
"Rise both of you," the queen commanded, "Now Dumbledore, who are you looking for, and why would you think the person is here?"
"I was told that the person I would be looking for might be unrecognizable, and an old man named Fate told me he or she would be here."
"Fate eh?" a new voice, younger than any present spoke suddenly as a young looking girl, with an already budding B cup breasts and standing an impressive, for a human her age, five foot tall, walked out from an alcove. Her scales were as dark as an unlit underground cavern, and contrasted wonderfully with her braided ankle length silver hair, green eyes bright with a hidden humor and intelligence, and milky white skin. "what did this man look like?"
"Who are you miss?" Dumbledore asked, only to be taken aback by the hostility directed at him from the rest of the rooms occupants.
The Queens eyes narrowed at the disrespect shown, and was about to demand a punishment when the man spoke again, "I apologize for my rudeness, your question simply caught me off guard, as well as the unexpectedness of finding a young girl like you here. My name dear lady, Is Albus Dumbledore, and Fate was an old man holding a thick leather book."
The girl nodded with a smirk, and replied, "Call me Ember, most races can't pronounce our true name." She then turned toward the queen, and asked, "Remember the story I told you when I was eight?"
The Queens eyes widened, and she stood up to her full imposing height, and said, "Come Albus, we have much to discuss, you as well my daughter."
"Yes mother," Ember replied respectfully.
That reply made Albus break out in a cold sweat, he had demanded an answer from a princess, before he stood up and followed the duo.
The trio arrived in a comfortable, for dragon-girls, sitting room, and with a burst of magic the Queen activated some magic seals that were installed for visitors, that reduced the temperature from a balmy 120 Fahrenheit to a cool 75.
"Now, why are you looking for my dear daughter?" The Queen asked with a small smile at the expression Dumbledore now sported.
"Dau-dau-daughter!?" he exclaimed shocked.
"Yes," Ember replied with a charming smile. "Before I made a wish and died and became reborn as Ember, I was Harry James Potter, or as my..." she paused with a darkened expression, and spat sizzling glob of spit off the side, before continuing, "family referred to me as, Freak. I was wondering when Fate would send someone to me."
Dumbledore was silent as his mind was suffering from a magical equivalent of a blue screen of death.
While waiting for the old man to reboot, Ember leaned over and tapped her mother on her shoulder, and when she leaned down had a whispered conversation. After getting her mothers agreement she went to the door and spoke to a passing servant.
Ten minutes later a slave came in holding a tray, and placed a bottle of dragon ale in front of the queen, a bottle of dragon wine in front of ember, and a chilled bottle of elf wine in front of Dumbledore, as well as glasses in front of them all, just as he came out of his shock.
"Please drink Mr. Dumbledore, it'll help calm your nerves, and after you calm down, why don't you tell me why you tracked down my daughter," the elder dragon-girl half-suggested half commanded.
Pouring himself a glass he shakily downed half of it, and felt the comforting warmth of alcohol run through him, and he knew he couldn't afford to finish even the glass if he was to have a reasonable clear mind for what would probably be an intensive negotiation session.
"I was seeking Harry, unknowing that he was now your daughter, to bring him back to his family, and to enroll him in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the school I am headmaster of."
Ember narrowed her eyes, and after a glance at her mother for permission replied scornfully, "You would take me back to them? The people whom had no compunction about abusing Harry, and would probably do worse to me? That family?"
Taken aback by the venom in the young dragon-girl's voice, he quickly replied, "No I mean your parents."
This time it was the queen's voice that replied, with, if it were possible, even more venom than her daughters, "are you telling me, Harry's parents, willfully abandoned him to those abusive scum? To the point that when he obtained a genie that could grant any wish, he used it to ask for a mother? The genie obviously did him a favor when he killed his old body and sent her back in time to be laid by me."
Dumbledore grimaced at the accusation, and at the revelation that Harry hadn't been transformed into Ember, he had been reborn into her. Taking a moment to collect himself from the hostility he was facing, he attempted to explain, "I used a powerful, blood based ward to protect the family, but it was limited in how many magicals it could shelter. That limit was three, and with his sister being the girl whom lived, he seemed to be the obvious one to me moved out until we found a way of modifying the ward."
"And why didn't one of the adults move out? Or did they consider their safety more important than their son's?" The queen asked harshly.
"This split was meant to protect all four of them, and I had expected Harry's aunt and uncle to take care of him, and was saddened to discover that it was not the case," here he hesitated, before continuing, "And honestly, splitting the parents up didn't occur to us."
"And do you still intend to take my daughter from me?" the queen asked before drinking a third glass of ale.
Dumbledore closed his eyes in thought, and ignored the slight glares that the two dragon-girls were directing at him. Decision made, he smiled and answered, "No, but I would like to extend an invitation to join us at Hogwarts. I realize you might have a method of using magic, but this would be an opportunity to learn another. I will not pressure you, but it will be a opportunity to get to know those that might be considered your grandparents."
Ember shuddered as she realized Dumbledore had a point, but decided not to comment.
The Queen, swirled the remainder of her fourth glass as she considered the proposal from many angles. The positives, the negatives, the conditions needed for the proposition to be acceptable, the risks, and benefits. Truthfully, there weren't many items in the minus column, it would be over fifty years before Ember would be ready to take over, as that would make her, physically, the human equivalent of eighteen, so seven years taking it easy is no problem, and it would allow her to get used to dealing with the fragility of humans. The only thing that really disturbed her, about going somewhere outside her territory, was her daughter's much smaller than average stature, mass, and... development. She then smiled as she remembered her last hand to hand lesson, and knew that anyone wanting to fight her would regret it. "One condition," she replied.
"Yes? And I do realize she can't wear our uniform for the school," Dumbledore replied.
"I didn't even know there was a uniform, but that wasn't the condition. The condition is that her slave, and her two bodyguards/friends/advisers accompany her," The Queen stated.
Albus nodded, he was inviting a princess after all, an entourage would not be unexpected. "I have no problem with that, I expect that if they have magic potential to attend classes, and if not to not interfere though."
"Agreed, I assume we need supplies, when can we depart for them?" the Queen answered with a smile. "We have plenty of gold and precious stones to pay for them."
Dumbledore nodded, and replied, we can head out now if you want, but you might want to collect the rest of her party, so that they can get their supplies at the same time."
Ember was already at the door, before Albus was even finished talking, and ordering a servant to track down those missing.
Half an hour later three more individuals had been gathered in the room.
The first to arrive, five minutes after the servant was dispatched, was a female human, age fifteen, whom was wearing a tattered set of rags over her painfully thin body. Her tanned body was covered in both runes, and five year old scars from whips, and painfully thin, as if she was recovering from years of near starvation. Her loose ink black hair was calf length, and a haunted look graced her hazel eyes except when looking at Ember.
The second to arrive, was a girl with a tail like an eastern dragon and draconic arms covered in glossy silver scales, her skin was nicely tanned, her shoulder length light purple hair, and fin like ears and was wearing a shrine maiden-type top that depicted a starry sky. A black magatama was embedded in her caller bone. She was a good example of a Ryu Mamono.
The last arrived just a minute ago, she had draconic legs, tail, and wings in place of arms. Her scales were golden, her skin was tanned a golden brown, and her mid-back length red hair was rather wild and untamed. She was wearing a rather skimpy tight top, and a bikini like bottom with claw designs on the sides.
"One of you needs to be touching me, while the others need to be touching the one touching me or a person in the chain," Dumbledore explained, and flinched as a large clawed hand, that he knew could snap him in two, landed on his shoulder. Taking a quick glance at the group to make sure everyone was set, he activated the ring, and the six vanished...
to go school shopping.
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Next time on Dragon Side! Mamonos (Mgs) meet the wizarding world! What type of shenanigans will they get into?
AN: I gave more description for the girl cause you can look up pics for the others.