Wyrda of a Shur'tugal

(Fate of a Dragon Rider)

Summary: After a vision of a brown haired boy in a forest, Harry is transported to another world to the exact moment his vision took place. Moments later, in a flash of light, something happens that changes his life forever. Eragon crossover. Set after GoF.

Disclaimer: Alas, my attempts to get J.K. Rowling and Christopher Paolini to sign over at least some rights to their wondrous works, were shot down before they even took off. So, thus, this story is not mine.

Prologue: Two Eggs and a Dream

Dream

Wind howled through the night, carrying a scent that would change the world. The Shade, Durza, human except for the crimson hair and maroon eyes. His army, tools to be specific, made up of Urgals, hid in the shadows of the trees waiting to attack.

Then, their target passed by. From a patch of trees came three elves on white horses, one female, and two males. The female elf had a pouch on her lap that she checked often, as if to assure herself that whatever was in it was still there. The Urgals made quick work of the two male elves with their arrows. As the female elf saw her dead companions, she gave shout, leapt off her horse, and took off running through the woods.

Durza shouted to Urgals to take off after her. The Shade climbed up on a big piece of granite and from his vantage point, could see the whole forest. He raised his hand and silently said, "Istalrí boetk!" This phrase made a quarter mile section of the forest go up in flames. Gradually, the Shade lit up other sections until he had a ring of fire, a half league wide. This made the area the Urgals had to search smaller. Suddenly, he heard a scream and shouts. He watched through the trees as three Urgals were killed. Then the elf turned toward the granite at an incredible pace. He jumped down and landed nimbly before the elf as she turned to look for another escape route. "Get her!" he barked to the remaining nine Urgals. The elf reached inside her pouch and let it fall to the ground. In each hand she held one stone. One was sapphire and the other emerald. He saw her lips move, forming hurried words. Desperately, he barked, "Garjzla!"

A ball of red flame formed on his hand and flew towards the elf. But he was too late. In a flash of silver light, the stones disappeared. The flames hit the elf, and she collapsed.

Durza shouted in rage, and shot bolts of energy from his hand, which killed the Urgals. He confirmed the stones were gone, found his horse in the trees, tied the elf to his saddle and left the forest.

In another forest

A fifteen year old boy with brown hair and brown eyes knelt in a bed of grass and examined the tracks with and expert eye. This boy was named Eragon, and he was the only hunter near Carvahall that would go into the Spine. The Spine was a range of untamed mountains that ran up and down the land of Alagaësia. He had to kill this doe in order to feed his family. He strode to a glen in the forest. In the glen, there were twenty or so deer stretched out. The doe he wanted was at the edge of the glen, with its left foreleg stretched out weirdly. He strung his bow, and just as he was about to shoot, the glen lit up with a silver light and the herd bolted. He turned and shot at the bounding doe and it missed by mere inches.

Behind him, everything was a smoldering mess. He watched for danger but all that moved was mist. Then, there was another flash of light, and with it came a young boy with black hair. He landed hard, rolled and got to his feet.

"Who are you where did you come from?" Eragon asked.

"I am Harry Potter, and I come from England."

End Dream

Minute's before, Harry Potter awoke in Little Winging, Surry, with a gasp. And moments later, in a flash of brilliant silver light, he was gone.

Hope you enjoyed the prologue!!! Please review.

(A.n. has anyone noticed how similar the Eragon picture on the book that advertises the movie and the Goblet of Fire movie cover is?)

'Til next time,

Forgotten