Disclaimer: I don't own any of J.K Rowlings characters or books.

A/N:

Hi guys. My love for reptilians made me try and write a fic with reptilian strange goodness. I must admit that writing Harry Potter Fics is one tough job, with that in mind updates will be very unpredictable in lenght and time. Thats it, R&R Hope ya like it.

Scales Under The Skin

Chapter 1

Hissing Plight

The sun shone brightly upon the Hogwarts Castle and lit Harry's face as he is lightly dozing off by the lake. A hundred metres away to his left is the Forbidden Forest with its brooding patience to engulf foolish students. Harry didn't mind his surroundings and just enjoyed the warmth that the sun's rays showered. The 6th year for him started just a week ago, For some reason Malfoy kept looking at him whenever he didn't look and Snape was even a bigger arse than last year and ducked several points for him just making slight noise.

Times like this somehow made things bearable. The summer with the Dursleys was hell and painfull, Harry wonders each summer why Dumbledore always sends him back to that place. After remembering how he was treated made his heart beat faster and being filled with anger and hate. He calmed down as he remembered the reason why he came.

Harry's relaxation was cut short as a high pitched screech reached his ears. His body quickly rose up and green eyes searched for the source. Yet another scream came from his left side. He turned and saw that it came from the Forbidden Forest. It felt very familiar but he couldn't figure out why, all of a sudden his heart started to pump faster and his legs broke off into a run on their own.

Harry watched as his body had the mind of it's own and was running straight towards the forest he hoped not to visit anytime soon.

The screeches led him ever closer to the unknown source. With each step, several metres were traversed, and each jump carefully evaded roots that posed the danger of tripping.

His muscles burned more oxygen than the lungs could provide, leading him to be winded very quickly. What is odd is that he feels despair and fear wash over him as the screeches increased in volume and intervals. It only increased the pace.

After almost having his muscles break apart from the intense running, Harry could have a breather when he reached a small clearing. His nostrils were filled with the smell of blood and smoke. He rose his head to see what happened and saw that the grass and dirt was scorched and several patches of dirt were covered in blood. One of the patches was distinct as it trailed off towards the edge of the clearing, another screech numbed Harry's eardrums. Again his body began to move on it's own, his heart wrenched under the pain and suffering that each call brought with it.

Harry finally reached the source, a reptilian humanoid is sitting with his back against the tree for support. In it's hands is a peculiarly large egg, polka-dotted with red dots across it's cream-brown surface. The colour of the egg matched the scales of the reptile, it's shallow breaths barely showed the scales move across it's chest. The creature noticed the young wizard staring at it with wonder, It's yellow reptilian eyes locked with green.

The dark-haired wizard felt the creature prod his mind until it spoke.

"You heard my cries?"

"That was you?" Harry responded mentally.

"Yes, unfortunately I was attacked by hungry Acromantulas, which I didn't know was native to this region."

Harry felt a pang of guilt, he remembers that Hagrid brought Aragog to Hogwarts. They must have been of Aragog's colony. But what he finds interesting is this reptile infront of him.

"Umm, what are you?"

"I am a Lesser. We descend from dragons. While they are of grander stature, they are hindered with lack of brain power and intelligence, we, on the other hand, traded our strenght for higher consciousness. The egg that you see in my hands is my offspring."

Harry could see the Lesser's plight but he can't take the egg.

"By the looks of you, you must be Harry Potter. You are somewhat known in our circles. I can't help but smell something about you, a scent quite intersting."

"I am sorry but I can't keep it, if they find it in my school they might send it away or worse."

"I must say that either way you will regret it, if you leave me here with the egg it will certainly die, but if you do take it and get caught the result will be the same. I will be dead and my child will have no future. I see that you are a kind-hearted person and an intelligent one at that."

He had to admit that the Lesser was right. If he left them they would surely die and if he took it and got caught there wouldn't be much difference. The only option he had to evade having a life on his conscience is to take it with him. He could see the reptile grin it's sharp teeth. A bit of anger stirred in Harry for his life was again made harder and out of his control.

"Take it. It will hatch in several months. Keep it warm, a lit fireplace should be sufficient. Please... make it's life good."

The reptile's hands went limp as he gave the large egg to the young wizard. His eyes turned murky as death took him away, only a faint ripple in the Vale showed of his passing.

Harry stared at the Lesser for several long moments, yet another death he had to be witness to. It pained him that so much death surrounded him. But this event was somewhat softer for him since he wasn't involved. He clumsily stood up as the egg was quite heavy for it's size. He looked at the marvel in his hands, it's large as Harry's head. Harry's mind was filled with thoughts when the egg will hatch, a small reptile dwarf.

He shook those thoughts away and turned his attention to the dead parent. The least he could do is bury the body, thankfully he had his wand with him and with a few movements, a nice square hole dug itself.

It took a while for the raven haired teen to realize he was still in the Forbidden Forest. Harry's nose wrinkled as again the smell of blood and smoke forced it's way in along with the fresh air.

Thankfully the large Hogwarts Castle is still visible from his point of view and made it easy for him to return. As his autopilot took over to take his safely back to Hogwarts, he put the rest of his attention to think about how he should hide the egg.

He sighed "What kind of year will this be?"

A/N:

quite short, probably a little rushed? I am preety sure you guys know whats going to happen with Harry and his pet egg. Man its already 1 AM? Time to hit the hay. :)