Disclaimer: We own mainly nothing but the plot and ourselves.

Authors' Note: It gets funny, we swear. THIS IS THE SECOND VERSION OF THE CHAPTER. We decided to change it a little. Real story begins after the 'situation' thingy. Stand it.

The Wars of Fiction

Situation: Another fan fiction writer, the Red Dragons Order said something she shouldn't have in a review. And Zimagesto decided for revenge. And I decided to help.

This whole thing started with a story dedicated to Red by Zimagesto -who I'll refer to as M., it's the initial of her real name- and Red's review unfortunately had this phrase in it: "keep writing, buddy, or I'll have to send a few Red Dragons after you for motivation". *smirks* M. doesn't like to be threatened and she has an overactive imagination, so she came up with a story to suit this situation. And she asked me for help.

So, this fic will be built on Red's Sagas. So, there are a few things you should know: Harry is the leader of the Red Dragons Order, which fights crime. Draco Malfoy is a good guy. Harry has great powers, received for fighting evil and is called the Lord of Light or the Gamemaster. The action happens after Harry's sixth year.

A few people in the order? Fred, George, Ron Weasley, Hermione, Draco, Salazar Slytherin -who is a vampire!!!-. You'll get the idea. It's easy, they're a few people who save the day and the readers have fun reading the stories, although the other things written by Red are better. Worth reading.

Want to know something about M.? She's an awfully cheery person sometimes and can drive a person crazy. And she's obsessed with Harry Potter. Badly. But she's bright -kind of a- and can be serious. You'll probably get some notes about what happens behind the screen. My, my, it should be fun since I'm writing this on my own and she'll probably have my head for saying she's kind of a bright *smirks*. And now, the story!

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Chapter 1:The beginning

M. was reading her letters and noticed something: a letter was showing itself from the many ones she currently had in her hand. She opened it and read it.

"My dear girl,

I must inform you that Harry Potter has threatened to hex the one who fails to bring the files on time into oblivion. May I remind you that you also do underground work for him?-even without him knowing- I thought you ought to know. *and maybe we'll have a few more of your delightful revenges?*

Your friend,
Imach'ra -Dragon"

"Kya? Kya, where are you?" she asked, looking around in the darkness.

A beautiful Siberian Husky came under the window, looking questioningly at her. "Finally! Where were you? Listen, girl, go get our old friend, will you? Tell him that I need a small favor."

The dog looked around, checking if there was anyone to watch and then climbed over the fence and got to the other side and started running down the street.

She returned to the computer and grinned deviously.

"This will be fun, won't it?" she asked nobody in particular.

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Well, enough for this chapter. Yes, I know it's short, it's supposed to be, but they will get longer. And I get in the story. Oh, boy, this is gonna be swell!!! *grins*. And the fun part starts from the next chapter.