A Boy And His Dragon

Summary-

In the Village that Harry lives in, there is a rumor that a Dragon lives on the mountain that village was built under. On Harry's seventeenth birthday, Harry's cousin and his friends decide to play a 'prank' on him and tie him to a pole in from of a cave on the mountain. When a Dragon really does appear and take Harry, Harry's friends and God fathers will do everything in their powers to get Harry, if it already isn't too late.

Chapter 1-

Dragon, noun, a mythical creature generally represented as a huge, winged reptile with crested head and enormous claws and teeth, and often spouting fire. The dragon was said to be a greedy, tyrannical brute that ate damsels, demolished villages, and kept a huge treasure hoarded.

Harry sighed as he looked at the long list of chores that his Aunt Petunia gave him to do on his birthday, looks like he wasn't going to be going to the birthday party his friends and God Fathers were throwing him today. Harry folded up the piece of paper and went to gather up the dirty clothes. He should have known that the Dursleys weren't going to let he have the day off, why did he even hold out hope? He walked over to the small river behind the Dursleys' house and began to clean the clothes.

As he cleaned the clothes he looked up at the mountain that this village was built under many, many years ago. It was such a beautiful mountain, he wondered why no one was allowed up there, and he wasn't the only one who wondered this. Many of the children in the village wondered this too. He had asked his best friend, Ronald Weasely, mother one day; she told him that there is said to be a Dragon living up there. Harry had never seen the Dragon, no one in the village has seen the Dragon, well no one but Dumbledore, and that was a long time ago. Harry even wondered if there really was a Dragon living up there.

Once the clothes had been cleaned Harry placed them on the clothes line to dry then headed inside to grab a basket and some money. After that was done Harry walked to the market to buy the food that Aunt Petunia had written down. While at the market he ran into his cousin, Dudley's tutor Severus Snape, and one of his three God Fathers. "Harry? What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be over at the Weasely's place celebrating your birthday?" Snape asked the boy.

"I can't go; I have so many chores to do." Harry said as Snape got an annoyed look in his raven black eyes, Harry swore they changed from black to red for a split second before changing back, it happened so fast that Harry chocked it off to his imagination.

"Is that so? Well than, I'll just have to go and inform the others of this." Snape said looking like he was sucking on a very sour lemon. "I will see you later Harry." He added then walked away. Harry shook his head at the man, he may not show it very often, but Harry knew the man cared for him like one would a son.

After buying all that Aunt Petunia had written down Harry made his way back to the Dursleys' house to make something for them to eat while he cleaned the house. When he was a few yards away from the house, Harry was surrounded by his cousin Dudley and his friends, Piers and Malcolm. "Well, look at what we've found boys, a little freak." Dudley said and Piers and Malcolm laughed. Harry sighed trying to hold his annoyance for the portly boy in front of him aside.

"Dudley please move, I need to get this inside and began on dinner." Harry said, and of course he didn't listen.

"No, I don't think I will." Dudley said moving closer to Harry, Harry's eyes started to water at the stench coming off the three of them. The Dursleys were among the handful of people who believed that you did not have to bath every day and that a bath every now and then was perfectly fine. Thank god Harry was not in that handful of people and bathed regularly, he didn't think he would be able to handle smelling himself every day.

"What do you want Dudley?" Harry asked not really in the mood to be messed with.

"We thought we would give you a birthday gift, since it is you birthday." Dudley said smirking and Piers and Malcolm snickered. Harry was suspicious, Dudley and his friends giving him a birthday gift, this was bad. And Harry was right. Before he could say or do anything Malcolm had thrown him over his should nearly knocking Harry out with his stench.

When Harry had awoken from his stench induced daze, he found himself tied to a sacrificial pole in front of a very dark cave on the side of the mountain. Harry tried to wiggle out of the rope, hoping that rope would slip off. "Damn it." Harry muttered when that didn't happen. He snapped his head up when he heard Dudley laugh at him. "What the hell Dudley?"

"Well, we thought that since you love asking about this Dragon so much that for your birthday gift we would let you meet the Dragon face to face. But don't worry; I hear that Dragons only eat virgins so you should be safe. Oh wait that's right, you ARE a virgin, well nice knowing you." Dudley said before leaving down the mountain with his friends in tow.

"Damn it Dudley, Get back here and untie me!" Harry yelled, he was afraid of what his Aunt would do to him when he did not show up to make their dinner. Harry groaned when he realized that they weren't coming back for him, "Well, isn't this just great, tied up to a pole, on a mountain, on my birthday. This day just couldn't get any better." Harry muttered looking down at the ground. Harry lifted an eyebrow as some of the peddles on the ground began to bounce and roll around. Soon the ground began to tremble, sound soon followed, Harry followed where the sound was coming from and it turned out to be the cave.

Thump.

The sandy dirt around him shifted and slid wildly and a small dust cloud formed around his feet.

Thump.

He felt the jolt of it travel from his feet into his knees.

Thump.

He turned to call to Dudley, but the only sound out of his mouth was a dry croak.

Thump.

…Slide.

What was that? There was a thump and then a sliding, almost…slithering sound. Harry squinted into the gloom. Was something moving in there?

Yes.

The dragon that Harry wasn't so sure was real? Harry's eyes widened as a huge silver dragon head appeared out from the cave. Harry tried to scream but the sound died in his throat when the Dragon looked at him with beautiful tilted gray eyes, sparkling like stars in the middle of the day. The Dragon looked around then fully came out of the cave and walked around Harry looking at him before stopping in front of him with his slender snout a few feet away from Harry's body.

The slender snout which Harry knew housed some amazingly sharp teeth came closer and a gentle purring sound was hear. Harry closed his eyes, feeling a cold sweat break over his body. But instead of the expected 'Fwoosh' and instant death-by-fire-ball, Harry felt a warm breeze wafting over him. It was oddly comforting, like the feeling of a summer breeze at night, keeping bugs at bay when the Dursleys made him sleep outside for the crime of coexistence.

Harry cracked one eye and saw that the dragon was… breathing on him. What the? No… no, he realized, the beast was sniffing him. The dragon drew back slightly and Harry concentrated on not dying by hyperventilation as another warm breeze blew around him, dust getting into his eyes and making them water. He coughed, blinking at the tears and trying to see where the beast had gone, but when he was finally able to open his eyes he gave a start.

That's it for this idea came from a story I read called 'Dragon Bait' by Bullied. I was sad to find that is hadn't been touched for three years so I thought I would try my luck with my version of Harry falls in love with a Dragon story. ^^ I hope you're not made Bullied.