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[………] Dragons

{……………} Immortalis (tongue of the true immortals)

"Scream a little dream of me" were the last words she spoke as she vanished from the clutches of the death eaters. Harry could of cheered that some one had finally survived, but as she had he then had to sit through the partial destruction of a muggle village.

She had, on the other hand spotted Harry when the death eaters attacked. Realising who and what he was, she utilised his wish that someone, anyone, would escape just so he wasn't the only 'survivor'. How he hated that word … that label … that lie. She used his self-loathing, his emotion to get herself out and landed by him as he continued to thrash and writhe as Voldermort had his sweet way with muggles and wizarding folk alike.

She looked down at the small teen that had saved her. The boy-who-lived … the newest mage, and apparently the youngest ever. She shuddered as she realised just how many gifts he possessed now even before he had his coming of age. She had trained for the next awakening and she would be the only one who could help him, yet he had had to save her.

"Awake Emrys. Awake and dam the link. Awake child and accept my oath." She laced her voice with mesmer. As she spoke he began to struggle and the beginnings of a cry emerged, but was suppressed. Catching the meaning almost immediately she cast layer upon layer of silencing charms. Looking around the room she saw just how barren and disgusting it was.

After nearly a minute she realised that he wouldn't awake until the vision was terminated, so she gathered the slim teen in her arms and smashing the wards by tapping into his emotions and tripped them both to Dragonsroost, and straight into the cavern where she knew, by instinct a clutch of eggs must await. Carefully she laid the boy, Emrys, on the warm sand floor. Almost immediately one of the eggs, the largest hatched into a small silver dragon. Mewing pitiful the small creature approached Emrys and butted his side. The teen awoke and cuddled the creature trying to reassure it.

A bright light surrounded both of them, and when it died away the dragon looked happy, and a petite girl who slept peacefully now was using it as a cushion. She looked at the dragon curiously.

[ It was the only way i could hope to heal him fully. Plus he was supposed to be a she – he's been feeling uncomfortable in his body for nearly six years now, and to round it off, my rider has to be female remember, Leila. Now while i can protect him i need you to retrieve the other new mage, who happens to be his soul sister, and I believe when you return your egg will hatch okay? ]

Leila bowed to the dragon and tripped away; she arrived at Hermione's house just in time to save the girl from burning to death while bound to her bed. The poor girl was badly burnt, so Leila mimicked her actions with Emrys, soothing the girl with washes of love and welcome, but as she lay the girl on the floor she could feel Death standing behind her, waiting to claim the youngling.

Slowly the largest remaining egg fractured and another small silver dragon appeared, but this one raced to its bonded's side, and stood facing Death down with a small flame trickling from its mouth. Leila smiled as the bright light consumed the girl and the dragon. She turned away and came face to face with Death.

{They are not yours and never shall be. She has been recognised. Now go}

The black robed skeleton bowed to her and vanished in a blast of cold. As the light died away she saw a petite girl who looked much like Emrys leaning against her dragon.

[ Thank you for rescuing my Mya; isn't she beautiful? ]

Leila could only nod as a third egg, cracked. A small white dragon emerged, and she ran to it. It playfully butted her legs causing her to fall over, and as she did she was enclosed in a column of pure light with her dragon. The little white dragon transformed in to a stately lady who smiled at Leila.

[ Welcome lore mistress. I am Zara, your companion. Watch the little ones carefully and train them well, for they shall be strong. As you know to train them for flight they must go to Raryn, but you may reassure them that no time will have passed in this place. It will also give their magic time to mature before they train it properly. Give them a day or so, but order the house elves to prepare suites for you, the mages and two other rider couples as I believe several will wish to accompany you back. ]

The light dissipated and the dragon transformed back. Suddenly tired she curled up in much a similar position to Emrys and Mya with her head on Zara's stomach.

Hogwarts

Dumbledore panicked as two of his sets of alarms went off almost simultaneously, but as he checked the readings he realised exactly what had happened. A true emotions witch had broken both sets of wards. He could understand Hermione's – the girl was about to burn to death, but for the witch to break the wards on Harry's house … something must have gone badly wrong. Dumbledore had met Leila when she was just fifteen and swearing the Dragon's oath, and she had promised she would try to explain if she took a student of his.

Moments later three ghostly stately ladies entered his office. "I would like to apologise on behalf of Leila, Lord Dumbledore. The mage Emrys saved her life, and the only way she could save he … him in return was to take Emrys and let Emrys bond with a mage's dragon. Mya was taken for the same reason. Now all three are about to disappear off the radar entirely because we must visit Raryn for a little while … it is the only place they can learn to ride their dragons in battle without suspicion." The ladies smiled and vanished.

Elsewhere

scream a little dream of me

whose life you tried to steal

scream a little dream of me

as horror becomes too real

scream a little dream of me

with earth i bind you

scream a little dream of me

with air i banish your family from you

scream a little dream of me

with fire i judge you

scream a little dream of me

with water i silence the evil inside you

scream a little dream of me

with akasha i mark you

scream a little dream of me

and believe …

Draco thrashed in his bed of crushed velvet, as his mind traced and retraced the events of the raid. He had thought they were breaking into a muggle house, but no. It was the home of a pretty single witch whose second fault was refusing to bed Lucius. The curse breaker of the group had dismantled her wards easily – he was famous for his work… They had found her asleep on a disgustingly muggle sofa and had bound her. At that moment Lord Voldermort was called and instead of taking her as planned, he signalled we should cast the Killing Curse simultaneously. As our mouths began to form the curse she spoke a phrase that identified who we were trying to kill. I crumbled internally, but then she vanished entirely. Even with my 'talents' I couldn't find her. With an evil grin my father turned his wand on the elder Crabbe and Goyle and indicated I should do the same to the younger and with oblivated them quickly and planted the notion we had killed the girl. Then each child grasped its father's arm as we answered the Dark Lord's Call

Dragonsroost

Leila awoke first being the healthiest at the time of the binding. Stretching she found she had been slid into the Lore Mistress's bed, which was all silk and velvet and sinfully luxurious. Reaching out she verified for herself that the two mages were indeed asleep, but the action awoke Zara, who head butted her until she got out of bed. A set of clothes including the battle robe that indicated they were to travel to Raryn today.

Carefully levitating the clothes behind her she went in search of the bathroom. Zara soon leapt from the nest she had made on the bed and stalked after her bonded, finding her in a marble-lined room with a deep pool.

Cautiously using the little ramp provided Zara entered the water and then decided she quite liked it, and proceeded to play with Leila for nearly an hour before her senses informed her that the two new mages sleep patterns had altered.

Calling a house elf to oil Zara, Leila dressed herself using a very useful wandless spell and tripped into the sisters' suite as the house elf arrived to pamper her bonded.