Icy and Emily's Adventures
Author's Notes:
This story begins before Harry Potter. My friend Emma and I have created 2 or more characters in the story; and with a little ingenuity designed a whole new to part series, complete with prophecies, magic, transfiguration and duels. Enjoy!
By Elaine Boon and Emma Curtis.
Disclaimer: We don't own Harry Potter; it belongs to its rightful owner – J.K. Rowling, and no offence is intended in any way.
Chapter 1 :
Nightmare... or Vision?
The beautiful princess Icy with whitish-blue eyes and silvery blue hair was asleep in the cave, curled up beside the golden dragon called Beauty.
Beauty had a coat of golden scales that radiated light, with a yellow crystal surrounded by diamonds making up the topaz that was on her forehead.
Nearby lay Diver, the copper red dragon. Who shifted in his sleep, muttering in draconian. Scatted around him and the rest of the cave was nearly 100 dragons, all of which the wizarding world had long thought dead. Some of these were the Bronze Brothers, the Green Welsh, and the Brown Backler.
The only dragons that where the last for their species were Viper the black Vipertooth, Bonzo the black Bronzon and lastly Whisper the white Whispercone. Of all these including the Hungarian Horntail, Viper was the most deadly. Rumours still existed in the wizarding world that the legendary black Vipertooth could kill any mortal just by looking at them. However, this of course is a lie. Viper would only kill if someone threatened him or his family.
The White dragoness Whisper had a coat of silver white scales. On her forehead a diamond shaped pearl-like crystal gleamed in the moonlight. She was restless and let her thoughts wonder. She remembered back to when Stormer had given her a new name.
"I'm sorry Whisper. I didn't see you in all this mist. Perhaps you should change your name to misty as you blend into the mist. You moved so quietly that I nearly trotted into you. Forgive me." And he bowed.
She had always liked the mist. So Whisper had never minded being called Misty.
Whisper heard Beauty crooning Ice and saw that something was wrong. Silently she stood up and moved toward them.
Beauty had been roused by the sound of Ice her adopted little dragonette whimpering and thrashing about. Instantly she knew that Icy was having a nightmare and couldn't wake herself up. Fear crept into her heart as she started to purr softly, and calmly, which always comforted Icy during nightmares and helped her to awaken.
It wasn't working. Icy got worse. Beauty was starting to panic when she saw that Whisper was coming over. Beauty calmed down when Whisper started crooning to Ice as she came closer.
The combined sound of Whisper and Beauty woke up everyone else in the cave. They all crowed around Ice. Each and every dragon became anxious and scared when they discovered that she was in danger and that they couldn't help.
Suddenly, Ice gave an unearthly scream and opened her eyes. Everyone gasped. Her eyes that had only a few hours ago been cold blue were now green. Her hair, which had once been slivery blue, was now black. For no reason, the name Xaphia came into Beauty's mind.
Icy began to rise into the air. The circle of dragons closed beneath her. Ice screamed in pain and terror as her back arched, and from her shoulders sprouted winds. Just as her wings unfolded and started to flap, she stopped screaming.
A soft, pale blue feather floated to the ground as she started to speak in a voice unlike her own.
"The young prince will come, and betrayal brings he. It is she who must chose. But help her you may. For her choice could kill us... or save us... all in the one day."
With an explosion Icy's wings folded in and she plummeted towards the rock-hard earth. Beauty opened a wing and caught Ice softly. Beauty lay her gently on the blanket she had been raped in when she was abandoned as a baby.
All the dragons were scared for Icy, so when Shanr the Peruvian Vipertooth cried out "What shall we do? We must protest her. But how?" Everyone started to argue.
Whisper was losing her temper fast. Not one of the dragons had seen Whisper fully mad, only slightly annoyed. But that had been enough to scare them anyway. Of coarse, since they were all yelling at each other, no one noticed.
"ENOUGH!" Whisper roared. They all fell silent. They were too scared to speak. They realised how stupid they were being, and looked embarrassed as Whisper said "Let Beauty decide."
Beauty gazed down at the now peaceful Icy, lying on her side. She had come to love as her own. "We must guard her." She announced "Make sure that she is never alone and that no strangers come near. We will get all the creatures in the forest to help. We will take turns guarding the cave at night and staying with her during the day."
She asked "Does anyone object?" no one objected. Silence echoed off the walls. "Who will go first?" she challenged.
"I will" boomed Darlas.
"Are you sure?" Beauty looked at him.
"Of coarse I'm sure. I haven't been out side in daylight of 500 years. I'll finally get to see the sun rise again."
Darlas turned around and walked over to the cave mouth.