AN here is a summary of what has happened in the book "Eragon" for those who have not read it to help with comprehension. A shade named Durza, along with a group of urgals, ambushes a party of three elves. After he and the urgals kill the other elves, Durza attempts to steal an egg carried by one of the female elves, but is foiled when she causes it to vanish. Infuriated, he renders her unconscious with a ball of fire and abducts her.

Eragon is a fifteen-year-old boy who has lived with his uncle Garrow and cousin Roran (Roran Stronghammer) on a farm near the village of Carvahall, ever since his mother Selena, Garrow's sister, left him there right after his birth. While hunting in the Spine, Eragon is surprised to see the blue dragon egg, which he believes to be a stone, appear in front of him. A few months later, Eragon witnesses a baby dragon hatch from the egg. Eragon names the dragon Saphira. He raises the dragon in secret until two of King Galbatorix's servants, the Ra'zac, come to Carvahall; though it is later revealed that they weren't looking for the egg at first. Eragon and Saphira manage to escape by hiding in the Spine, but Garrow is fatally wounded and the house and farm are burned down by the Ra'zac. Once Garrow dies, Eragon is left with no reason to stay in Carvahall, so he goes after the Ra'zac with his newly hatched dragon, seeking vengeance for the destruction of his home and his uncle's death. He is accompanied by Brom, an elderly storyteller, who provides Eragon with the sword Zar'roc and insists on helping him and Saphira.

Eragon becomes a Dragon Rider through his bond with Saphira. He is the only known Rider in Alagaësia other than King Galbatorix, who, with the help of the now-dead Forsworn, a group of thirteen dragon riders loyal to Galbatorix, killed every other Rider a hundred years ago. On the journey, Brom teaches Eragon sword fighting, magic, the ancient elvish language, and the ways of the Dragon Riders. Their travels bring them to the city of Teirm, where they meet with Brom's friend Jeod. Eragon's fortune is told by the witch Angela, and her companion, the werecat Solembum, gives Eragon some mysterious advice. With Jeod's help, they are able to track the Ra'zac to the southern city of Dras-Leona. Although they manage to infiltrate the city, Eragon encounters the Ra'zac in a cathedral and he and Brom are forced to flee. Later that night, their camp is ambushed by the Ra'zac. A stranger named Murtagh rescues them, but Brom is gravely injured. Saphira watches over Brom as the night progresses, yet when morning comes they realize there is nothing they can do to save him. Brom gives Eragon his blessing, reveals that he was also once a dragon rider and that his dragon's name was Saphira, and dies. Saphira then encases Brom in a tomb made of a diamond.

Murtagh becomes Eragon's new companion and they travel to the city Gil'ead to find information on how to find the Varden, a group of rebels who want to see the downfall of Galbatorix. While stopping near Gil'ead, Eragon is captured and imprisoned in the same jail that holds a woman he has been having dreams about. As she is being dragged past she is revealed as an elf when her pointed ears are uncovered. Murtagh and Saphira stage a rescue, and Eragon escapes with the unconscious elf. During the escape, Eragon and Murtagh battle with Durza. Murtagh shoots Durza between the eyes with an arrow, and the Shade disappears in a cloud of mist. Having escaped, they run off. Eragon succeeds in communicating with the elf, whose name is revealed as Arya, and learns the location of the Varden. After some arguing, Murtagh decides to still travel with Eragon to the Varden but is still wary of them.

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"Sir! There's been a disturbance!" Ajihad's guard shouted, interrupting the meeting of the first rider of the new order and the leader of the Varden.

"What is it!" Ajihad demanded, furious that his meeting had been interrupted.

"The dwarves have sent word, through their tunnel. A boy has arrived in the valley. He's approaching, he could be a scout of the Empire!" The guard exclaimed

"This could be to our advantage. He may know of the Empire's battle plans. We need any advantage we can get if we are to defeat the Urgl force. Capture him immediately and bring him to me for questioning." Ajihad demanded. With that, the guard left in haste to recruit a group of men.

"I am sorry for the interruption Eragon. I am sure you're tired from traveling. However before you rest I need to know all the events that lead you here." Ajihad asked. Eragon then started recounting everything that had befallen him since his and Brom"s departure. Saphira would help supply him with details were his memory failed him. Soon enough his tale was completed, Ajihad took his time to consider what Eragon had said.

"Brom's death was a true loss, I think he'd want you to have this." Ajihad said while pulling Brom's ring from his desk drawer. Ajihad handed the ring to Eragon who immediately slipped it on his finger.

"My inheritance from Brom, it's all that's left of him. Well, this ring and me. I will make him proud and make sure his name is never forgotten." Eragon thought with sadness.

"I have assigned Orik to be your guide here in the city, go and get your rest Eragon. You deserve it" Ajihad instructed. With that Eragon left Ajihad's office, as soon as he left he was greeted by the dwarf who had pulled him from the water.

"I'm sorry if I caused you to be punished." Eragon said apologetically.

"Oh nonsense, if you had drowned I'd be in much more trouble. I'm Orik of the clan Dûrgrimst Ingeitum." Orik said with a smile, extending his hand.

"I'm Eragon" he said, taking the offered hand of the man, short in stature. The two walked through the mountain city. Those who saw him looked agape at the young rider and his large blue dragon whose scales shone brightly from the sun coming from the hole at the top. She was ferocious, a force to be reckoned with. The trio made their way up to the Dragon hold were the two would be sleeping. Eragon took a moment to wash the grime from his body before making his way to dinner. Eragon strode into a room led by Orik. The room was steamy and had a pool of hot water sitting in the middle. Eragon undressed and waded into the water and cleansed himself of weeks of blood, sweat, and dirt. After he had finished he dried off and found himself with a new tunic and pants, which he donned. Then he went to the basin and took in his image.

"I look different, my hair has grown. My face has lost its fat. My ears are starting to point like that of the elf. I need to ask about her, hopefully she's well" Eragon thought to himself. His brown hair had grown longer and hair was starting to grown upon his face.

"Saphira? What are you doing?" Eragon asked his partner of mind and heart.

"I am taking my time to rest. I had not realized the strain I've put on my body" Saphira replied tiredly. Eragon sent the mental equivalent of a nod through their link before leaving the wash room. Outside the door Orik was waiting to lead him to the kitchens so he could eat. On the way Eragon asked Orik many questions about the city.

"How is the elf? When can I see Murtagh?" Eragon asked.

"The elf is healing but thanks to you she will live. As far as Murtagh goes you may see him tomorrow." Orik replied

"What of the boy in the valley?" Eragon asked

"As far as I know they have reached him, but our men are waiting until he makes camp for the night and they're going to snatch him and bring him here for questioning." Orik replied. They found themselves in the kitchen and Eragon dined on delicious meats and bread. He drunk mead and enjoyed one of his few carefree moments in a long time. He drunk and had a good time with the dwarves, he was happy. Soon he grew tired and made his way towards the dragon hold to retire for night.

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Eragon awoke from his slumber and dressed and belted Zar'roc . He said good morning to his dragon and made his way towards the kitchen for breakfast. He ate his eggs and sausage before Orik joined him. After he had ate they made their way towards were the prisoners were held. The room was large and cells lined the walls. But only two were occupied, Eragon made his way towards the cell that held Murtagh. He looked better than he had before, he looked well rested and happier than he had in weeks.

"Eragon! You look well." Murtagh exclaimed happily.

"You as well, how have they been treating you here?" Eragon asked.

"Oh it's been great! It's quiet and the food is good and I got a good night's sleep." Murtagh said happily. The two talked and Eragon updated Murtagh on what was happening inside the Varden. Soon Eragon made his leave but before doing so he laid eyes upon the other cell. Inside laying on the cot was a boy, no older than 15. He had black messy hair, he was shorter than Eragon and had a scar in the shape of a bolt of lightning. He was skinny but showed some lean muscle. He was beginning to stir and his eyes peered open. They were an emerald green and glass sat upon his face.

"Hello? Help! Some men captured me! They took my wand! They could be Voldemort's men! He's back!" The boy exclaimed. He stood and started looking for a way out of his cell. The boy looked scared for his life. He wore red robes with the word Potter in its back in gold thread.

"Greetings, I am Eragon. You have been captured by the Varden. Are you part of the Empire?" Eragon asked. The boy looked at him in confusion.

"What Empire? What is the Varden?" The boy asked confused.

"Where are you from?" Eragon asked

"England! Where in the bloody hell am I?!" The boy asked desperately

"I know not of this England but right now you're in the Beor Mountains" Eragon replied his confusion showing through.

"I've never heard of them, but Hermione was always better at geography. You have to listen to me. Voldemort is back?!" He said, fear evident on his face.

"I know not of this Voldemort, why have you come here?" Eragon asked

"It was the TriWizard tournament and I grabbed a portkey and I woke up in that valley" he explained

"What is a portkey." Eragon asked

"Are you nuts? Do you know nothing" The boy yelled, frustration dripping from his voice. The two then stared at one another trying to figure each other out. Eragon slowly reached his mind put towards the boys. He slowly approached the unguarded mind and peaked into it. He saw images of a castle and a bald man with pale skin. He saw a woman with brown locks flowing freely and a red haired boy yelling. He saw witchcraft using wands and words that were foreign and not part of the Ancient Language. Many spells of fire and battle, large spiders and fear of the current situation. He saw places he knew could not exist, boxes of magic with people stored inside. He saw the boy grabbing a trophy and being transported into the Beors.

"You're not in England or Hogwarts nor do those places exist in this world. We know not of televisions or electric beyond that of nature. You are not from here." Eragon replied

"How did you know those things?" Harry replied angrily

"I looked saw inside your mind" Eragon said simply. He talked to Harry for a while learning all he could of his world and life. Harry in turn asked his fair share of questions about this world and what was going on. He wanted to know what would happen to him and how to get home. Harry in a way was much like him when he heard of the accomplishments the boy had achieved. He had determination and courage and was fairly new to a world of magic. Eragon did not trade his stories for he still knew too little of the situation. Soon Ajihad and the twins made their way towards his cell. Before they could so anything Eragon stood between them.

"He is not of the Empire, he knows nothing of our world or conflict. Do not touch his mind" Eragon commanded. Ajihad's face was blank before he waved off the twins. He looked at Eragon and nodded his head signaling for him to speak.

"I've looked into his mind and spoken to him for an hour, he knows nothing and is not from this world. He means us no harm and is as confused as we are. I have no idea where he may have come from or how besides it was obviously magic's doing. He deserves to be released he's but a child. Murtagh helped me journey the desert, he rescued me from death. Why do you not trust him? If you trust me then you trust him. I'm telling you right now, if you don't release them both today I will leave and they're coming with me" Eragon said with a tone of finality.

"And you will not budge on this?" Ajihad asked

"No" Eragon said flatly

"You're responsible for them, do not make me regret this" Ajihad said

"That is fair" Eragon answered. Moments later Ajihad ordered their release. Murtagh and Harry were given to Eragon and he left the hold. Orik guided them to their new quarters and let them settle in while Eragon spoke to Saphira about the events and how she was doing and of the Urgls advancement.

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Harry looked around his and Murtagh's fairly sized room. A bookshelf lined the wall across their bunk bed and a washbasin in the corner. A chest laid at the end of their bed and two wardrobes near the door.

"Where am I? Am I in the past? Another world? Did I die? Where is Hermione? What's happening?" These thoughts races Harry's mind as he took a seat on the bottom bunk. Murtagh introduced himself but afterwards the two kept to themselves.

"Who was the man who got us out of the cells?" Harry asked Murtagh.

"That was Eragon, he's a friend of mine. He's the new rider that hopes to dethrone Galbatorix. He is a good man" Murtagh replied with praise.

"What's a rider?" Harry asked confused.

"So you're really not from here are you? He's a dragon rider. He and his dragon are bonded which gives him great respect and power. Galbatorix is also a rider, he destroyed their entire order after his dragon was slain. He's now the sole ruler of the Empire. He's merciless and has power beyond any in history. He's ruled for over a hundred years" Murtagh explained to Harry

"Well he's sure to die soon then right? Harry said with hope.

"No, Riders and Elf's can live forever" Murtagh answered. Harry's mouth agape that someone would never die.

"This new world is odd, I need a way back home. I can only think of Eragon to ask, he's the only one that trusts me" Harry thought to himself. He turned to Murtagh taking in his features. He was taller than himself and had black shoulder length hair. He was lean and muscled and had a battle worn face.

"Could you arrange a meeting between Eragon and me? I need to speak to him about getting home" Harry asked anxiously.

"I'm sure we can find him soon. Just let me settle in." Murtagh answered. The two spoke about the current events and Harry in turn told him of England. Soon the two were ready to seek out Eragon.

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Eragon and Saphira we're enjoying each other's company. A day with no traveling. Just the two partners of heart and soul sharing the comfort of one another. It was the only comfort he had during his long travels. He would never be lonely as long as he had her. Then he heard footsteps approaching the dragon hold.

"Duty always calls" Eragon thought.

"That it does little one" Saphirasaid.

The appearance of Murtagh and Harry in his quarters was a pleasant surprise. Eragon made his way towards Murtagh and have him a short one handed hug. The two smiled at one another and then Eragon turned to Harry and shook the boy's hand. Harry's eyes moved to Saphira and he looked scared but not surprised. Harry bowed his head to the mighty huntress and she in turn bowed back.

"It's good to see you out of that cell Harry." Eragon said with a small smile.

"And I have you to thank Eragon" Harry said gratefully. Eragon gave a small smile before asking Harry what he needed.

"I was wondering if you knew anything about getting me home" Harry asked.

"I'm sorry, I know how to get somewhere that I can find by map or a general direction. Traveling worlds however is another story. The only way I think I can help is by getting help from the elves" Eragon said sadly

"Elves? Like house elves?" Harry asked with confusion.

"No, elves are a magical race and we don't refer to them as House elves. But that's honestly the extent of what I know" Eragon informed him.

"When can I see the elves?" Harry asked.

"I'd imagine when I do, if anyone can help you it's the elves." Eragon proposed. After that the conversation turned more into a personal conversation. The three talked about what they thought of the Varden and of the upcoming battle. Harry had a lot of answers but they were all easy to answer and the three got along great. Soon however a messenger boy came to him and told him he was to be in the courtyard so that his skills could be assessed. Orik lead the three and Saphira to the courtyard where many warriors were training against each other. Eragon spotted a large older man waving him over. Eragon made his way over to introduce himself.

"I'm Fredric! The Varden's weapons master. Today we're going to see what you can do with a sword." Fredric said, grasping Eragon's hand. But before they could speak any further the two bald headed twins made their way over to the pair.

"We have been sent to assess his skill in magic. We've been instructed to do so before you tire him by banging metal." One of the Twins said with a smirk. Fredric looked like he wanted to challenge what the twin said. But he knew it would be no good to try to argue with them.

"Very well." Fredric said with disdain.

"Come" The twin said motioning to Eragon. The pair and Eragon's onlookers moved towards a corner of the courtyard. The twins gave Eragon the task of lifting a stone. Eragon smiles and easily whispered the words that would get the job done. The stone made its way to the sky but suddenly there was some resistance. He could see the twin's faces scrunch up and then he knew they were trying to make him fail.

"Don't worry Eragon, with the combined strength of us both. They stand no match" Saphira said within his mind. The two melded their minds and Eragon could feel the vast energy at his disposal. He then moved the rock with ease and the look on the Twins faces gave everyone in sight a smile at their frustration. More and more tasks were given to Eragon and none of them taxed him.

"I didn't know he was a wizard" Harry whispered to Murtagh.

"All riders can use magic, it's called a magician not a wizard here too" Murtagh whispered back before committing his attention to the twins trying to make Eragon fail. Soon when all of those there begun to wonder when it would end the Twins stopped.

"We have but one more task for you, call upon the essence of silver from this ring" the twin said with a smile that showed no friendliness. The twin then pulled a ring from his pocket and handed it to Eragon.

"I never learned the name of silver in the Ancient Language! Saphira help me." Eragon said with irritation. The two sat and thought before Eragon released his spell the ring was snatched from his hand.

"Shame on you! Shame on you for asking him to do what only a master could!" The elf yelled.

Eragon took in her appearance. Her long ebony hair tied back and her pale perfect skin. Her angular face which bore no flaws. She was lithe and perfect, Eragon could only stare. But soon she grabbed his arm and lightly tugged him away from the twins who had begun running into the city.

"I have to thank you for saving my life Eragon, if it wasn't for you I would've died at the hands of Durza. I'm so grateful." The elf said with a small bow.

"I'm in no need for thanks. I do have a few questions though. What is your name? How did you get captured? And how did I dream of your imprisonment?" Eragon asked with wonder.

"I was ferrying Saphira's egg through the woods. And we were ambushed by Durza and his Urgls. My two companions were killed and I was taken by Durza as prisoner. But before they could take me I tried to send the egg to Brom because he was the closest. And as it turns out the egg found you. My name is Arya. And as for your dreams, it's unheard of. But I could feel myself being watched In my cell but that is also unheard of. Nobody is supposed to know when they're being scurried." She answered. Arya then turned to Saphira and asked Eragon permission to speak with her which he granted.

"I didn't know if I would live to see you hatch, I'm happy that I did. For you are more beautiful than any song or poem could describe" Arya said with awe.

"Oh Eragon I like her! And her form pleases you. Don't mess this up!" Saphira said to Eragon within his mind.

"You just enjoy being praised" Eragon laughed.

"Stillllllllll" Saphira said back, amusement in her voice.

"What's your bond like?" Arya asked with a small smile.

"That's tough, it's like I was never whole my entire life but now I am. I couldn't live without her more than I could live without my own heart" Eragon answered thoughtfully.

"It sounds like a gift" Arya said

"It really is" Eragon replied

"Now we shall test your abilities with a blade." Arya said pulling her sword from her hip.

"Be careful Eragon, even the weakest elf is far stronger than any human" Saphira warned. Eragon mentally nodded and drew Zar'roc. The courtyard went quiet and most eyes settled on the two who slowly circled each other. They looked for any signs of openings. It was moments, yet seemed like hours to the onlookers before the first blow came from Arya. The blow was coming fast to his right side, Eragon quickly stepped back and the blade missed by inches. Eragon returned with a stab at her midsection which almost grazed her shoulder if he was an inch closer. Arya looked in surprise before bringing her sword back up and with speed hard for the human eye to detect she swung towards his right shoulder. Eragon blocked the sword last minute but the strength of the blow pushed his sword back and it caught his shoulder. Small amounts of blood caressed his blade as he winced with the sting Zar'roc delivered. Eragon side stepped and swung towards her midsection before turning his wrist and coming towards her calf. She blocked nearly all of the blow but he managed to scratch her leg due to the surprise. The fight continued with Arya batting down his defense until he was on the edge of consciousness. But then Eragon was reminded of what it was to be a rider. He reached towards Saphira's mind and she immediately let In her partner. He fused their energy together and with renewed vigor he slashed at Arya with speeds the elves would gawk at. The speed and ferocity of the blows increased and Arya's face was that of shock as she was backed into the corner. With a few more blows Eragon managed to lock their swords together before pushing her into the wall of the mountain with his body and ripping the sword from her hands. He pointed the sword towards the delicate skin on her neck and with a smile he spoke.

"Yield" Eragon whispered. Pleased with his success in defeating an elf.

"Brom would be so proud Eragon" Saphira said tenderly.

"Think so?" Eragon said to Saphira

"I know so, he loved you so much" Saphira said lovingly. Eragon's eyes began to tear up , he turned around and stalked off the courtyard. Saphira started towards him as did Arya. Soon they caught up to him. Saphira tried calm him but he wasn't having any of it. Arya grabbed his shoulder and stepped in front of him.

"Eragon, please. What is wrong?" Arya asked concerned.

"It's nothing" he answered, he made to push past her but she stopped him.

"Please, let me help you as you saved me" Arya pleaded.

"Not here please, I can't show them I'm weak." Eragon whispered

"Of course, come on. I'll lead you okay" Arya said soothingly as she took his hand lightly and lead them into the city. She led him into her room and sat down on her bed with him.

"Take care of him for me please" Saphira pleaded.

"I will, I promise" Arya replied.

Arya sat with Eragon while he cried.

"I miss him so much! He was like a father to me! He was all I had! It's Saphira and I and I've lost everything else. I'm going to lose her too, I'm going to lose everything!" He cried. The tears consumed him and he broke down again crying more than he had in his entire life. Arya held his head and let him cry knowing that there was nothing she could do for him.

"Eragon it's okay, please. Life's about loss and rebirth, it's about smiling for the living not crying for the lost. Live for him and be happy, that's what he would want." Arya whispered to him. He cried for what felt like hours and Arya held him until he had finished. She patted him on the back and eventually he quieted.

"Thank you so much." Eragon whispered to her.

"Always, you saved my life" Arya replied

Soon Eragon slowly stood with the help of Arya,

"I'm okay now Saphira, thank you for your soothing words" Eragon said to his partner of heart and mind. She sent him feelings of love and trust to try to warm his heart. Eragon couldn't help but smile at the feelings that now filled him. Arya looked pleased with his smile and returned it with one of her own. The pair made their way out of her quarters slowly.

"That was very impressive swordsmanship, some of the best I've ever seen. Brom taught you well. You fought with great technique and ferocious speed. Especially for a human. But I should have expected no less from a rider. I'll be honest in saying that the powers of the riders remained secret. You must've been going easy on me." She laughed. Eragon himself only smiled knowing that the only reason he won was because of his connection to Saphira.

"There's a boy who appeared here, he's from another world entirely. His name is Harry, he is a boy of 14. When I go to the elves he needs to come with me. They're the only ones who have any chance of helping him" Eragon spoke with finality. Arya nodded while he explained what Harry's world was like and how had freed Harry and Murtagh from the hold. Arya was impressed that the young rider had commanded authority that he was due in such a way. Much how he told Arya that Harry was coming instead of asking. She could admire his authority and his lack of fear at wielding it. Arya had to admit that she had not expected so much from someone so young. She expected a naïve rider who would be used as a puppet in the war. Now her doubts were quelled and even more hope for a future filled her. Eragon asked her questions, questions more personal than any elf would ask. At first Arya was hesitant but soon took a liking to his more direct approach. Elves always talked in riddles and after being away from the elves for so long it was nice to have one of the first conversations she actually enjoyed. Soon Arya was showing Eragon more of the stone city. They gazed at the Stat Sapphire, it was a wonder amongst the dwarves. The large jewel shone as Saphira's scales but of a pinkish red. It was huge and one of a kind.

"It is beautiful, isn't it?" Arya asked. Eragon looked upon the Star Sapphire with awe, and with the size and the beauty.

"One of the most beautiful things I've ever seen" Eragon said quietly

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A/N Next chapter will have more Harry POV. Haha that's really all, hope you enjoyed. My characters are obviously different so don't bother saying anything about that. But R&R