HELLO, MY FELLOW NUTCASES! How are you today? Good, good. (Unless your day has been terrible, in which case make it better with chocolate and Skyrim!)

I have come with this, an idea that has been rattling my head for a little while. Now, Ravenna is my own character (though she only exists in this story. My characters are Natia the Nord and Sylgia the Breton) and Odahviing will seem a little OOC, but that's because we've only known him a little while and I figure he and Ravenna came be bffs.

Although it is painstakingly obvious, I do NOT own Skyrim or Harry Potter, just Ravenna and the plot.

~*Sheogorath*~

Guards seemed to oggle me as I walked down the worn paths of Falkreath. "By the gods, the Dragonborn." I heard one whisper, feeling his eyes on my steel armor. Pride my step as I continued.

"Archmage…" More pride. I was quite happy that he did not say anything derogatory towards the college, like many guards had done.

"The Companion's Harbinger…" A title I was fond of. Spending time with Aela, Vilkas and Farkas always made my day brighter.

"The destroyer of the Dark Brotherhood…." Pain snapped in my chest as my heart froze. The mentioning of that...that faction of murderers was still tender, although the trigger had happened nearly fourteen years prior.

My feet did not stop when I reached the city gates, but pressed on as I snuck through the wooded wilderness. Frost spiders and wolves took no notice of me, nor did the occasional bear that would shamble through the brush.

The destination was a clearing, where a companion of mine was waiting. He was slumped over, feet firmly on the ground but clearly sleeping from the way his scaly head swung in the breeze. In an attempt to wake the sleeping giant, I began pushing against his leathery wings. "Odahviing, get up." I kicked his red scaled leg, hoping to get some sort of reaction.

The most the slumbering beast did was let out a loud snore. "Od-Ah-Viing!" I shouted, causing him to jolt up right.

His large eyes formed daggers as he looked my way. "I was trying to laag, Ravenna." (1)

I rolled my eyes at him. "You were supposed to be tracking that spineless worm." I hissed.

Alduin should have died in Sovngarde, and I was so sure that I had him. Except as his soul was being dragged to Oblivion, he latched as much as he could to Sil Gahrotiik, my sword. When I returned to Nirn, he escaped when I killed a bandit named Letreius Corrium. With his soul inside Letreius, Alduin became a convoluted form of dragonborn. The beast began terrorizing cities and villages in Skyrim, but it was obvious that he wanted all of Tamriel under his power. Odahviing had sworn to assist me by any means necessary until the vile World-Eater was gone for good.

Odahviing placed his massive head level with me. "I did not forget dii ahsod, dovahkiin." (2) He gave me a toothy grin, which was a bit unsettling since his teeth were half my size. "I have heard of a malicious dovahkiin in Golzewer, in Markarth."

Fire ignited in my heart. "Then let's be off."

I was about to mount Odahviing when he sat up out of my reach. "You should wear your better qah, Ravenna." (3) He advised. "If this is Alduin, then our final battle is coming."

His counsel was not off. Alduin would certainly not go down without a ferocious battle. "Alright." I retreated to the privacy of the forest to change from steel armor to daedric armor. The only reason I never wore that when I was dealing with people is because that would have nearly frightened them to death. That, and daedric armor is not the most comfortable protection crafted.

I came out and mounted Odahviing, who was waiting patiently for me, without a word. He took off and keep words away, knowing that my mind was preparing for the battle to come. My thu'um became restless in my throat, and I was looking forward to using it in what should have been the final battle between the firstborn of Akatosh and I.

~*Malacath*~

Alright, so time for some translation. I get my dragon speach translated at Thuum . org. Nice site.

(1) laag = sleep

(2) dii ahsot = my mission

(3) qah = armor

You know the drill: comment, follow, and hang tight for the next chapter.

Ravenna: See you later.

Me: Get back in the story.