Disclaimer: I do not own any characters that are J.K. Rowlings. I own Madison Snape, Emma Jenner, Isaiah Jenner, Ethan Jenner, Laquell, Emily Snape, and Tazian. The poem below belongs to Meghan Wolfe, or otherwise known as Saerry Snape est. 5.29.01, so go visit her and read her stories! So don't sue me!
Author's Note: This is an Alternate Universe fic, yes Harry and his gang will be in it, and yes there will be humor, and yes there will be drama and angst. Hopefully you will enjoy the story below, or at least the prelude. This first chapter is pretty much explaining everything, and it may not seem to Harry Potterish in the beginning, but bear with me, it will definitely even out in the next chapter. I'll have the next one posted if you people give me ten reviews dammit! I didn't' want to resort to this, but it seems that no one in reading my stories, and unless you let me know and give me a review with a little information, not just I like your story, please continue.' That's just a little boring...
Anyway, I have a couple chapters done already, but please tell me if you want this fic to be finished. It seems I've had some trouble getting reviews on my stories, are they not good enough for you??
Wood
I stood in a wood on a sunny day
Dressed in silver and black
The trees around were grassy green
With the sky as blue as glass
And then the darkness fell
Upon the lovely wood
The tress turned black and grey
While the sky as dark as wood
The birds flew from their presence
As the wolf howled in fear
The deer fled in a clatter of hooves
While the rabbits hid their heads
And so I left the darkened wood
A darkness in myself
For I am the reflection
Of the dark in every mortal hand
Darkened Wood
By: Meghan Wolfe
Dragon Flight
Chapter one: The Tragedy
The leathery wings unfurled themselves from the massive two ton body, spread wide, the dark hide unhindered by the thunderous winds that pummeled and twisted through the air. Thunder rumbled in the distance, bright jagged flashes of light as the lightning crashed through the air, the dragons face briefly lit. Wet and angry, the dragons growls were easily veiled as the thunder completely drowned it out. The angry, piercing narrowed yellow eyes of the great bronze dragon fell upon five huddled forms covered in dark cloaks, masked by the darkness except when the brief flashes of light outlines their bodies unanimously, their white masked faced seemingly glowed in the pitch black of night. Still, the bronze dragon was unafraid, unafraid of those magic-doing people, they only held sticks to her, she was magical, she didn't need sticks to perform magic. The rain pelted at her tough hide, she ignored it, her wings, spread wide, came down in a fluid motion, producing more wind, the figures hoods fell from their faces, revealing many different hair colors, they scrambled and shoved the hoods over their head, clutching to them.
Give us the girl! Give us the girl and we won't hurt you! A man yelled over the rushing wind, the pounding rain, and thundering thunder, the flashing lightening, over the growls the dragon emitted. She narrowed her yellow eyes, crouching, her wings folded themselves silently onto her back, melding into her form. She snorted, a rush of warm air cascaded around the group of men, the clutched to their hoods and cloaks even more, she could see them swaying from the winds. Fine, fine, if you're going to be that way, we'll just kill you! Not that we weren't in the first place!
She could hear the strain in the mans voice, and had she been any other creature, she wouldn't have heard in at all. But dragons have superb hearing and she merely sat on her haunches and glared at the group, behind her stood a house, a normal looking house in fact. The only difference was that there were no lights, no inhabitants at all it seemed, but the dragon new different, she could hear the sobbing inside.
You asked for it you filthy beast! The man screamed, raising his stick' and pointing in at her, she drew a rumbling breath, the man paused as another took his arm in caution, the dragon let out a small breath, the smoke curled from her nostrils as the men took a step back, the man holding the wand hesitated once more. Finally he stood rigid against the wind, if he wasn't wearing the mask, the dragon would have seen the furious glare directed at her.
The man yelled a word, a flash of green light speed towards her, she grinned and let it bounce off her hide, and suddenly her mouth opened wide and she let out a rushing breath, fire spinning towards the group of men, but never reaching them. She merely wanted to scare them with the power she held over them, a few screamed and ran off into the bushes, the man who had the wand and disappeared as soon as his attack was discarded like an unwanted piece of trash. There were three others who stood their ground, they stared up at her through the masks, she growled ferally at them, moving one giant clawed hand that could have crushed them all had she wanted to.
The three men let out shrieks that could be heard loud and clear, even over the thunderous sky and whistling winds. Soon they had disappeared into the woods also, she could hear them running carelessly through them, if she wanted them dead it would have been so easy.
She looked around a few more seconds, the rain pelting against her hide still, she swiftly spun on a hind foot, her tail looping until it barely brushed the bushes that lined the forest edge. She ruffled her wings and walked over to the house, where a woman lay dead in the doorway. The dragons features were saddened, she no longer felt proud of her defeat of the cloaked and masked people. They had gotten past her defenses long enough to kill the woman, the only woman who could talk Dragon tongue. She sighed loudly, a slight scratchy sound from her throat, she sat rather rudely on the ground and stared at the lifeless woman before her. Her exotic blue eyes were glassy and stared openly up at the dragon, never moving or blinking, the woman's black hair lay in a silky mess, falling over her face and her shoulders.
The dragon could still hear the sobbing wails, she sighed, turned her head to stare at the lightning as if flashed across the sky, the moon now a glowing substance behind a dark cloud. Taking a breathe the dragon let out a wail, a high pitched low-toned sound that stopped at started at different intervenes, it died to almost a hiccuping sound. The dragon stared helplessly down at the woman again, turning carefully, her tail missing the two story house she faced away from the disaster.
Suddenly a loud popping sound reached her ear and a smaller dragon floated, or tried to float from the sky, being pushed every which way by the howling winds, this dragon was much smaller than the one that had guarded the house. The size of a grown man and a dark bluish color, the small dragon landed unceremoniously at the much larger dragon.
Miss...you called?' the dragon whispered, it was a young dragon, she smiled sadly at the dragon, who stared up at her with round green eyes.
I did, I need your help.' The large dragon said softly, bending from her height to be slightly level with the smaller dragon, who seemed humbled by the gesture.
Oh...I'll help in any way I can, ma'am.' The young dragon tried to smile, but found it hard, seeing as the older, larger dragon was mourning for something lost. The dragon nodded, she turned her large head toward the house, her yellow eyes roving over it once.
Do you hear the wailing inside?' the older dragon asked directly, the younger dragon nodded, even though the older dragon was looking the other way. At no answer, she continued. I want you to retrieve the child that is in that house. I would have done so myself if I wasn't so big. Do not touch the woman in the doorway, I will deal with her.'
Yes, ma'am.' The young dragon was confused, what woman, when the young dragon looked towards the doorway, he only saw a dark looming rectangular shape. He shuddered put walked foreword bravely, if his elder sent him in, it must be safe.
It was only when he was a few feet away from the doorway, did he notice the corpse. He glanced quickly back toward the larger dragon, who was watching, and gave no indication to stop, so he went bravely on, stepping carefully over the body.
He looked around the dark rooms, he barely fit in the hallways, his girth was to much for the stairs, but that wasn't a problem, seeing as the wailing came from the front room. When he found the wailing, it was coming from a bundle of baby blue blankets that was moving and punching at the air. Curious, the dragon lifted one clawed hand and pulled the blanket back from what he expected to be the head, it was, a young baby girl no more than seven months was soon hiccuping as she stared with wide gray colored eyes at the bluish dragon, who stared back at her with equal curiosity,. A human so fragile and small, something the young dragon had never seen before, all he's seen was the full grown men. He stared at her tuft of soft black hair that peeked out of the blanket. He remembered where he was when he heard a low growl from outside, he hurriedly picked up the bundle, who squirmed at the odd way he was carrying her. He practically hobbled out the door on three legs, the woman was gone, in one of the older dragons upturned palms.
What took you so long?' The older dragon asked, holding her other palm out, waiting for him to deposit the baby to, which he did. She curled her long fingers around the bundle gently, looking at it carefully before turning yellow eyes to him.
Erm...I was distracted, I've never seen a baby before-a human baby.' He explained, his embarrassment was evident as he didn't meet her eyes.
I know, well, you better be getting back before your mother worries, Tazian.' The older dragon said, a small smile on her face, Tazian looked up, and with a grin he nodded, flapping his small wings and rose carefully into the air. Thank you,'
You're very welcome, Laquell.' He nodded before flying off into the dark sky, faltering here and there as the winds picked up. After the first couple of times, the boy managed the incantation and the certain flying techniques required for him to return to his home land instantly. As soon as he disappeared, Laquell sighed, her wings unfolded once more, and in a sailing movement, the wings batted at the sky, flying soundlessly across the night sky, the wind not even bothering her. She flew as if it were a clear day, her front claws pressed firmly for her chest, she watched the passing ground idly.
She flew long enough for the storm to pass, and when she arrived at the large castle that was lit with winking lights, she landed in the court yard. She felt as if she should laugh at their feeble attempts at keeping the wards around the castle. Far to her right was a set of six stands, flags and banners waved slightly in the breeze. She sighed, she waited for a few more minutes, until she finally drew a breath and let out a cry, this wail was different, it was more song like, it drifted through the night air like silk. It wove itself into the air, the sky, even the castle itself. She felt calmed by it, and suspected anyone who heard it would be too, but it was the only way to attract attention to herself without something running out of the castle, brandishing their own sticks' at her.
Her song slowly died into the night air, and a few seconds later a tall man with white hair and a white beard came striding out of the archway in front of her. Behind her, a small cottage door opened and slammed, a large man, whom she knew to have giants blood, came trodding up towards her. She flicked the end of her tail and watched as two more people followed the old man in cloaks out of the arch way. A stern woman with a burgundy cloak, a man followed her, his shoulder length back hair curled at the ends, his piercing gaze lessened as his eyes rested on her massive form, his black cloak fluttered behind him.
Dressed accordingly...' was one of Laquell's thoughts as she watched the man dressed in black until he stopped to stand just behind the old man.
That was brilliant, I must say. The old man said, looking at her over his half moon spectacles. She nodded her thanks, blinking at the man before her, he smiled briefly before turning to the three behind him, the large man joined them, an odd grin on his face as he stared at Laquell.
Thank you Dumbledore.' She said, her gaze falling on each of the people before her. They all stared at her in their own ways, the stern woman was staring at her openly, a slightly miffed look about her, the black haired black dressed man stood with his arms crossed, a scowl on his face, he assessed her.
Well, I'm assuming there was a reason you made such a beautiful song, other than to show off. Dumbledore said, eyeing her clutched hands, which were still pressed to her chest. She glanced down also before she sighed and lowered her claws, a woman was laid gently on the grass, the baby still tucked in her other claw.
The black haired man gasped suddenly, his scowl wiped from his face as he stared in horror at the woman's body, he shoved his way past the giant half-breed and Dumbledore, he fell before the woman.
He breathed, his voice broke and only the dragon, who looked on sympathetically, saw the hot tears slide down his face. He didn't hitch, he didn't sob, the only thing that made it obvious to those behind him that he knew the woman, was the way he threw himself over her body, nuzzling his face into her stomach.
Severus, I'm sorry. I didn't make it in time, she...she used the necklace. I was late, the men in cloaks got to her before I could help her...' The dragon said softly, the man raised his head and glared at her through red eyes, his black eyes held no emotion, they were dead, they were glazed he stood suddenly, lifting the body with him.
Where's Madison? Tell me you saved Madison. He whispered, his voice was scratchy and he glared up at her, a mixture of hate and hope. She didn't reply for a moment, she simply stared at him, her yellow eyes soft. You didn't...you didn't save her did you! You liar! You sodding liar! You said you would protect them both! You promised! You bloody promised her...you didn't save either one of them! How could you do this to-
I did, Severus. Madison is fine, she is right here. Calm down, please. I know I made a mistake, I know I promised to watch them both. I-I thought the danger was over. I was mistaken. I'm sorry.' She said, her eyes never leaving the man's own, he stared up at her, his lips in a straight line, his arms clutching the dead body of his wife to his. He pursed his lips, staring at her, finally he turned and fled. Stalking angrily back into the castle.
It's all right Laquell. Severus is just...well heartbroken, you know the story. Here, give me Madison. Dumbledore held out his arms, Laquell regarded him a moment before relenting, she gently held her claw out and Dumbledore gently lifted the sleeping girl from the leathery palm. He smiled sadly up at her, handing the baby to Minerva, who looked lost and worried, she held the baby in a motherly way.
I suggest you put the baby somewhere where Voldemort won't look, maybe a moogle home or something of the sort.' Dumbledore almost laughed when said her statement, but under the circumstances, he merely smiled softly and nodded.
Muggles you mean, He said, he could see her eyes narrow and roll in a very adolescent way.
You know what I mean, Dumbledore. This is not a joke, the man isn't ready to take care of a kid. Knowing him he'll run off and get himself killed to take revenge for Emily's...death.' She said the last part only to Dumbledore. The other two people merely looked at each other as the sentence died before it ended in their heads. Apparently dragons were able to talk to humans through telepathy or what ever their means of speaking were, if they wanted to. But only a rare few were able to speak back in the same tongue. Emily had been able to, and when she did many people could hear her, it was made up of funny growls and short vowels sounds. It just sounded as if she were making noises.
Oh course, I agree fully. I'll make sure Madison is sent to a home without magic, maybe she'll be safe there. I will not tell Severus where she is, Dumbledore said, the two behind him gasped.
Oh Albus you couldn't! You'll destroy the man! The woman said, who held the baby, she was staring at Dumbledore in horror, this was slightly mirrored by the other man.
No, you don't understand Minerva. Severus will not take care of Madison properly now that Emily isn't here. His heart was torn into shreds, she's gone and there's nothing left but a daughter who looks to much like her. Madison must stay with those moosles-or whatever they are. When he finds her himself, then that's that. You must never ever tell him where she is even if he asked, now or in fifteen years. I will keep watch over the girl when she is situated.' The dragon said sternly, Minerva grumbled and stuttered about it, but didn't object. Albus was smiling sadly, nodding his agreement with her. Laquell knew it was vicious of her to take Madison out of Severus's life, but it had to be done.
Ya can' mean tha' Snape'll never see hi' dau'ghter till he fin's her himself? The giant man asked, a look on disbelief on his face, hidden mostly by his beard. The dragon looked at him solemnly.
Give Severus my regards and sympathy. Tell him she will be protected with care, and that not to worry. All will be fine in the end, if he wishes it so. If not, than I fear for his sanity.' She said all this very seriously, all three nodded, the baby sighed and Laquell stood, her eyes locking with the periwinkle colored bundle. Take care of her until she's with a home. Maybe you should let Severus say goodbye. Oh, and make sure this stays with her.'
The dragon dropped something on the ground next to Albus, who bent and picked it up, a necklace of woven silk, obviously from a Unicorn's mane as it glittered even in the moonlight. What hung from it was even more impressive, a tear drop shaped object that swirled with reds and even a bit of gold strung from her and there, around it twisted a silver thread, keeping it in place.
What's inside of this, Laquell? Albus murmured to her, Laquell smiled faintly.
My blood, and tears.' Was all she said as she suddenly gave a mighty flap to her wings, almost knocking the trio to the ground. She soared into the sky, after a short string of lovely sounds and majestic flying, she made a loud popping sound and disappeared into what appeared to the be thin air.
What did she say? Minerva asked, the dragon hadn't enlightened them all on what was contained in the tiny tear. Albus ignored her, his gaze resting on the necklace, where he seemed to search for something in the swirls.
He saw it, the gold laced into it, he swirled in front of his face before disappearing back into the deep reds. He smiled. The tear, tears of a dragon. The blood of a dragon. All was very rare and very precious. The girl was loved.
He mumbled, he smiled briefly at the both before he pocketed the necklace and led the way back into the school, searching for Severus.
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