I do not own Harry Potter or the Inheritance Cycle. I only own the plot and maybe a couple random OCs to serve as students in Hogwarts.
Eragon sighed contentedly, sitting atop Saphira as she soared above the clouds. Things had been quiet since he left Alagaesia, excluding the time Gladr had almost cracked (a careless fledgeling dragon had flicked his tail, but Saphira happened to be right there to stop it. The dragon had apologized many, many times to Gladr, Saphira and Eragon). Life was good, albeit boring and tedious. But someone had to train the apprentice riders, and Arya didn't have the same experience as him.
Eragon snapped out of his trance as Saphira dived down to the waves below, skimming the surface in a search for any sort of seal or fish. The day was clear blue, and the waters calm, and the duo could see marbled reflections of themselves in the sea. Gusts of wind blew back and forth as Saphira expertly adjusted her wings with practiced ease, letting her partner-of-mind know that she was going to fly sideways into a barrel roll between two rocks.
Keeping a watchful eye on the sea, Saphira and Eragon searched for anything remotely interesting in or above the water. A couple small fish swam by lazily as anything, but received no response from Saphira nor Eragon. They'd deemed them not worth the effort it took to hunt them, even if it only took a snap of her jaw.
Eragon jolted as Saphira snapped her neck around, sensing something nearby. A respectably-sized fish that looked similar to the tuna that frequented this area swam only thirty meters from them.
It's coloring was odd, a shimmering rainbow pattern with dragon-like plated scales. Hearing the contempt from Saphira at his comment, Eragon quickly assured her that the fish didn't come close to her beauty.
Satisfied, she dove after it, skimming the waves and crossing the distance within seconds. The fish finally noticed them, but only after Saphira was practically on top of it.
The moment her jaw touched it's scales, the world went a pure, blinding white around the pair. Neither one had enough time to properly react to it, even with Saphira's remarkable dragon reflexes and Eragon's enhanced ones, for the light dimmed and the world went dark.
