Hey guys,I've read two or three stories like this and I'd
like to see more. Here is the first plot.
Virudh.
Chapter 1 :
Shadow of Silver.
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Albus! Are you sure we are in the right place. Dumbldore nodded at his friend as he wiped the beads of perspiration on his forehead. Minerva sighed, As she used a cooling charm on herseld and her colleague.
Where are we Albus! and why in Morgana's name is it so hot? Albus sighed again. I already told you Minerva, We are in the magical section of the Tabernas desert, and please try to be a little silent. I already told you there are Sand wyrms not to mention ghouls and Mongolian death worms. Let's not even talk about the cockatrice and the Basilisks. So unless you want a painful death, please keep it down.
He stayed quite as he heard his colleagues grumble. How in Morrigan's name did Harry Potter of all people land here? How do we even know he's alive? She asked, as she tried to balance on the sand dune. Fawkes can sense him, not mention, his health monitor is showing that he is perfectly healthy.
Minerva gasped as she saw them approach a small forest, a small forest at the foot of a large mountain. Minerva smiled as she felt Albus apparate, taking her along.
As they reappeared, Minerva looked around as she gained her footing. She looked at her surroundings, they were in front of a cave. She looked at the markings. Markings Filius had told her to run away from, if she ever saw one. Albus, this is a Dwarf hoard, taken over by Goblin's. We really should leave, Albus shook his head, pointing at the half buried skeletons of the goblins. Something powerful, something dangerous lives here, Something powerful enough to get rid of not only the dwarves but also the greedy Goblins. Be vigilant, I'm afraid, whatever it is, it is stronger than me.The cave's entrance radiated heat and warmth. Oh and not the good kind. Minerva cast a powerful cooling charm, as she watched it's effects melt away in a matter of minutes. The entrance was huge! Huge enough to bring in large machines, largest enough to fit several dragons at one time. Intricate designs in gold and stone depicting what they believed was stories of the past, history long forgotten.
As the entrance ended, they turned to see a large cavern, a large cavern that could fit atleast sixty of the largest Ukrainian Ironbelly's and still have space for a few comman Welsh Greens. What shocked then more than the size was the amount of wealth.
Heaps of gold, covering more than half of the cavern in height and completely in width, Gold, Platinum, silver, rubies, emeralds, and a whole assortment of gems. Dwarf made weapons, Mithril and all the jewellery and the other nick nacks.
Wow Minerva said as she reached forward to pick up the coin in front of her. No. Dot touch anything. She heard from her colleague, as she saw him raise his wand at the cavern. Get back here slowly. He said, not taking his eyes off of whatever he was looking at.
Minerva snorted, What in the blazes are you doing Albus, What is wro- Minerva was cut of, not by Albus, not by Goblin's, but by the sound of a large amount of gold being moved at the same time, She turned to look behind so fast, she had Albus a little worried. He noticed her legs buckle, as the gold shifted in large amounts as a huge beast rose from it.
Humans! The beast said, The gold fell like water falling from a height. Minerva looked in shock as she saw a huge shape, even the glittering gold could not show what the beast was. The sound of rustling stopped as the cavern lit up with so much light it almost blinded the Wizard and the Witch.
There was suddenly a huge snarl, and a terrifying scream as the head of the beast was suddenly in front of Minerva. The head was big, big enough to hold a full grown Hungarian Hornatail in its maw.
Minerva's knees buckled as her eyes rolled into her head. Her colleague rushed forward to catch her as she fell to the ground in a dead faint.
Pitiful. Unworthy Humans. What brings you to the Lair of Shesha! The beast's voice was terrifying. Albus looked at the creature and stuttered. A-A h-Himalayan D-Drakon.
Smoke seemed to puff out of the beasts nostrils. The dragon snorted. Of course, I know what I am old man. But I do not know what you are here for. Money? Gold? Jewelry? Fame or Glory? The puny little goblins must be desperate. Sending an old man and a woman who has no courage to face me! The dragon's loud growl was enough to make Dumbledore's knees buckle.
He took a deep breath, trying to being himself together. He spoke as calmly as possible trying to keep the stuttering out as much as possible. He knew full well that, even though he was one of the most powerful wizards, he knew that he would not last against a Ukrainian Ironbelly or a Peruvian Vipertooth. There was no way in hell would he last against the King of all Dragons. The only family ever known for befriending or even taming one of these beasts was the House Shesha or Sayre.
We want neither, D-dragon, we wish to find a b-boy, A boy called Harry Potter. The dragon gave nothing away. Just amusement, and a little curiousity. And why do you want to find this Boy, Human? Of what importance of he to you?
The old man sucked in a deep breath. H-he is m-missing dragon, for the past S-seven years. The dragon growled. And you come to search for him now? Where were you all these years? Perhaps seven years is a short time for humans.
Dumbledore stuttered. At a loss of words. W-we presumed he was safe with his relatives. W-we did not know he was missing until now. D-do you know where he is? The dragon growled loudly. The anger evident I'm the growl. The unconscious woman woke up with a start, only to faint again at the sight of a roaring dragon. You are the one who placed him there! Get out of here! Get out now. Somethings even dragons do not tolerate. Out!
Dumbledore suddenly stopped. He bowed low,
You misunderstand Dragon Shesha. It was not intentional. His relatives were his mother's sister's adoptive sister. We presumed that she would overlook her hatred and accept him as her nephew. I was too wrong.
The dragon snarled as it shrunk. His wings sunk into his back as he became a human, taking the shape of an eleven year old, a slightly taller eleven year old, but an eleven year old nonetheless.
The now naked boy snarled. Wake the woman. We need to talk. And you better have a good explanation. The boy spoke as he waved his hand, conjuring clothes as Dumbledore woke his confused colleague. The boy conjured a set of chairs as he sat on his own. Do not touch or take anything. I think I find Even a coin missing, I will roast you!
The old man nodded rapidly knowing how possessive Drakon was towards it's gold. Where had he gone wrong? Years of carefull planning had crumbled just because of one mistake. He cursed his luck and cursed Harry Potter, Tens of thousands of Dumbledore's in parallel dimensions sneezed as they saw their own carefully planned schemes crumbled like a mountain during an earthquake. Cursing the existence of the ten thousand Harry Potter's in their own world.
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Use this plot! write wonderful stories and write it's name in the review so I can read them.
Best of luck.
Virudh.