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(This is in the 6th year, btw.)

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Harry was in a foul mood. Not only did Ron and Hermione not believe his Malfoy-is-a-death-eater theory, it looked like the little snake was miming something to do with a broken nose. He scowled.

"Just ignore him, Harry," said Hermione briskly, "he just wants a reaction."

"Mmf," grunted Harry, and reached for the treacle tart.

His hand never reached the bowl.

There was a massive bang, a flash of blinding white light, and everyone screamed. Out the corner of his, Harry saw Malfoy jump so high he practically hit the ceiling.

A sort of rip appeared in mid-air, and what looked like a teenage boy fell to the ground with a thud. He groaned, pushed himself up, and slowly raised his head. His eyes widened, and he shot to his feet.

"Saphira!" he shouted. Then in one fluid movement he drew a beautiful blue sword from a matching blue scabbard on his hip, shouted something that sounded like "Bring Zinger!" and the sword promptly burst into flames. Of course, this led to more screams.

"Where is she? What have you done to her!" he shouted, waving the sword.

Suddenly, he stopped, just as another bang, slightly more muffled this time, sounded throughout the castle.

"Saphira!" he yelled again.

A roar rang out, accompanied by the sound of creaking wood and cracking tiles.

The doors to great hall burst open, and a massive, iridescent blue dragon stuck its head inside.

Dumbledore was on his feet and his wand was clutched in his hand. He raised it and shot the dragon straight on the chest with a spell that radiated power.

The dragon didn't even blink, but the boy, whom everyone had just about forgotten, ran at it.

"No!" Dumbledore shouted, along with many of the other teachers and even some of the students.

But he kept on running.

And instead of raising his sword, he dropped it…. And threw his arms around its neck.

"Stop!" he cried out, "Don't do that!" Dumbledore slowly lowered his wand.

"Who are you?" he asked.

The boy looked at the dragon, and they seemed to have a silent conversation.

Eventually, he replied, "I am Eragon Shadeslayer."

"And I am Saphira Brightscales."

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