How To Screw Up A Marriage Law Chapter 2: Arrival
AN: I uploaded the first part just to see if anyone would be interested, and holy crap! Over 100 views within the first 48 hours! I was certainly NOT expecting that! Thank you so much!
Harry Potter started at the occupant across from him. He blinked. She was still there. He rubbed his eyes. There was still a dragoness the size of a massive dog across from him, now starting back. He took his glasses off and cleaned them. Surprise surprise, Norberta was still there. "Are you going to accept the fact that yes, I am here, and yes, you're still alive?" a very feminine voice deadpanned. Harry started and saw the dragoness giving him a half lidded expression. "What?" was all Harry could reply. Norberta proceeded to sigh loudly and slam her head against the wall, as she had broken the glass on her way in. Utterly shocked, Harry opened the compartment door and left. No one was there. 'Probably due to Norberta's roar.' he thought to himself as he sat down.
The rest of the trip was uneventful. None of the others in the train car left their compartments for fear of the dragon. Harry went back to his compartment to talk to his 'bride'. "So you're a fangirl towards me. You. A dragoness. Are a fangirl. For ME." "Oh yes! I was very excited to get you as a mate! Charlie-my human caretaker-said that my squee of joy could be heard at the reserve rest center!" "MATE?!" "Oh don't worry I don't plan on doing any actual mating for at least another year. Charlie told me that you humans tend not to like having those under 16 mate." Norberta would've continued, but the train had stopped. The others in the 'marriage car' slowly crept out. Seeing that Harry wasn't there, Malfoy decided to act like an ass. "HA! Potter probably got devoured by that dragon! Good riddance!" "I don't think so Draco. If he did there would be dragon diarrhea everywhere!" "You're right Pansy! How silly of me!" Harry decided to clear his throat. "I'm right here Malfoy." "WHAT?! How are you not dead!?" Draco demanded, pointing his wand at Harry. "Apparently the dragon likes me." Harry shrugged, trying to not get riled up. This was hard to do, as the git was just begging to get his face punched in. "Obviously it's because the scent of mudbloods and blood traitors even disgust animals!" Pansy shrieked. Harry had enough and drew his wand. "You sicken me." he spat at the banshee that was Draco's whore before going back to his compartment. Norberta perked up and jumped off the seat. She then began to shrink further. "There. Now I can ride on your shoulder!" "You can shrink further?" "Yes, but any size smaller than this is impossible, and this size is a bit uncomfortable. You know the feeling when you're curled up into a ball for to long? That's what it feels like." Harry didn't really have much to say, so he shrugged.
Ron and Hermione were shocked to see Harry emerge from the train alive and unscathed. "HARRY!" Hermione screamed, embracing him in a hug. Norberta flapped to his head to be out of the way. "How are you still alive Mate?" Ron questioned. "Apparently Norberta likes me." Harry responded. "I got a note from your brother, Ron. Here it is." Ron read the note before bursting our laughing. "HA HA HA HA! That is just what Charlie would do!" he wheezed, clutching his gut. Hermione also read the note, her eyes gleaming. "That is amazing! Dragons are sentient? Why is that not taught? It really would be interesting to hear about that-and they have their own language! Why are they not classified as a 'being?' Obviously they meet the criteria laid out by Minister Grogan Stump in 1811, as they clearly have the intellect to be a part of the Wizarding World like Goblins, Mere-people and others! Why are they not counted? Did they choose to be considered beasts or-" Norberta roared in her face. "SHUT UP!" "Hermione, you were babbling." "Sorry." The three friends walked to the carriages and Harry paused. "What's pulling the carriages?" He asked. "Harry, nothing's pulling it." Hermione stated. "You're not going mad. I can see them to. You're just as sane as I am." a very youngish sounding voice drifted up from the carriage. It belonged to a blond haired girl. "Who are you?" Harry asked. "I'm Luna Lovegood. Hello Harry Potter. Hello little dragon." She airily said. We climbed on. "That's a nice necklace." Harry said to her. "It's a charm actually. It keeps away the Nargles." "Good call" Norberta replied, settling on Harry's shoulders. "What's a Nargle?" Ron asked Hermione. "No idea" was her response.
The ride was uneventful, and Harry was impatient to get to the Great Hall. Norberta was excited to see 'Papa' (Hagrid) again. Harry went to a seat and sat down in the middle of the Gryffindor table. He turned around to the staff table, wondering who his new Defense teacher was. He all to soon saw her. It was that pink toad lady who worked for Fudge! What was she doing at Hogwarts? Hermione and Ron sat on opposite sides of him. Apparently the smear articles from the Daily Prophet were working. Harry was brought out of his thoughts by Professor McGonagall bringing the new first years in. Harry applauded them like the rest of the Gryfindors. When a new Gryffindor was chosen, Norberta would shoot a jet of flame, earning the Weasley Twin's appreciation. Harry also noticed that when certain students were under the hat, the toad woman would glare at them, like they were scum. Due to their last names, Harry was pretty sure that they were muggle born. Finaly, when all of the First Years were sorted, the feast began. Harry piled up his plate, careful not to get into Ron's way. Norberta hopped off his shoulder and darted around grabbing meats and a plate. When she returned there was a pile of assorted meats that completely covered the plate. Not a single inch was uncovered. She promptly landed on her bounty and started to agressively devour it. "How can you eat so much if you're so small?" Harry questioned her. "I'm hungry" was the response he got before Norberta resumed. When they were done, desserts appeared. After they finished those and the desserts dissapeared, Dumbledore stood up. "Welcome to Hogwarts, and to those who are not new, welcome back! Now, before we go off to bed, I have a few announcements. First off, our normal Care of Magical Creatures Professor, Hagrid, is away at the moment, so in the meantime, please welcome Professor Grubby-Plank as our stand-in Care of Magical Creatures Professor!" He paused as claps rang out around the school. Harry noticed Draco was clapping rather loudly. "And I will now take the time to welcome our newest Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher, Professor Delores Umbridge. Good luck Professor! Now I have a few-" "Hem hem" the now-named Umbridge interrupted. Harry was quite shocked. No teacher had ever interrupted Dumbledore like that! "Thank you, Dumbledore, for those kind words."-Her voice was sweet in a sick way that reminded Harry of Antifreeze-"For those kind words of welcome. And how lovely it is to see all of the fine students that are happily looking up at me". Harry noticed that the Slytherins, and some other students- who Harry knew were pure-blood supremacists by the way they talked-were the only 'happy faces'. That didn't bode well. "The Ministry of Magic understands that the teaching of young witches and wizards is the most important task". Again, she was only looking at pure-bloods like Malfoy- "And many great teachers have brought many new things to this historic school. However, progress for the sake of progress must not occur. Instead, let us protect what is good" she noticeably looked towards the pure bloods again "perfect what can be perfected, and remove the things that should be prohibited" she was still smiling but her eyes were angrily boring into several of the new muggleborn students. The Slytherins were applauding very loudly and celebrating. "What was that?" Ron asked. Hermione glared at the pink witch. "It means that the Ministry is interfering at Hogwarts." she growled. Norberta snarled and the Toad-like woman and muttered something under her breath. Harry managed to catch "That monster is like the student of a combination of Rachel Carson andMargretSanger." Harry did not know who either of those two were, but if a dragon hated them, those two must have been almost as bad a Voldemort.
