Harry followed the two men inside and quickly glanced behind him to see Luna taking flight.

Be safe. Take care of the five eggs.

I will. You be careful too. This building is too covered in wards for me to go in to rescue you if you need it.

"What kind of a name is Moony anyway?" Harry questioned, hearing the door close behind him. His connection with Luna also fizzled out, like something in the wards around the house was protecting against this kind of communication or magic. His heart started to race for a minute before taking a deep breath and willing himself to remember that Galbatorix couldn't get them here. At least he didn't think the mad Rider could. And he would be able to tell if Luna was dead or not, that much he knew. He pushed some of his hair to cover his ears as he didn't want any one else to see that he didn't look human. Besides, the people he was going to encounter were strangers.

The man with the lighter brown hair grinned and shook his head. "That's not my name. That's just the name that Sirius here came up with for my wolf. My actual name is Remus Lupin. I was a friend of your parents."

"Nice to meet you," Harry replied as they walked past a portrait that was covered up by a thick quilt. "Sirius… you're Padfoot?"

The man with the black hair nodded. "Sirius Black. Welcome to my house."

Harry raised an eyebrow as they walked. The house in question was quite dark and gloomy, lots of dust in corners and on windowsills. He could sense and hear the minds of several people further in the house, some were young minds while others were the age of Sirius and Remus. All of them were magical and not a one did not have magic in the house. "I take it you haven't lived here very much."

Sirius snorted. "That's an understatement. I've been on the run from the aurors for the past few years and this house had the best warding."

"Aurors?" Harry repeated as Remus stopped at a door on the left and opened it, stepping through.

"Our kind of police," Remus explained as Sirius and Harry followed him into a room with a few couches. There was a fireplace in the center of the room which the three couches and a small chair were circled around. Harry watched as Sirius and Remus took the same couch and sat next to each other before he took the chair that was opposite them.

"Harry James Potter. So where have you been?" Sirius asked, narrowing his eyes. "I saw the pointed ears. I'm pretty sure you were human the last time I saw you. And one and a half."

Harry sat crosslegged on the chair, putting his sheathed sword in front of him on the table in the middle of the room. It was a little uncomfortable sitting in armor but Harry wasn't about to pull it off, not when he was absolutely sure that he wasn't about to be harmed. He did see Remus and Sirius watch as he settled and they stared at the sword for a few extra minutes before returning to look at him.

"The last thing I remember here," Harry started hesitantly. "I was being placed down on a cold porch by a much older man with a white beard. I was still a toddler when that happened though."

"That must have been Dumbledore," Sirius commented. "Kreacher!"

Harry startled when a small creature appeared in the middle of the room. It was small, brown and wrinkled, with a hunched body. "What..."

"It's a house elf," Remus explained. "They're creatures who help us out."

"So they're like tiny butlers?" Harry said, looking over the small creature.

Sirius laughed out loud and Remus snorted.

"Yeah, tiny butlers. Kreacher-"

The little creature turned to look at Harry and its brown eyes widened. And Harry watched as it bowed toward him. "Dragon Rider."

Harry's eyes widened as the creature continued to stay hunched over, kneeling at his feet. "Uh..."

"Kreacher?" Sirius questioned, confusion showing in his voice. "What are you doing?"

"Master Harry is a-"

Harry hurriedly stood up out of his chair and knelt at the house elf's feet. "Kreacher, little sir..."

Kreacher instantly stood up when Harry lightly touched him on his shoulder. Harry shook his head urgently. Kreacher stared up at Harry, grinned although it was more of a toothy smile than most, and nodded.

"Kreacher?" Sirius repeated, looking back and fourth between his godson and his house elf.

"What can Kreacher be doing for Master Harry?"

Sirius watched as Harry stared into the house elf's eyes then gestured to the back of the house. And spoke in some language that was so not familiar. It sounded guttural, ancient and mysterious. By this time, Kreacher was so focused on Harry, that the house elf was totally ignoring Sirius and Remus. They watched as Harry extended his left hand to Kreacher and the house elf gently grasped Harry's hand and studied it, muttering to himself and Harry. They could tell that the elf was in awe of Harry but they weren't quite sure what the elf was in awe of.

"Well, at least we got our confirmation that that is Harry," Remus muttered quietly.

Sirius nodded, still bewildered. He could tell that Remus was too but the werewolf was being more subtle than he was.

"Kreacher can do that for Master Harry. Kreacher is honored to serve you, young Rider."

They both watched as Harry's cheeks reddened but the young man was smiling widely, the shadows in his eyes vanishing at least momentarily. Kreacher nodded again and vanished.

"Where have you been?" Remus asked. "What… What did Kreacher mean by Dragon Rider?"

Harry closed his eyes briefly before looking at them with a steady look. He looked like was studying the both of them, trying to figure them out. Sirius felt a light, barely there touch on his mind then it vanished after a second.

"If I answer your questions, they must not leave this room," Harry finally said after a minute or two. "I know you two were friends of my parents here but I need to know if I can trust you."

Sirius and Remus exchanged a look then nodded.

"We can swear an oath if you like," Sirius remarked as Kreacher reappeared with drinks and light snacks.

Harry narrowed his green eyes at them, glanced up to where the ceiling was then sighed. "No, that's not needed. But… Atra nosu waíse vardo fra eld hórnya." [May we be warded from listeners]

Sirius felt as the strange power that flowed around Harry moved and surrounded them, causing him to feel like his skin was tingling. He could also see that Harry's left hand had glowed briefly before returning to normal.

Remus coughed and Sirius turned to look at his boyfriend in question. Remus' eyes were wide and there were goosebumps along his skin as Sirius grasped Remus' outstretched hand. The hair on Remus' arm was standing up.

"I've never felt like that around magic before," Remus muttered. "That felt..."

"Powerful?" Sirius offered.

"No, well, it was that. But ancient," Remus said wonderingly.

Harry snorted. "Well, it is called the ancient language for a reason. The country… world where I have been living for the past 23 years is called Alagaesia. It is a beautiful land filled with many different kinds of creatures, first and foremost among them, dragons."

Luna watched the apartment as she curled up in the yard behind it. There were a few trees and one or two benches but otherwise, it was big enough for her to lie down in the grass. She could feel Harry in there but couldn't communicate with him through their bond. Her stomach growled again and she snorted, breathing out a bout of silver flame. It singed the grass under her mouth but did nothing else.

She sighed and glanced up into the sky above her and looked out upon the stars and the moon. They were different in this world than back home but she could see some similarities between this England and Alagaesia. The moon was still the same shade as her scales and each star glowed brightly.

It made her miss her home, miss her hunting friend, Saphira and Careth and all of the dragons who had died yesterday. She stood up on her hind legs and bellowed out at the night sky in rage and grief, letting loose a large silver flame. Her wings beat behind her, causing a large wind to go wracking through the yard. Leaves fell of their tree branches and in the apartments next door and beyond, dogs howled, joining her song.

My moon! Luna!

Harry's presence came racing back to her, the bond opening up again. Whatever it was that had shielded the house fell and the partner of her heart came back to her, if only in mind. Love flowed from the bond, from Harry and they both soaked up each other's presence. It had only been twenty minutes or so but to them, it had felt forever. They had just lost their world, their friends. Luna had lost her species.

They stayed that way for a few minutes, both entwined within their bond before Harry pulled back a little.

Food is on the way, dearheart. But don't eat the messenger, okay?

Luna huffed out a sigh and slowly returned to the ground. Are you okay in there?

Harry hesitated but returned with confirmation. I'm okay. The two men who opened the door? They were friends of my parents here. I'm just telling them about Alagaesia, about our world.

Are you sure that's wise?

We need friends here, Luna. If we're to survive, that is, and find a way home.

Luna dipped her head in a nod even though Harry couldn't see it. Alright. I just don't like being separated from you now.

I don't like it either.

Harry withdrew but not entirely. As Luna was curling up on the ground, she heard a pop and she growled at the little creature that had appeared in front of her. The eggs were still on her back, attached to the saddle, and she would protect them against any who dared approach her except Harry of course.

"Master Harry Potter has bade me to come feed you, young dragon."

Luna lowered her head to sniff the creature and Kreacher, the name that Harry sent to her a minute later, smiled up at her.

"Us house elves know of the ancient pact between elves and dragons in Alagaesia. Kreacher thinks you are beautiful."

Luna hesitated but slowly stopped growling, curling her wings tightly about her body. I am beautiful, little elf. No one else had silver scales like I did.

Kreacher smiled as her words came into his mind.

Luna watched as Kreacher popped away then came back five minutes later with food. The little house elf was floating a dead cow right to her and her stomach growled again. She waited until Kreacher had deposited the corpse then dug in excitedly, ripping into the skin and tasting the meat.

"You're saying that there's a dragon right outside our yard right now," Sirius said, his eyes wide.

"And that it won't try to kill us," Remus added, in awe of Harry's story.

"That is exactly what I'm saying," Harry remarked. "I sent Kreacher to give her some food if that's okay. I didn't exactly want anyone to know about her in the first place seeing as how when she and I first appeared here, the people that saw her freaked."

"They also probably freaked at your sword," Sirius commented. "You actually know how to use that, don't you?"

Harry raised an eyebrow but nodded. "Yes. Luna and I underwent six years of training. Special training too but that's another story. I… I noticed other people in this apartment. Who are they?"

"Noticed?" Remus repeated. "You've only seen the two of us and you don't have a wand."

Harry tapped his own mind. "Rider magic."

Sirius' eyes widened more. "You don't have a wand and yet you're doing magic?"

Harry snorted. "If I understand correctly from books I've read, the wand acts like a focus, right?"

Sirius and Remus nodded.

"We… I mean I have a focus of my own. It's what I showed Kreacher," Harry remarked with a sigh. "I guess I'm the only one left though aside from… Anyway, here."

"Only one left aside from who?" Sirius asked, narrowing his eyes. "Do you need help?"

Harry extended his left hand and flipped it, palm up. Remus peered down at Harry's palm and studied the silvery circle that was emblazoned on his entire palm. It was in a spiral and it… glowed even now. "That's to show that I have a spell in affect now. Now who… Do I need to worry about the other people in the apartment?"

"No, they're all trustworthy. The younger ones all go to Hogwarts, the school for wizards and witches in Scotland," Sirius said. "Your parents went to Hogwarts. Both Gryffindors."

"Right… Hogwarts, I know of that school," Harry said. "I… Kreacher?"

The little house elf popped back in and smiled up at him. "What can Kreacher do for Master Harry?"

"Did you send the books?" Harry questioned.

"Books?"

"I take that as a no," Harry muttered.

You brought the books with you, right?

Of course I did. I wasn't about to let Galbatorix have access to those. Harry shuddered at that thought. Luna growled and Harry could hear that in his mind and vehemently agreed with that sentiment.

"Harry?" Remus asked.

"Oh, sorry. I tend to tune out when I'm talking to her," Harry said. "What did you say?"

"Talking?" Sirius echoed. "Your dragon can talk?"

Harry narrowed his eyes. "Of course she can talk."

Luna, do you feel up to having guests? I know you're tired.

Harry, we're both tired. I know you. You usually went to sleep a few hours ago. And we fought in a battle today.

Harry smiled wearily and returned to Sirius and Remus. "Would you two mind if we continued this talk tomorrow morning? I'm exhausted. Luna just reminded me."

Sirius and Remus exchanged looks before Sirius nodded. "Right, it is a little past bedtime. I'll show you to a room that you can use. Does… your dragon need anything else?"

Harry shook his head. "No, she doesn't. Actually, I was planning on sleeping with her. At least for tonight. So I shall see you two in the morning?"

"Sleep with her?" Sirius repeated.

"Yeah, there's a pretty good place to sleep between her wings and her body," Harry said. "Goodnight, Sirius, Remus."

Harry stepped out of the apartment and into the yard behind it and immediately walked right up to Luna, removing the disillusionment charm on her. His partner lowered her head and nuzzled into him, wrapping her wings around him too. He had left their connection open throughout the talk with the two older men, so she knew what had gone on while they were apart.

I suppose we're stuck here for a while, Luna.

It's not that bad, Harry. You'll find answers.

Harry hummed in thought then jumped gracefully up onto her back. "Let's see those eggs now. I didn't even notice their colors when Thuviel showed me right before we fled Illirea."

I've kept them safe. They… I don't know if we're the last Dragon Riders or not and you know that last week, Vrael had said that all the wild dragons had gotten killed.

Harry shuddered as he scooped the trunk up and climbed down to sit on the grass. Kreacher popped in again and set up a tent for him and Harry grinned as the small elf bowed as soon as he was done. Harry watched as Kreacher popped out then opened the trunk. There were five eggs in all, nestled in the trunk amongst soft but sturdy blankets. One was a light purple that sparkled in the moonlight, with darker purple veins running through it. Another was gold, with shiny yellow veins. The third egg was a dark blue, darker than Brom's Saphira had been, with sky blue veins. The fourth egg was a light red, the color of roses, with lighter red veins. The last egg was black, with white veins running through it.

These are all Rider eggs, I think.

Luna dipped her head to touch each egg and nodded. Yes, they all have the Rider spell on them. Do you think they'll hatch for anyone here? Your world and Alagaesia might not be connected that way.

Harry pondered that while bringing his own pack down from her saddle. They might. Kreacher knew of me and you and the Rider pact. Though we'll need to protect them. I only know two people here and I don't know about anyone else.

Harry, if they do hatch, they'll be a new generation of Riders. All of our kin were slaughtered by Galbatorix.

You have a point there. I guess I would be the one to train them then.

Luna snorted at Harry's mental tone and watched as Harry stepped through the tent. There was a bed there as well as plenty of room for him to spread out his things, like his armor and sword. He had also brought some scrolls from Illirea with him so he stashed those there too.

You would be a good teacher.

Well, we would both have to teach them.

Yes.

Harry spread out his bedroll in front of the tent door and Luna curled up alongside him.

It's been a long day.

Luna hummed and rolled a little closer to him, laying a wing lightly on top of him. He grinned and slipped under the slim blanket that he had brought.

Harry?

Yes, my moon?

I mated with Artos a few days ago back when we were in Illirea.

Harry sat bolt upright and looked at Luna, her head down on one giant claw. Why didn't you tell me this earlier? I don't know how to handle that?!

How long do you need to carry those eggs in you then?

Luna rumbled deep in her throat, coughing a little.

Hey!

I'm not laughing at you, Harry.

Sure, you aren't.

I need to carry them for a month until the egg forms around them.

Alright, we'll handle that when we get to it. Should I say congratulations?

Luna nudged him with her nose and closed her eyes. Go to sleep, Harry. You're exhausted.

Harry smiled and stroked her nose briefly before closing his own eyes. Goodnight, Luna.

AN: Okay so, it's up to you guys as to who becomes the new generation of Riders. I have three eggs reserved for Charlie Weasley, Draco, and Hermione but as for the two other eggs and the two planned eggs that Luna has(silver and light green), that decision is up to you.

And you can choose which egg goes to which person.