Dragon's Blood.
Lady: -squees- Look at all the reviews!! Thank you! thank you! Thank you!
Snape: My god... people actually like this drivel.
Lady: Shut up, your killing my buzz.
Snape: -rolls eyes-
Lady: And just for the sake of making them work. Everyone but Harry has to answer your reviews!
Snape: What?
Sirius: Huh?
Lucius: Why?
Lady: Because he's doing disclaimers.
Draco: -huffs- Fine. To Merrymow, Animefangirlforever, natsukyi, Heather, zainx, wingedspiral, and Utena-Puchiko-nyu, thank you lovely people for your praise and nagging. It is much appreciated.
Lucius: To Foy, Lady Date apologies for my -cough- out of character behaviour, but state the everyone is going to be a bit OOC, but she;ll try here best to keep us in character.
Sirius: To KaiPhoenix, LD thanks you and is happy that someone noticed the conflict within Petunia. She was hoping to make it just a little more subtil then it was, but it got the point across.
Remus: To ROTFLMHO, Really thank. You have no idea how long we had to listen to him whine about how unloved he was.
Lady: Well that takes care of that, and now-
Draco: Hey! How come you didn't make Uncle Severus do anything?
Lady: And you think I can can make him do anything?
Snape: -smirks-
Lady: Okay Harry
Harry: Alright people, Lady Date does not own any character from the Potter-verse; they belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros., and Scholastic Books. The characters of Civarius Dragonis and Dairus Melanthios are the property of LD and she doesn't care if you use them, so long as you ask first.
Lady: Thank you Harry dear!
Draco: --() Story...
Notes: 'Thought'
"Speech"
-Dragon speech-
Dragon's Blood
Chapter 2: Sleeker of the Two
Harry woke to sunlight shining brightly into his eyes. Which was the first thing he realized was out of sink. Keeping his eyes close, He let himself become fully cognizant, and discovery two more disconcerting facts. One: that he was considerably warmer this morning then he usually was, and two: while he bed at the Dursley's wasn't the most comfortable thing in the world, it was at least dry and not covering in dirt. Cracking one eye open, Harry was surprised to find him far away from Privet Drive. In fact, he was quite sure was a good distance from any place. He craned his neck and examined his surroundings.
The woods that surrounded him were was dense as those of the Forbidden Forest outside Hogwarts. He stared up though the trees at the sunlight that woke him. The sun was high in the sky, occasionally being blotted out but a lazy cloud or two. Harry watched as the light glinted merrily off the river in front of him. The pristine, deep water seem to cut the forest in half, the opposite side looking denser than its twin. Heaving a heavy sigh, he chalked the whole situation up as one of those 'Harry Potter' things Madam Pomfrey talks about every time he goes to the infirmary. Deciding that exploration would be better then nothing, he stretched and made to get up. Something wasn't right. Harry looked down and back at himself and screamed, or roared rather.
He stood completely still, panting hard with the shock of his discovery. This was wrong... VERY wrong. 'What the bleeding hell happened to me?' He tried in vain to recall what happened to him the prior night, but all that can were flashes of light and a lingering sense of pain. Taking a few calming breath, Harry peered at his reflection in a clear water. What he saw, was truly awe-inspiring.
Harry was far from vain, but the animal that stared back him was, for lack of a better word, beautiful. Glossy black fur covered his dear like muzzle. His chest and chin sported a soft silvery down. One long whisker hung from either side of his face and ended some where past his elbows. His arm, too, were cover in silky black fur, ending in long sharp talons. The talons themselves were father impressive. Long ivory shone brightly and almost masking their deadliness. The antlers on his head were ivory as well. Though small, they were still imposing, with jagged horns covered with velvet felt. He tilted his head back and forth, examining them carefully. They looked and felt as if they had just formed (which technically they had). Taking the opportunity to look over his shoulder, Harry found the rest of his body equally as impressive as his head. It wasn't as bulky, but that was to be expected. Lean sinuous muscles were concealed by the same black silk as his head. A thick course mane ran from the top of his head and ended is what looked like white fire at the tip of a tail that was 2/3 of his total length. He would hazard to guess that he was about 9 meters in length.
Harry's self-examination was cut short by the sound of a branch snapping somewhere near by. Head up, ear erect, twitching in the direction of the slightest sound. He bared surprising sharp teeth and growled low in warning. When no further sound occurred, he turned his attention back to the river, this time to drink. He lapped gingerly at the water's surface until a flash of blue, caught his interest. Something was moving under the water, far too large and swift to be a fish. Its movement and color made it hard to see though the reflection of sky on the water. A rapid movement propelled the creature on the bank opposite Harry.
Narrow head was rested on a long, graceful neck. A barrel like chest supported stream-line wings. Well muscled legs shore up the slight waist and elegant tail. It was a dragon, roughly the same size as Harry, though it stood tall in it hind legs. The beast body was covered in shimmering cyan scales. It lacked forearms; instead it bore a magnificent pair of wings, which were probably equitable to the dragon's body length if they were fully open. Its head and neck reminded Harry of the pythons at the zoo, with two delicately curved horns pointed backwards. In its mouth were tens of needle sharp teeth, which were currently plunged deep into a large fish. Its whole body trembles as it shook the excess water off. As if just noticing him, it peered at Harry over it shoulder; tilting it head this was and that. It nodded to it self before dropping back into the water. It wasn't until it was chest deep did Harry realize it was coming straight toward him.
Pacing slightly, he looked for a place to run and hide. He had no where to go; he didn't know how to fly without a broom or wings, and his considerably shorter legs wouldn't care him very far. The handsome creature was next to him before he could think of anything. It again shuddered to rid itself of water, but set the large fish down in front of the panicky Harry. He, because Harry could smell him now, nudged the fish towards him tenderly, as if to say 'It's for you'. Harry gazed between the dead fish and the dragon. The former clicked at him approvingly. Cautiously, he sniffed at the fish before sinking his teeth into its flesh. In the back of his mind, Harry knew that his should probably be repulsed by the mere notion of this, but he realized he was too hungry to bring him self to care. The blue beast purred in contentment as it settles it bulk down beside Harry on a damp patch of grass. It stretched out it wings, revealing the dark red underside, before draping it across Harry's body. Harry blink at him for a moment before returning to his meal; perturbed slightly by the other's behavior, but not about to let it keep him from food. They continued on in silence, the only sound being the yummy noises Harry made as he ate. It didn't take long for Harry stripped the fish down to the bone.
Harry purred in lazy delight. He was full and happy, the presence of the drake soothing his frazzled nerves considerably. Wait a tick...
Before Harry could explore that thought further, an outraged roar erupted from the forest behind him. His companion was up in an instant, hissing and snapping it teeth at the intruder. Harry turned a little to see what exactly it was that had disturbed there peace.
Another dragon, larger, but not longer, than Harry. It was built for fighting. It was what Harry expected a medium sized predatory dinosaur looked like. The trim body sported massive muscles, which twitched in anticipation. Its scales were cream, but its back was plastered with a mass of greenish brown fur-like feathers. Menacing teeth and claws were coated in the blood of the deer at the monsters feet. Harry found himself both awed and dismayed by the size of the brilliant kill.
The two dragons snarled threateningly at each other, neither tolerating the other's presence. Teeth flashed and jaws snapped. They circled one another nipping when ever it was possible.
-What are you doing here?- The first dragon hissed. Harry's head shot up at the low, harsh words. He has no idea dragons could speak. (Shows what he knows).
-Taking care of my mate, what's it to you?- The second growled in a voice that vaguely reminded Harry of Malfoy Jr.
-Some mate you are!- The voice was mocking. -Leaving your intended all alone like that...-
-And where have you been for the last 6 years?-
-None of your business.- Blue dragon growled and lunged it competitor.
Harry watched in fascination as the two magnificent beasts rolled around on the ground, talons and teeth at each other's throats. He watched as they wrestled fir what seemed like hours, neither tiring nor doing much damage to his opponent. After some time, Harry found the whole display juvenile and boring. He stood stretching his sore limbs, and wandered further into the forest. He glanced over his shoulder one last time before leaving the clearing.
He eagerly took in his surroundings, savoring the sites and smells that sounded him. The scent of the trees and flowers was intoxicating; the different smells making Harry high. He rolled in a bed of flowers basking in the sweet aroma and embedding it in his coat. Suddenly, a new scent caught if his nose. It smelling like the salt water taffy his aunt used to by for his cousin mixed with the hours by spent by the Hogwart's lake. Closing his eyes, Harry fallowed the warm aroma. He was so absorbed in the smell; he failed to notice where he was heading back to the clearing. He noticed nothing until his nose collided with something firm and warm. Harry shook his head and stared up into large black eyes. He yelped, recoiling with a start. 'Another Dragon... great...'
This dragon looked similar to the first. Its body was the same slender build, only larger and darker. It was easily twice Harry's size and several head taller. Long spiral horns were replaced with brightly colored fins. It wings were long on and narrow, designed for maneuverability rather than speed. Cautiously, Harry sniffed the air. The water smell was stronger, and it was tinged with the scent of arsenic and potions fumes. It regarded him with an air of annoyance. He snorted and turned to the young beast.
Immediately, Harry took on a defensive posture. His hair bristled and rattled noisily. He arched his back and lowered his body, bearing his teeth and growling lowly. The larger animal seemed to roll his eyes before it bit the scruff of Harry's neck. All the tension let him; his muscles relaxed, the need to protect all but vanished and Harry became like a limp kitten in the jaws of it mother. And that was essentially what he was (not that he knew that).
Harry watches his surroundings pass him will ill ease. He winced as needle points worked into neck, moving into a different position. Something about that spot made Harry's new body sag tiredly. The youngster shook his head in an attempt escape his lethargy, but he couldn't hold back the yawn that stretched is jaws wide. He noted, drowsily, that they had returned to the shore where he had first woken. Close to the water edge laid the dragons from earlier, covered in mud and bruises. They were covered with shallow cuts, scratches and bite marks that, all though looked serious, would heal quickly. Neither looked happy.
Beside them stood another dragon, bulkier than the one hold him. As before, clawed limbs were replaced by large wings. Its massive head was full teeth the shape and length of steak knives. Jagged horns spiraled backwards ominously. Its lips curled back in a mockery of a grin, revealing rows of sharp teeth. It regarded the Harry with air of amusement.
-Where did you find him?- The voice was warm and familiar. If Harry's current state he couldn't remember, nor care, where he knew that voice from but it brought some much needed comfort. The grip on his neck relented and he was set on the ground gently.
-I didn't,- his 'captor' sneered. Harry blinked; he recognized that voice almost immediately. It could only belong to one man. -The brat sniffed me out. It would seem is infallible luck has yet to run out.- Yep, that was Professor Snape.
Harry shook himself out of his sleepy ravine. What the bloody hell was going on? He lets out a confused whine and looks at his teacher in confusion. Professor?
-Well! It seems our resident celebrity posses a brain after all…- the older dragon drawled. -Tell me, what brought on the sudden urge to remove the wrapper from you brain?- His only response was an annoyed growl. This was not what he needed right now.
-Sev...- the other dragon chided. -Knock it off. You aren't helping situation. Let's just get these three to the castle and explain from their.- The startles look and bemused snort told Harry that Snape obviously wasn't expecting this kind of maturity from his companion, who ever he may be.
-Very well... if I must.- Without further warning the cranky beast gingerly plucks a disgruntled Harry up in his jaws, once against by the scruff, and turned towards the river. The other soon soon followed.
As the moved, Harry began to wonder why he was the only one being carried, but wasn't exactly in a mood to question it. It felt surprisingly good, and he wasn't about to pass up the opportunity. He let out a content lazy purr, enjoying himself thoroughly. That was until the tip of his tail came in contact with the icy cold river water. He yelped and made pathetic mewling of discomfort as he curls his tail up around his middle, though thought of getting wet not the slightest bit appealing. He could he could feel his toter chuckles around the fur in in mouth, not the slightest bit disturbed by the frigged waters. Wrapping his tail securely around his waist, Harry made an annoyed noise before relaxing again.
They treked for most of the day, the silence only broken occasionally by the growls of the two younger dragons, hissing and snapping at each other aggressively. So preoccupied were they with quarreling, it had actually taken all four a while to notice that Harry had fallen asleep. The young drakes ceased there bickering and quietly followed, no use fighting when the one you are displaying for wasn't awake to appreciate it.
It was night fall by the time they reached the lake side of a certain school, the lights of Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft were visible in the distance. The young drakes yawns and shook their heads wearily. They were tired and close to falling asleep, but they didn't stop. They would not rest until reached their destination.
Just the reaches the outskirts of of Hagrid's hut, the youngsters collapsed, exhaustion finally getting the better of them. Ahead of them, Severus turned and if it had been possible, would have raised a brow at the. He shooks his head and gently laid Harry down in between the two, ready to chide the young drakes.
-It's dark already.-
-Thank you for that startling revelation, Black.-
-Shut up, Sev.- Sirius Black, growled. Any don't we just rest here for the night. -They are obviously tired, and we can't carry all three of them. Draco and Dairus have gotten a little big for that.-
-And what do you suggest we do? If you are suggesting that we leave here for someone to come by and throw then in a cage?!-
-No! In not suggesting that at all! Merlin Snape, do you really think I'm that irresponsible?- There was pregnant pause.
-Yes.- Sirius figured it was best not to dignify that with a response. Not seeing the point in arguing. Instead he settles himself on the outside of the pale drake ans spreading his wing, stretching out until it coveres all three fledglings. With out another words, Severus did the same, moving to the other side and draping his wind on top og Sirius'. He curled his tail around the young ones protectively, the tip resting against Sirius hip. He gave a big yawn, admiting, at least to himself, that a little sleep would be good. He could help the amused smirk the crept onto his face. 'Thinks are going to be interesting in the morning...'
TBC
Lady: And done.
Harry: I turned into a fucking dragon?!
Lady: Yes. -smacks him in the head- And no cursing.
Snape: I get the feeling you did something I'm not going to like...
Lady: What make you say that?
Snape: -glares-
Lady: hehehe... Um... the next chapter should come pretty quick as I already have it written.
Lucius: Why are I in this chapter?
Lady: Because! I'm introducing most of the major characters in the first few chapters. You've already been introduced.
Lucius: But I deserve more screen time.
Lady: I am so not arguing about this... you're as bad as Draco!
Malfoys': I am not that bad!
Draco: And who is this Dairus character!
Dairus: I'm right here you know.
Draco: Eep!
Lady: -snickers- Real manly there Draky-poo!
Draco: Shut it!
Remus: -sighs- Why am I the sane one? Review please.