Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling. Some are my own. This story is a complete AU. The plot is my own, but is based on J. K. Rowling's work. I might borrow details from other fan fiction, but nothing major; don't get mad. I DO NOT own Harry Potter. I hope this is what I need to say to keep out of trouble. :)
Thank you Dragonmage for your help, this chapter is dedicated to you.
This is a list of the Dragons. The names are German. The names are meant to be jokes. Some names the reasons that I chose them will become clearer in later chapters.
Dragon - name translated name (reason I chose it)
Alpha Horntail Male - Anführer leader (obvious)
Alpha Horntail Female - Heftig violent (as an oxymoron)
Young Horntail Male - Neid envy (as an oxymoron)
Old Ironbelly Male - Gemein wicked (becomes clear later on)
Old Ironbelly Female - Übel evil (came to mind when thinking about dragons in general)
Young Ironbelly Female - Fehler mistake (haven't your parents ever told you that you were a mistake)
Black Male - Zorn anger (he has a short temper)
Ridgeback Female - Hab hate (has a strong hate for humans)
Young Ridgeback Female - Glückspiel gamble (takes chances)
Longhorn Male - Gefahr hazard (he is kind of a lesser alpha)
Longhorn Females - Drohung threat (becomes clear later on)
Verderben spoiled (was spoiled when she was a hatchling)
Verachtung despise (I have no clue)
Harry - Mühe effort (it takes a lot of effort to raise him)
A Trio of Dragons Chapter 3: Revelations and a Meeting
Harry's POV
I've never had good experiences with other humans before. A madman killed my parents, my relatives treated me like a slave, and then there were the dragon keepers. The dragon keepers are usually large rough guys with short tempers; they come to our clan, throw a few hexes, do what they want to, and then they leave. They seem meaner to the other spike tails and myself. The hexes hurt like hell when they get you in the eyes, but they usually leave us alone.
I will admit when I ran away from the Dursleys that I wanted to go to my parents school, but after the love my clan has shown for me I have had no wish to return to or be with other humans ever again. They just cause pain and suffering.
That is until now. This red haired human did not try to come near us or hurt us. He stayed just far enough away so that the clan didn't se him as a threat. He would follow us on his flying broomstick when we moved, then set up camp. He would sit outside his tent with a small fire; watching us for hours.
After he followed us for a week it got me thinking about what I really was; who I really was. Sure I could change into a dragon, but I wasn't really a dragon. No matter how much I wished to be one. My clan didn't treat me any different for it, even if I would change into my natural form. I would never fit in with my clan completely, but the question was could I ever return to the wizarding world, and fit in there?
So I waited until the young red haired man went to sleep, and the rest of my clan, before flying off into the night. I flew until I knew the young dragon keeper and my family wouldn't notice me change form. I then took out my old photo album. My parents smiled happily at their wedding, a picture with them and three other young men under a tree by a lake; my parents would occasionally kiss in the picture, but so would the black haired man and the brown haired man. The group would laugh together, obviously close friends. Could I ever find friends like that, could I ever fit in? Does anyone care about where I've been for the past six years? Do I really want to return?
I climbed over rocks and between trees until I came to a small pond. I set my old backpack down then proceeded to the edge of the pond. I wasn't familiar with my 'natural' reflection. My hair was down to my knees, the scar on my forehead hadn't faded in the least, all my teeth were slightly pointed, my eyeteeth seemed rather large, and as always I was small for my age.
The movement of trees behind me had me ready to change into my dragon form, even if the clearing was too small to defend myself properly.
"Mühe?" came the soft growl of Fehler. I let out my breath.
"Yeah?"
"What are you doing out here you know it's not safe for you if your not your dragon self." She scolded.
"I should be the one scolding you lil sis." I replied half-heartedly.
"What's troubling you Harry?" That startled me to say the least.
"Why did you call me that?"
"I might be the youngest in the clan, but even I can see it." She replied with a grin.
"See what?"
"That you belong with your own kind."
"But you are my family?"
"Yes and I hope you never forget that, but the entire clan knows that you will return to your kind one day." I had nothing to say to that. We flew back in silence. I sat on a rock off to the side of the clan; pondering.
Charlie's POV
When I woke up I had that feeling that I was being watched, but I shrugged it off. I was alone. I stumbled out of my small tent into the cool morning air. I loved the smell of the mountains, and the solitude that came with my 'expedition.' Many don't understand what I'm doing out here; not even my own parents. Sometimes I'm not even sure.
I see the older clan members just lying around in the valley bellow me. The younger clan members are playing by the cliff across from me; except the hybrid. Where could he be? I start to get uneasy; after all by all common sense he should be the most aggressive. A flash in the trees catches my eye. I look closer to and see a bright green eye staring intently at me….
Author's Note: This is the end of Chapter 3. The fun begins. Thanks, hope you liked it. Please Review.
