Wyrda of a Shur'tugal
Written by: Never Forgotten RIP Barbaro
Summary: same as before…
Disclaimer: Rowling's and Paolini's worlds, I'm just fooling around and having a good time in them.
This chapter is dedicated to my late friend Kelly Long. I miss you my friend!!
A/N: I have decided to jump a few years ahead to where the gang have made it make to Harry's world, so the years in Alagaësia will be flashbacks which will hopefully make the chapters longer for you. But this chapter will not have any flashbacks unless the flashbacks are from Eldest or my version of book three, because I currently cannot find my copy of Eragon, which I had just last week damnit! So just bear with me, and have patience please, I'm begging you! (Not really!) And warning you now, I do curse, so expect words in here that some may find offensive. So if you don't like that kind of language, just skip the damn word!
HPEESMTRA
Chapter three
Some field in Scotland
"I'm retired damnit! I should be lazing around, Stupefy! Not fighting Death Eaters!" Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody shouted.
"You're the one that said the rest of us would get killed because we didn't remember constant, Reducto! Vigilance if you weren't there to save our sorry asses!" Nymphadora Tonks yelled right back.
Currently, the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic's Aurors were fighting the Dark Lord Voldemort's Death Eaters, and they were losing horribly. They were fighting in a field near a small town in Scotland while it was poring down rain.
There were numerous dead bodies from both sides scattered around the bloody field.
"If we don't get help soon, Sectumsempra! We're all going to fucking die here people, so shut the fuck up and fight!" Tonks turned to gape at the normally calm Kingsley Shackelbolt.
Then, out of no where, fire rained down from the sky and took out hundreds of Death Eaters in a matter of seconds. As one, the entire side of the light looked up and gasped.
"Dragons!!" some nameless Auror shouted.
Sure enough, there were four dragons circling over the battlefield. All four had gleaming armor placed securely on their bodies leaving nothing but their wings uncovered. But what shocked the soldiers the most was that they had riders, that's right, riders, on their backs. Then as if on some unspoken agreement, the four dragons dived down simultaneously. The Death Eaters apparated away, panicked.
Seeing that their prey had disappeared, the four banked sharply and lightly glided to a landing a few meters away.
The Order members and the Aurors stared blankly as the dragon's riders slid out their saddles and walked gracefully over to the people, who had, just moments before, been fighting for their lives. The riders were all rather tall, slim, and they carried themselves proudly. One was black haired with startlingly green eyes, another had light brown hair and brown eyes, another that looked a lot like the brown haired boy had black hair and brown eyes. The last had dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. They all looked elfish; they even had slightly pointed ears!
"Kvetha fricai," the one with green eyes said in a weird language.
"Who are you, my friend?" Albus Dumbledore asked. He had been on the other side of the battlefield from Moody, Tonks, and Shackelbolt.
"My apologies, sir. I am Draco Ra'zac Slayer, the one standing next to me," he indicated the brown haired boy, "Is Eragon Shadeslayer, his cousin," the blonde haired boy, "Roran Stronghammer, and his brother," the other black haired boy, 'Murtagh Hunter."
One of the dragons growled loudly. During the introductions, the dragons had walked closer to the group. How they managed to do it unnoticed, we may never know. But, now that the dragons were closer, and they could see more than just armor, they saw the colors of the dragons. One was emerald green, one sapphire blue, another ruby red, and the last one was bright yellow. Draco laughed and flicked the green dragon on the nose.
"I was getting to you, you silly little dragon!" He then laughed again. "Yes, I know you aren't little!" The other dragon riders just rolled their eyes.
Charlie Weasley, the Order's resident dragon keeper stepped forward hesitantly. "Are you talking to that dragon?"
"Why yes, we are having a mental conversation. I'm sorry; this annoying dragon here is named Emrys and is my bonded skulblaka. I'll let my companions tell you the name of their dragons, seeing as how I'm doing all the talking."
"Excuse me, but what is a skul…skulblaka?" Tonks asked.
"Skulblaka means dragon in the Ancient Language. My dragon, who is the blue one next to Emrys is Saphira," Eragon said.
"My dragon is the red male and is called Thorn," Murtagh said.
"The youngest dragon is mine and she is called Aiedail, which means the Morning Star in the Ancient Language." Roran replied.
"Where do you come from? Surely if you were from around here, we would have heard of you," Minerva McGonagall questioned.
"How right you are, my lady. We are from a parallel world and we hail from a country name Alagaësia…" Eragon started.
"Pardon me, but as it is getting late, and some of us have students we need to get back too, we need to relocate this conversation somewhere else," Dumbledore interrupted. "Can we relocate to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, because I don't like leaving my students without supervision for so long, my dear sirs?"
"But of course! Wouldn't want any mischief makers to get any ideas, now would we?" Draco agreed.
"Our only problem is getting your dragons to the school…" Dumbledore started.
"No worries, I know how to get there," Draco said.
"How would you know that, Mr. Ra'zac Slayer?" McGonagall questioned sharply.
"Please, call me Draco, that isn't my last name. It's only a title. And as to how I would know how to get to Hogwarts? Easy, my companions may be from a parallel world, but, I, however, am not. This is the world I was born and raised in."
"How…"
"All will be explained at Hogwarts. Now, I believe we should get going so it is not too late to have a meeting. We will see you in about thirty minutes at Hogwarts," Draco said. The four riders mounted their respective dragons swiftly, and before taking off, they all murmured, "Mur'ranr lífa unin hjarta onr."
HPEESMTRA
Hogwarts
The Order of Phoenix waited patiently on the lawn of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for the four dragon riders to show up.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Well, it seemed the riders had appeared. With a ground shaking thud the dragons landed, and Draco, Eragon, Murtagh, and Roran slid down from the backs of their dragons. As soon as they were steady on their feet, Emrys, Saphira, Thorn, and Aiedail took off for the forest.
"Where are they going?" Charlie enquired.
"They are going hunting," at the teacher's worried looks, Draco added, "I have explained which animals they are not to touch. Shall we take this meeting inside, Headmaster?"
"Yes, of course!"
As the entire Order of the Phoenix couldn't fit inside Dumbledore's office, they went into the Great Hall.
"Oh, the memories I have of this place," Draco sighed.
"I do not remember you attending here, Draco. What house were you in?" Dumbledore said.
"I was in Gryffindor," Snape scoffed. "But, you should know Professor Snape, Slytherin was a very close second, very close."
"I don't remember you Draco, and you say you were in my house! I remember every one of my students! And you, I do not recall!" McGonagall exclaimed.
"Ah, that is because, when you become a Shur'tugal, the dragons, which are highly magical, begin to change you. My appearance is the result of four and a half years of being bonded to Emrys. So, that is why, Professor, you do not recognize me."
Dumbledore was studying Draco very closely. And then, his eyes started to twinkle brightly. "So that's where you've been these past four and a half months! No wonder we couldn't find you! You were in a completely different world!"
"Yes, and that is the world I will be returning to when Voldemort is dealt with, Professor," Draco replied.
"Why would you not stay here in your own world, Harry, my boy?"
HPEESMTRA
Sorry it took me so long to update. And if you were confused as to who Draco was, you got your answer, sorry about that, but in the time I imagine Eragon and Eldest taking place, Harry would seem really out of place, so I gave him a alias.
Meanings to some words and phrases in the chapter (in order of usage):
Wyrda of a Shur'tugal: title of story, means Fate of a Dragon Rider
Kvetha Fricai: Greetings, Friend
Skulblaka: dragon (literally, scale-flapper)
Aiedail: the Morning Star
Mur'ranr lífa unin hjarta onr: Peace live in your heart (I thought it would be a good farewell)
Shur'tugal: Dragon Rider
Also… I would like you to meet, my stuffed wolf, Fenrir, which I bought on vacation. Say hi Fenrir!
"Ich werde Sie segnen"
blinks nobody sneezed Fenrir. I'm trying to teach him to speak English, and he's just not getting it. He knows some German, and that phrase means bless you, if my translator is to be believed, and some Spanish…
¡Hola!
That's better, Fenrir. You'll be seeing him more, sooooo….
Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Please review, and don't be afraid to offer advise! After all, any help is appreciated as I am only a high school freshman. Any and all flames will be laughed at and subjected to my sarcasm.
Ta, ta for now,
Forgotten and Fenrir (¡Adios!)
