Chapter Ten: Norbert. ignipotens
Harry and Adelphe stood in front of Norbert both with wands raised as the large dragon began to wake up.
"Now," said Adelphe almost completely without emotion, "This is Norbert, He is a Norwegian Ridge Back and is particularly large and fearsome if not handled correctly. There are some key spells that you will have to learn in order to deal with him. The first one protects you from the flame. Repeat after me: Aegis Accendo, it will shield you from any flame for a short period of time but it takes a lot of energy hence the flameproof clothing.
"You will also need Dormito, its like stupefy but it's easier to maintain and only makes the dragon Lazy and not asleep, it also works really well on Charlie." Adelphe smiled at this but to Harry it seemed almost half hearted.
"That's all that you really need to know that you don't already. Today we're going to fly them about three miles, put some good anti fire charms on you're broom, you'll need them."
"Eight hours later Harry was physically more tired then he had ever been in his life. Harry practically fell into his bed when he got back."
"Sorry mate, but I need you to sign this so that we can't be you know killed if you die, and by the way sign it with your whole name Robin Wilmson." Harry smiled.
"OK, but nothing had better happen to me, I'm an important person." Harry Signed his 'name' under that of Charlie Weasely, Su-mei Chang, Vladamir Cekpethbih, and Adelphe Noctiluca.
***
Hermione walked into the Burrow, hugged Mrs. Weasely and Ginny, refused various offerings from Fred and George, dropped her things in Ginny's room and ate dinner. She did all of this without mentioning what she had heard form the Dursleys when she called them.
After dinner the family started talking and slowly drifted off to bed.
"Alright, I'm off to bed. I can barely keep my eyes open anymore." Ginny headed upstairs leaving Ron and Hermione alone at the table.
"So," said Ron, "What do you want to do tomorrow." Hermione couldn't stand it anymore.
"Ron, I called Harry's house."
"So now we're going to have to kill him for not answering our letters." Ron was smiling but his smile disappeared when he saw Hermione's face. "Right Mione, he's OK." She was shaking her head and tears had begun to roll down her cheeks.
"He, wasn't, there," she choked out, then the words just started pouring out. "I called the Dursleys and they said that he wasn't there they said that one of our kind took him away. They would have told us if we did it. She was full out sobbing now and unable to form words anymore. Ron pulled her next to him, and Hermione laid her head on his shoulder.
"Its OK mione," Ron said running his fingers through her hair. "He's probably just been moved by Dumbledore or something like that or maybe he ran away to the leaky cauldron. I'm sure that he's alright."
"Thanks Ron,"
"What did I do?" Ron said puzzled looking down at where Hermione's head was still resting on his shoulder.
"You've just been so rational when I've been freaking out about everything with Harry. If it wasn't for you, I don't know how crazy I would have gone."
"Me rational, you crazy? Are you sure that Fred and George didn't put anything in your dinner?"
"You're still doing it, you're still trying to make me feel better." Ron smiled slightly.
"So what if I am? You're just going to have to put up with it." Hermione turned her head up to look into Ron's eyes.
"Thankyou" She smiled, if only slightly up at Ron, then it happened. She kissed him.
"Goodnight Ron," said Hermione as she turned to walk upstairs with a slight smile. All Ron was able to do was sit there unable to comprehend what had just happened. Then he remembered something that Hermione had said last Christmas: 'Then you should have asked me first and not just as a last resort.'
***
Harry couldn't sleep, he lay awake trying to remember what it felt like to have at least one muscle that wasn't completely sore. He decided to get up and go outside to see if that would make him tired. He stepped out into the light of the full moon.
After a few moments he heard a blood curdeling howl that he had only heard the likes of once before in his life.
"Werewolf." He said softly to himself.
"Yes," said a voice behind him, Harry turned around to see Sirius standing there. "I wonder who it is. I always get worried when I hear that sound, too much history I guess."
"Sirius, you know that you probably shouldn't be standing there, someone could see you."
"Its past midnight, everyone is asleep, and you should be too."
"Goodnight snuffles,"
"Goodnight Rob."
Harry and Adelphe stood in front of Norbert both with wands raised as the large dragon began to wake up.
"Now," said Adelphe almost completely without emotion, "This is Norbert, He is a Norwegian Ridge Back and is particularly large and fearsome if not handled correctly. There are some key spells that you will have to learn in order to deal with him. The first one protects you from the flame. Repeat after me: Aegis Accendo, it will shield you from any flame for a short period of time but it takes a lot of energy hence the flameproof clothing.
"You will also need Dormito, its like stupefy but it's easier to maintain and only makes the dragon Lazy and not asleep, it also works really well on Charlie." Adelphe smiled at this but to Harry it seemed almost half hearted.
"That's all that you really need to know that you don't already. Today we're going to fly them about three miles, put some good anti fire charms on you're broom, you'll need them."
"Eight hours later Harry was physically more tired then he had ever been in his life. Harry practically fell into his bed when he got back."
"Sorry mate, but I need you to sign this so that we can't be you know killed if you die, and by the way sign it with your whole name Robin Wilmson." Harry smiled.
"OK, but nothing had better happen to me, I'm an important person." Harry Signed his 'name' under that of Charlie Weasely, Su-mei Chang, Vladamir Cekpethbih, and Adelphe Noctiluca.
***
Hermione walked into the Burrow, hugged Mrs. Weasely and Ginny, refused various offerings from Fred and George, dropped her things in Ginny's room and ate dinner. She did all of this without mentioning what she had heard form the Dursleys when she called them.
After dinner the family started talking and slowly drifted off to bed.
"Alright, I'm off to bed. I can barely keep my eyes open anymore." Ginny headed upstairs leaving Ron and Hermione alone at the table.
"So," said Ron, "What do you want to do tomorrow." Hermione couldn't stand it anymore.
"Ron, I called Harry's house."
"So now we're going to have to kill him for not answering our letters." Ron was smiling but his smile disappeared when he saw Hermione's face. "Right Mione, he's OK." She was shaking her head and tears had begun to roll down her cheeks.
"He, wasn't, there," she choked out, then the words just started pouring out. "I called the Dursleys and they said that he wasn't there they said that one of our kind took him away. They would have told us if we did it. She was full out sobbing now and unable to form words anymore. Ron pulled her next to him, and Hermione laid her head on his shoulder.
"Its OK mione," Ron said running his fingers through her hair. "He's probably just been moved by Dumbledore or something like that or maybe he ran away to the leaky cauldron. I'm sure that he's alright."
"Thanks Ron,"
"What did I do?" Ron said puzzled looking down at where Hermione's head was still resting on his shoulder.
"You've just been so rational when I've been freaking out about everything with Harry. If it wasn't for you, I don't know how crazy I would have gone."
"Me rational, you crazy? Are you sure that Fred and George didn't put anything in your dinner?"
"You're still doing it, you're still trying to make me feel better." Ron smiled slightly.
"So what if I am? You're just going to have to put up with it." Hermione turned her head up to look into Ron's eyes.
"Thankyou" She smiled, if only slightly up at Ron, then it happened. She kissed him.
"Goodnight Ron," said Hermione as she turned to walk upstairs with a slight smile. All Ron was able to do was sit there unable to comprehend what had just happened. Then he remembered something that Hermione had said last Christmas: 'Then you should have asked me first and not just as a last resort.'
***
Harry couldn't sleep, he lay awake trying to remember what it felt like to have at least one muscle that wasn't completely sore. He decided to get up and go outside to see if that would make him tired. He stepped out into the light of the full moon.
After a few moments he heard a blood curdeling howl that he had only heard the likes of once before in his life.
"Werewolf." He said softly to himself.
"Yes," said a voice behind him, Harry turned around to see Sirius standing there. "I wonder who it is. I always get worried when I hear that sound, too much history I guess."
"Sirius, you know that you probably shouldn't be standing there, someone could see you."
"Its past midnight, everyone is asleep, and you should be too."
"Goodnight snuffles,"
"Goodnight Rob."