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Chapter 11: Enter Vicious: A True Monster

Draco Malfoy let out a sigh of relief as he climbed into bed. He had managed to sneak back into the castle and into his dorm without any one seeing him. That strange man wasn't even able to put up a chase! He held the egg he had "acquired" and inspected it. So this thing just needed to be kept warm and it would be a perfect guard huh? Deciding to do some research on the egg tomorrow, Draco drifted off to sleep. The egg, clutched tightly in his hands, shook slightly.

Back in the muggle world an odd meeting was taking place.

"You did what?!" Terrance's laughing shout nearly awoke his neighbors.

"I gave the little blond idiot the egg we found last week." Across from Terrance was none other than Mr. B, also laughing. "He snatched the damn thing out of my hand and ran off looking like a little fairy. God, he was practically skipping."

"Jesus, tap dancing, Christ." Terrance continued chuckling. "You do understand the amount of chaos that will cause, don't you?" Mr. B just craned an eyebrow. "Right, right. Your side of the family and chaos, damn broken record."

"Harrumph!" Terrance stared at his cousin. "What?"

"I can't believe you just pronounced the word Harrumph."

"Yeah, well, chaos..."

"Yadda, yadda, yadda."

"..."

"Grandma would be proud of you."

"...Yeah. I know it sounds weird coming from me, but I miss the old bitch."

"...you do know she'd kill you if she heard that."

"Yup! Mwa hahahahahaha!"

Terrance just shook his head with a smile as his cousin continued his maniacal laughter.

Draco awoke and rolled over slightly to get a more comfortable position. He froze when he heard a crunch noise. The events of the previous night came to the forefront of his mind. The forest, the spiders, the man, the egg...THE EGG! Throwing his covers off, the rich boy looked at the remains of his previous future pet. Nothing but dust remained...wait, if there was something living inside this thing...where was the goo one would expect, or the underdeveloped fetus? Jumping out of bed, Draco looked around the edge of his bed and, sure enough, near the right corner of the bed's foot resided a few pieces of the shell. So, it wasn't dead? It had hatched in the middle of the night and was now wandering around somewhere, most likely. Damn, he'd have to look for it later or he'd be late to class. He just hoped it didn't starve to death before he at least figured out what it was.

Crabe and Goyle looked on in...well okay, all they can express is stupidity...they looked on in stupidity at their once plentiful snack box. All that remained were some wrappers and a few pieces of poop. The two goons looked at one another and seemed deep in thought. Seemed is the key word.

"This ain't good i'd it?"

"...nah, it stink."

Lets leave these two conversationalists alone, shall we.

He peered around with its small, crimson, eyes and wondered at what was going on around him. These large things were stomping around and making all sorts of noise. They smelled bad too. All of them. The fat, stupid, ones had left that box thing open and he was able to get some pretty good eats. That could be a problem, he needed food to grow bigger right now and food seemed to be in short supply. Wait, what was that smell? Closing in on the stench of rotten meat, he found several humans talking.

"Inform Madam Bones about this. We obviously have a problem with those...animals...if they leave rotting remains laying around." The younger, greasier, human wandered off and the old one continued mumbling to himself. "Now I'll convince Amelia that those creatures are a danger and everything will be back on track. He'll be so distressed that it'll be easy to get close to him and manipulate him. Why am I saying this out loud?"

The old one wandered into another room and he made his move. He wasn't a fan of carrion, if the smell was an indication, but he needed the food. He quickly consumed his meal and left. Behind him he could hear another old one yelling at the first old one.

Dumbledore rubbed his forehead in agitation. When Bones had arrived, he had taken her to where the dead house elf was found. To his shock, the damn thing was gone! Oh, he just KNEW it was the owl's fault. That damn thing was snickering at him when he entered the Great Hall.

As Dumbledore continued on his way he failed to notice a lizard the size of a cocker spaniel sitting in the shadows of a statue. A winged lizard with horns.

'Okay,' Draco thought, 'this is tedious.'

He had completed classes about three hours ago and had spent every minute trying to find out what his pet was.

Kettleburn had been less than helpful.

"...and that's what the egg looked like. What is it?"

"...grunt...snort...mrph...BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

Obviously handling that many wild animals was detrimental to ones mental health. The mud blood bitch was of no help either...

"...so what is it?"

"...May God have mercy on your soul."

That had left...sigh...Hagrid...

"...So what in the bloody Hell is it?"

WHAP!

Draco rubbed his head where Hagrid had smacked him.

"I don' care 'o 'er fader is. No swe'rin' in ma' house." The half giant sat down and looked thoughtful. "If'n I 'ad ta guess...id be a Australian Red."

Draco looked confused, "A what?"

"A Australian Red. Kind'a Dragon. Thems a weird breed le' me tell ye. Thems dern near gone coz'hu dem umpin anyt'in Dragon like. Not breedin' wit der own kin' makes no baby."

Draco ignored the half blood reaching out and checking a hatch over the fire place and continued his questions.

"What do they eat?"

"Oh, dern near any t'ing."

"I see."

Percy whimpered as the monkey punched him in the face again. He had thought that eating his lunch in the dorm rooms would throw the monkey off. He was wrong. Neither one noticed the small red dragon eat Percy's lunch and then run off.

Out in the Forbidden Forest, Marry was not having a good day. She had eaten that unicorn, but was regretting it now. She had passed out last night and now her stomach hurt. A lot. All of her joints were sore, she felt disoriented and she was dehydrated. At least the last one was easily addressed. There was a river near here and she could drink from it. Crap. Her center of balance was off now too. She was a mess. Approaching the water she looked at her reflection and froze. She moved to the right. The reflection followed. She moved to the left. Same thing. Huh. That was her.

THAT WAS HER?!

After regaining a bit of her sanity the she spider did a closer inspection of her self. She wasn't so much of a spider any more, at least by half. Where her fangs and eyes should be the upper half of a human was sticking out. She blinked her knew eyes. God, that was a weird feeling. She lifted her arms up and examined them more closely. Well, she'd be better able to grab things now. She absently brushed her fingers through her hair and grunted in agitation. Why did humans grow their fur this long? It served no purpose other than to look pretty. Maybe some sort of mating thing? Who knew? And what in the HELL were these THINGS sticking out of her chest?! Damn it. She, unlike Daddy Aragog, could not speak the human language. She'd have to kidnap the next human stupid enough to come into the forest and have them teach her. Maybe get some "clothing" as well. She was kind of cold. As she wandered off she wondered what would look better: Simple White or Black Lace? A few minutes later she paused and wondered what in the Hell she was just thinking.

He peeked around the door to the wooden structure and sniffed. She was near. He smelled her all the way up on the top of the stone place. True, they were both young, but it was never too early to look for true love! Hmm, this place had two of them in it. The larger he had never seen, but the other was the one near him when he hatched. He's have to wait till they were both gone before looking around. He couldn't risk being exposed. The two humans squealed for a moment and then left toward the stone place. Once he was positive they were gone he entered. There was a large, drooling, thing sleeping in the corner. No problem. He could tell from the smell that it was a coward. Continuing to sniff he went up to the warmest spot in the dwelling. She was in there, no doubt about it. Knocking the metal plate away, he spied his prize. A beautiful blackish green dragon, slightly older than him and just a little bit smaller. She was a looker too. Giving off a, what he thought was a, sexy growl and waggling his eyebrows, he advanced.

Hagrid returned to his hut to retrieve his keys, when Fang came running past him. Hagrid put his ear to the side of the building and listened. Something was rolling around and growling. Fearing that something bad had happened to Norbert, he broke down his door and froze. The sight that greeted him would scar him for the rest of his life. Norbert was rolling around on the floor and an other Dragon was latched onto his back and doing...THAT! The sensitive half giant was frozen in shock and thus unable to do any thing aside from look on as the two Dragons continued to go at it.

Humpidy, humpidy, hump hump hump.

At that moment Draco walked back in. "Huh, Vicious little thing isn't he? Attacking another Dragon while so young. That's a perfect name! Vicious!"

Hagrid was able to take his eyes off of the sight in front of him to look at Draco incredulously.

To Be Continued...

Pet List!!

NAME: Vicious

SPECIES: Australian Red Dragon

DESCRIPTION: Similar to Spike, the more he eats the more he grows. He is hump happy as long as his partner is Dragonic and female. He looks like a Hungarian Horn-Tail, but with four limbs and wings, longer horns, and a rust color to his scales. He breaths out corrosive gases.

NAME: Marry

SPECIES: Mutant Acromantula-result of Acromantula drinking Unicorn blood.

DESCRIPTION: Acromantula with human female upper body. She has shoulder length light brown curly hair, black eyes (The entire eye is black) she has pale skin and looks about 15 years old.