A/N: And here's the next chapter! time for Harry to learn to wield the power of Earth!
Disclaimer: I don't Harry Potter, Spyro the Dragon, or any other works referenced in this story. I only own my original ideas.
Chapter 14: Awakening Earth
Harry was once again led to the training room, with Olivine leading the way this time. Harry knew this was likely the last time he'd see this place for a while, as Hogwarts would begin its next term soon. Olivine got the room set up, and Harry prepared for his lesson. Olivine took his position, and cleared his throat.
"As Glacia has already told you, each Element exists in balance with another, its equal and opposite," said Olivine, "Lightning courses through the Air, flowing freely. Now, you must learn to wield its opposite, the solid might of Earth. You have learned much already in your time here in the Realms, drawn upon this path by fate. Let the might of Earth and nature anchor you, feel the path it shows you".
Harry slowed his breathing, extending his will towards the ground beneath his feet. He could feel it, the stone he stood upon, the soil and rock beneath, the virtually imperceptible vibrations of the continual tectonic activity of the world. It was like the heartbeat of the planet itself, and he could call upon its might. The power to move mountains or even to sunder continents. Harry remembered overhearing a science program about earthquakes while staying at the Dursleys, and knew just how mighty this power could be.
Within his own core, he could see the violet crystal, with streams of fire, arc of lightning, and waves of icy wind swirling around it. He felt himself rising up, enrobed by the power he was channeling. His eyes snapped open, and he saw the waves of emerald green energy swirling around him. He drew it inwards, and then released. He dropped, slamming into the ground with great force, sending shockwaves which buckled the stone of the floor briefly before it returned to normal. As he looked over at Olivine, he caught a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"Excellent work, Young Dragon," said Olivine, "now that you have learned the channel the power of Earth, now it you must practice refining it".
The training continued with Harry learning to command the might of Earth in both offensive and defensive applications. Calling forth shields of stone and then shattering them into his foes, launching concentrated pulses of energy like a muggle shotgun, extending a sphere on energy on a streamer of power so that it could be swung around like a flail, the list went on.
Next, Olivine had him practice perceiving his surroundings without using his normal senses, but rather through the miniscule vibrations and differences in density caused by different materials and the presence of others around him. As Harry extended his perception in this manner, feeling the ground beneath him, the statue concealed beneath to floor, and the presence of Olivine at the edge of the room. It was strange, 'seeing' without seeing. While he was only getting rough shapes for now, Harry could understand how useful it would be to know exactly was around you even when your eye couldn't.
Eventually, they ended training for the day. Harry eventually found his way to the archives once more, looking for something that might be of interest. He spotted a book titled 'Origins of Purple Dragons: A Thesis on the Power We Hold' By Vaerath, the 21st Purple Dragon. As Harry saw this, couldn't help himself: he had to know.
There have been many theories over the centuries on how and why the power of the Purple Dragon first came about. To what purpose would Fate and the Ancestors gift a single entity so much power? Why is it we are irrevocably drawn towards points of Destiny? It is my theory that in is our role to act as a balancing force, pushing the world we reside in away from destruction. Usually, that entails fighting the forces of evil, as they are the kind far more likely to seek harm upon the worlds, though sometimes a push in the opposite direction is what's needed.
The other question involves where we come from. While many Purple Dragons have come from this Realm, some, including myself, have not. Yet, I found myself drawn to this Realm, where the legend originates from. Is it possible that something about this place calls out to us, so that we may better understand the destiny we have inherited? So far, nothing I've been able to detect with any ability or spell I know of points towards any specific compulsion towards this effect. It may be that this trait is buried deeper than can be properly detected.
Another aspect to consider is that conflict and trouble seems to seek out our kind. The tides of fates seem to enjoy throwing challenges in our paths, no matter how much we may wish to avoid finding conflict. For example, my own experience with an evil natured dragon calling himself Xyndriem the Pure, who sought destruction and domination over my home plane. Every time it seem like we'd put him and his followers down, the crawled out of the dark some time after. Beyond that…
Harry's attention was pulled from his reading as Infernus entered the room.
"Ah, I expected I'd find you here," said Infernus, "It's good to see you keeping up with your studies. However, I've going to have to interrupt you for now".
"Why? What's going on?" asked Harry.
"We have guest, Young Dragon," said Infernus, "a very special guest".
Harry returned the book to the shelf, and moved to follow Infernus. The pair headed down the hall, and arrived at the main meeting area next to the Pool of Visions. There, Harry saw him. He was larger than the Guardians, and Harry could feel the raw power rolling off of him, despite the aura of calm he exuded. The most noticeable thing about this new arrival at the temple was his vibrant, purple scales. Harry's eyes went wide. There was only one possibility.
"Young One," said Infernus, "I would like you to meet Vaerath, the 21st Purple Dragon".
"Greetings, Young Dragon," said Vaerath, "We have much to discuss".
A/N: Surprise! That's right, There's another Purple Dragon around. As I said before in most fiction, regardless of setting, dragon tend to be depicted as possessing, among other things, extremely long lifespans. Now the question will be, what will Vaerath teach Harry? I guess you'll find out in the future!