Two Hours Remain

Dragon's Fire

"You must come to the Long Table. Come to me." Not sure what Helena wants from me, I begin to walk towards the table. Some of the ghosts follow me. I glimpse people staring at me as I pass them. Whatever Helena did, it did something to everyone, including me. The Hall is practically ruined, with only a few columns and torches remaining. Most of the tables are plies of wood and dust. The dome overhead is broken, the dying sun shining light through the hole, it coming to rest on an object at the front of the room. I walk towards this 'object' and as I begin to get closer, I see something in the shape of a sword. Helena calls to me once more, and I'm in front of this sword. "Pull it! Pull the Sword from this pedestal, and accept what is coming!"

I hear people start to freak out. Why? Tom is back. That's why. I'm guessing he came in right after Helena went nuts, and has only now come out. I'm still standing in front of the sword when I hear him speak directly to me. "You are brave to have come back. You are too late. For even as I speak, Hogwarts is being destroyed. You wonder why you can't hear anything outside?" I turn sideways to face him and the sword. "When you chose to destroy yourself all those years ago, did you not think to now? What would happen? What you would do? Obviously not." I turn back to the sword and step forwards. I lift my right hand to the hilt and let it rest there. Even Tom has stopped speaking. I can hear the older students trying to calm the younger ones down in the background. I must be something, standing there. Do I dare? 'Take up the sword that stands before you and kill him! He has no heir-if you kill him now, evil shall never strike here again!' Helena is floating before me, pleading. "Even if you do take up the sword, you cannot hurt me. You may try, though. But you will only be able to watch as I murder everyone and everything. When I'm done with them, I'll make you pay…" Hearing those words makes something previously hidden in me spring forth. I don't think twice.

I grip the hilt of the sword with both hands, then pull it upwards. A bright light blinds me and my vision goes white. I hear Helena say once last thing. 'You have accepted your fate! May the Gods look down upon you with Pride, young one! Now, become that power you seek inside you! Become…Dragon's Fire!'

White. I hear nothing, see nothing. I can't even think. I'm just drifting.

'…You have accepted the quest of the Gods. You are still alive, but we had to…make some adjustments. The body you were born with was flawed. We fixed it. The Ritual is almost complete. Accept your Fate, Animagus. Go back to the Land from which you come, and slay the one who threatens all which exists. Go now, and accept the Fire that burns within you. GO.'

…Hear my words. You have been remade. Yes, you are coming back to yourself. It is I, the Creator of All. People of your planet may call me God. Surprised? I can reach even the most simplest of Creatures. But your kind, Man, has forgotten their place in the world. They are ruining everything I have tried to strive for…but enough of that. You, on the other hand, have something to do. Wake, and discover your true power. Helena has combined with you. Combine with her to become what is known only as 'Dragon's Fire'. Leave here, and return to your world. Go.

One Hour Remains

Darkness. I can see nothing, but I can hear things. "I have won! See how the one who tried to save you all has failed. As the Texts" I hear something being broken. "SAID, I am the TRUE MASTER!" What even happened to me? I feel off…really off. 'That's because you have accepted the Gods' quest. Surprised? I have combined with you. Stand, and face the one who had destroyed the Texts. Do so, and take up the Sword that is lying beside you.' My eyes open, and the first thing I notice is Tom standing in front of me, the Texts at his feet, ripped to shreds.

…..I just found that…Maybe I can fix it….Wait….why can't I think clearly? I manage to stand, then notice something. I'm covered in scales. Blood-red scales. What? I then look down and see claws. Black as night claws where my toes where. I flex them, making clicks as they hit the marble. Cool. This is interesting. I then feel something on my back, and I turn. Only to see wings. Dragon wings. I flap them, creating gusts as I do so. ….So….what happened to me exactly? 'You are human no longer.' I can see that. 'I know. You have become a god-like entity. Called Dragonus. This form has not been seen for hundreds of years. Only one other person has been allowed to become Dragonus. That person's name has been lost to time. Look at yourself!' I do, then I notice the object lying at my feet. Bending down, I pick up the object, which feels right in my hands.

….What is this? 'It is only known as Dragon's Fire. It once was your sword, now, it is a weapon of destruction. Only you may wield it. The Texts have been broken, but you can repair the book, and use its magic to use spells that have not been seen for ages. Go, and show yourself to all who stand in this room.' I look at the sword in my hand. Then, I lower it, and turn around.

I must look like something out of the books everyone has for their classes. I then swing Dragon's Fire, and flames fly as I do so. This weapon I hold in my hand is filled with magic. "What?" I haven't raised my head yet, but People have figured out what happened to me. Only teachers, though. "What…." "Is that…." Then someone says one word. "Dragonus!" I then lift my gigantic head, and all everyone can do is stare at me.

Then Thompson breaks the silence. "Well done," I hear slow clapping and I swing my head to face him walking towards me. "You actually did it. When you pulled that sword out of that stone, you transformed yourself. Into this." He gestures in my direction. "What you see before you, has not been seen for hundreds of years. This beast is called 'Dragonus'. I wouldn't try anything, because the Minister has been wanting you for a long time. Just lay down the sword, and let us deal with you personally." "NEVER!" If you think I'm going to do that, you're wrong. So wrong. With a roar of anger, I swing at Thomson with my free hand.

Only to feel pain everywhere. I've dropped the sword. Make it stop….can't….function…hurts…..can't think straight…. "Had enough?" I only have a few seconds of vision, Thompson is standing before me, people behind him. Then one of them raises their hands.

'What are you doing? Wake!' "Get away from her. Now." 'Oh. It's you. The Angel. It's too late, the Ministry has your sister. Nothing can save her now.' "We'll see about that."

… "Interesting how much a Dragon can take. She hasn't awoken yet?" "No. She is close." "Do whatever it takes. I want to become a Dragon." "As you wish."

Darkness. I'm chained to something. I hear some kind of noise around me. It sounds terrifying. "…..Oh no…..what have they done to you?! They've stripped the very flesh off of you! During the night, you transformed into a human….Be thankful you cannot feel anything. Fudge has gone mad trying to become a Dragon. He tortured you, beyond what anyone should be. Someone is in this cell with you, and has been caring for you. Wake, and discover the horrors of your prison. Do not be ashamed for what has happened, dear sister, only strive for freedom. I will leave you now, and be among the living to help you. Wake, and discover where you are. Wake, and reclaim what has been lost."

"If there was only some way to help you…I have tried everything…" "Ay! Quiet in there!" "I can't help it. I'm trying to save this girl." "…Say… isn't that the one who the Minister tortured? God….how is she alive?" "Fate. And a few other things."

Blood. Straw. Chains. Pain. Some animal crying. "She won't stop. I've tried everything…" A woman's voice. "Let her stop on her own." A man's. I do stop eventually, and I can think clearly. …..What….happened to me…..I…..I feel so weak…..and….ill….who…..A woman is above me. "At last. You've been delirious for quite some time. I've been taking care of you. My name is Diana. There's a guard who has been helping me." "….Where….." "You're in Azkaban. Of all places. Someone like you…" She shakes her head and disappears from my view. I'm lying on straw that clearly hasn't been cleaned in a few weeks, maybe years. I have no idea what I'm wearing.

After some time, I sit up. First thing I notice is that I'm chained to a wall. "…How did I go from being this close to defeating Tom to this? It doesn't make any sense!" "…What did you say?" Diana is kneeling in front of me. "Jason, come in here." I've discovered that this cell I'm in isn't very large. One corner is to sleep in. Another is to eat and drink in. Another corner is mine, and the one corner I haven't mentioned yet is…well, you probably figured it out. It's also mine, because I'm chained, and only can get to that corner and the one I sleep in. I've had worse, though. Straw covers the dirt floor, but no matter how clean I try to be, it's impossible. Previous occupants had no hygiene or something, because you can't ignore the smell of this cell. Honestly, it smells like something died. Add that to the feeling of hopelessness and despair, and you'll go crazy. Fudge's cronies are the guards, and they have a very short fuse. Say anything to them, and they'll yell at you. Some of them are here because they were forced to. Like Jason. He has a family, but Fudge sought him out and took him from his house. Now, he's forced to work for him.

There's very little light in here. Also, I can't remember the last time I ate something. I've learnt that Thompson was working for Fudge, and even Tom tried to stop him from taking me away. Why? I have no answer to that. I've also learnt that I've been here for a week. Azkaban is like Auschwitz, the death camp for people in WW2. Death Eaters and Dementors roam the prison, waiting to pounce on you. Azkaban is the Magic-Prison. Hundreds of people have died behind its walls. Only a few people have escaped. I intend to be one of them.