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Explosive Dragon

Department of Mystery

Part 2

In Which Draco Onces Again Blows Shit Up & Discovers The Veil

"Diffindo. Colloshoo. Accio prophecy." Harry didn't slow down his assault, killing on of his opponents with a Severing Charm, immobilizing another, and blocking a killing curse. He had been fighting seven (six now) adult wizards, and he was not arrogant enough to think he could take that number anything but seriously. "Avada Kedavra. Depulso."

The immobilized Death Eater dropped dead, unable to dodge The-Boy-Who-Lived's killing curse and his Banishing Charm took another Death Eater out of the fight, blasting him through a number of shelves and knocking him unconscious. Two more down, only four more left.

"I'll kill you! Avada Kedavra!" One of the remaining Death Eaters screamed, sending a killing curse at Harry, who dodged it and sent a killing curse of his own back at the man.

"Don't kill him you fool! Incarcerous!" Bellatrix shouted as she sent ropes at the fifth year in front of her. "The Dark Lord wants him alive you fool! Immobulus!"

"Diffindo. Protego. Bombarda Maxima." Harry slashed Bellatrix ropes and blocked her spell, sending one of his own back at her. He couldn't kill Bellatrix or Lucius, Draco would make his life a living hell for the next year. He had to deal with the other two Death Eaters before he could focus on taking them out with non lethal force. "Deletrius. Reductor. Avada Kedavra."

Another Death Eater went down, disintegrated by Harry's Deletrius. The Death Eater who dodged his Reductor ran right into his Avada Kedavra. Only two were left. Lucius and Bellatrix, and since Lucius seemed to be trying to stay out of the battle as much as possible Bellatrix was the only major threat.

"Stupefy! Stupefy! Stupefy! Stupefy!"

"Protego. Bombarda." Harry blocked Bellatrix's volly of spells before summoning a smoke screen and locating the witch in it. "Fumos. Point Me Bellatrix."

"Immobulus! Stop hiding brat!" Bellatrix screeched firing blindly into the smoke. "Immobulus! Immobulus! Immobulus!"

"Depulso. Immobulus." the Boy-Who-Lived sent Bellatrix flying and immobilized her with the spell she had been casting at him only secounds before. Next he turned his attention to Lucius. "Point Me Lucius. Stupefy."

"Colin, report." Harry ordered as the ginger walked up to him.

"I fought three Death Eaters, and killed all three." Colin stood up a little straighter eager to impress his idol. "I used Fumos to blind them, then Accio on their shoes to unbalance them, I killed two of them, then I tested what would happen if I used Defodio on the last one, killing him. When used on a human Defodio acts like a mix between a cutting and blasting spell."

"I'm proud of you Colin," Harry patted the other boys head, that's what people did when they were proud of their dogs so doing the same to his minion seemed appropriate. "You are the most competent minion I have ever seen."

Colin beamed.

"Harry, I figured out how the prophecy things work, yeah." Draco said holding out his hand. "Gimme the orb, yeah."

"...How did you figure it out, Draco?" Harry looked at the blonde suspiciously. "And Colin."

Colin smiled, ready to serve. "Yes, Harry-sama?"

"Go hide the bodies." Harry ordered before turning his attention back to the blonde next to him.

"I was playing around with one with Luna's name on it while I was waiting for you two to finish up," the pyro shrugged, "And I got it to work, yeah. Aparently she's going to find a real Crumple-Horned Snorkack, yeah."

"Fine." Harry said giving in and handing the prophecy to Draco.

"Thanks, yeah." Draco smashed it.

The Boy-Who-Lived glared. "There better be a very good reason for you doing that or I'll make you wish that you were never born."

Draco rolled his eyes at his best friend's threat."Just watch, yeah."

From the shattered glass that had once been the prophecy orb thingy smoke rose and took the from of their Divination Professor of all people.

The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches.

Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies.

And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not.

And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives.

The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies.

"...You really are the chosen one, yeah." Draco muttered slightly disappointed, the prophecy was for lack of a better word lame compared to what he'd expected. Harry was the Chosen One and had to kill Lord Snake Face. Boring. "Wanna go see if we can find some cool stuff to steal or destroy, yeah?"

"Sure," Harry shrugged, "Let's see if we can find any time turners."

"Are those brains, yeah?" Draco asked as he knocked on the glass tank, peering inside it trying to figure out if the brain like objects floating in it were really...well brains. "They are brains, yeah. What the fuck is the Minsitery doing with all these brains, yeah?"

"It isn't very a surprising considering how stupid wizards are." Harry pointed out jokingly. "They need all the brains that they can get."

"That was a really bad pun, yeah." the blonde said not taking his attention way from the tank of brains. "And this is creepy as hell, yeah."

"It's certainly disturbing." Harry agreed.

"Says the kid who had his minion dig up his parents corpse and make giant puppets out of them, yeah. What ever happened to those anyway, yeah? I haven't seen them in years, yeah."

"I'm storing them in a secure location." The Boy-Who-Lived shrugged. "I am not going to risk something or someone destroying them."

"...So wanna take some of these back to school as souvenirs, yeah?"

"Deletrius." Colin nodded to himself as the last of the Death Eaters that his idol had killed body disintegrated, leaving no trace that it had ever been there other then a pile of dust that the fourth year student casually vanished. "Eight down, just Draco's two to go."

It was rather easy to locate the pyro's kills, all the ginger had to do was follow the destruction lelf behind by the fire and explosions the Malfoy heir was so fond of. Sure enough Colin found the first body blown to pieces in the center of a crater.

"This might take a while." the minion muttered to himself as he set to work. Sadly Deletrius only disintegrated wholes, it wouldn't take care the body parts, blood, and guts covering the ground in front of him. Draco was rarely one for clean kills. At least Colin had a spell that would take care of all the blood. "Scourgify."

"The security here sucks, yeah." Draco said frowning as he slipped ten timeturners into his jacket. "It should not have been this easy to steal all of these, yeah."

"Are you really complaining about this?" the raven rolled his eyes as he helped himself to twenty timeturners. "Wizards are morons and that makes it easier for us to commit crimes."

"But that fact that these weren't even locked up is just plain insulting, yeah."

"I repeat wizards are morons."

Draco stared curiously at the black arch in the center of the room. "What is this, yeah?"

"I don't know." the raven next to him shrugged.

"It's like it calling to me, yeah." Draco muttered as he moved closer to the strange structure. He could hear it whispering something in his ear, but he couldn't figure out what it was saying to him.

"Same here, but I would not advising touching it." Harry took a step away from the arch, after all anything magical that remotely resembles compulsion was to be looked at with extreme suspicion. "This arch is clearly magical and we don't know what it does."

"I'm going to touch it, yeah."

The Boy-Who-Lived sighed. "Do you listen to anything I say?"

The moment that the Malfoy heir's fingers made contact with the arch he jerked away from it screaming his head off. "Aaaahhh!"

Draco then proceeded to pass out.

"And that is why you do not touch clearly enchanted arches of unknown magic power that call out to you." Harry sighed again as he nudged his best friends unconscious body with his foot. "Idiot."

A wave of memories hit Draco like a tidal wave, Deidara remembered everything, Iwa, old man Onoki, becoming a missing-nin, that damn Uchiha, the Akatsuki, Sasori, capturing the Ichibi, Sasori's death, Tobi, the Sanbi, fighting the young Uchiha, becoming art and obliterating that red eyed brat.

So many memories. To many memories. They weren't his. Draco knew that they didn't belong to him, he was a crazy pyro but he wasn't a ninja! He didn't have awesome hand mouths! They were his memories! Deidara knew that they were his. He's just forgotten. No he hadn't they weren't his! They were so! No they were! He was Draco/Deidara! That wasn't his name! Yes it was! It hurt his head. He couldn't figure out who he was.

Assimilate.

He was both. They both loved fire and explosions. They were both blonde. They were both murders. They were both were real artists, true art was an explosion not some stupid eternal thing that last for ever like that shitty artist Sasori/Harry. What a minute...Bloody hell he wasn't the only one who was two people. Who else? Jashin. Ron and Hidan! Paper. Konan and Hermione! What till Leader-sama finds out that Hidan is after his girl! Priceless! Who else? Colin? Doesn't match. Uchiha bastards? Don't think so. Tobi? Thank Kami no-wait thats why Harry's so scared of his nonexistent grandma and pinkettes! I'll never let him live it down!-

"What happened, yeah?" Draco asked as he regained consciousness. His head was killing him. "I fell like someone hit me over the head with a steel beam...multiple times, yeah."

"You were a complete idiot."

"I was not, yeah." the pyro protested, he couldn't remember the what exactly had knocked him out...or anything passed stealing a few brains, but what ever he had done wasn't idiotic. Probably. Maybe.

The Boy-Who-Lived rolled his eyes. "Only and idiot would touch a clearly magical object of unknown power that almost compels you to touch it?"

"..."

Harry smirked triumphantly. "I thought so."

"Fuck you, yeah." Draco growled.

Extra

"I'm telling you, yeah." Draco insisted. "The leaves clearly say that your a shitty excuse for an artist and your a disgrace to true artists everywhere, yeah."

"I highly doubt that Draco," Harry shook his head in disagreement. "If anything it's about how I have to deal with a shitty artist who is a disgrace to the true meaning of art."

"You clearly lack any talent in the art of divination, yeah." the blonde growled at his divination partner.

The Boy-Who-Lived glared at his best friend. "You clearly lack any artistic talent."

"Fuck you, yeah!" Draco hissed. "You won't know true art if it set you on fire, yeah! You'd burn to death, yeah!"

"You must be delusional if you think fire and explosions are true art!" the raven shot back. "Art is eternal!"

"Art is an explosion, yeah!"

"Art is eternal!"

"Art is an explosion, yeah!"

"Mr. Malfoy! Mr. Potter! Stop this at once!" Professor Trelawney ordered pointing at them. "I see death in your futures!"

Gryffindor's resident pryomanic yawned. "I call bullshit, yeah."

"Of course there's death in our future," Harry pointed out dismissively, more interested in fighting with the blonde sitting next to him then his professors ramblings. "I want to be a mob boss when I grow up, and Draco's a Death Eater, it's in the job description."

"Dude, that was low, yeah."

"It was." Harry admitted. "Your a way more compatent killer then any Death Eater."

"Thanks man, yeah." Draco nodded. "Truce till class is over, yeah?"

"Sure." the raven said accepted the temporary truce.

"Mr. Malfoy."

"What is it teach, yeah?" the pyro asked turning his attention to his professor.

"Beware the man with the red eyes who wields a blade of lighting, for if you give into your hatred and desire for revenge you will meet death at your own hands as you create your final master piece." Professor Trelawney spoke, her voice deepening as she recited the words.

The pryo blinked, surprised and a little confused. "Was that an actual prophecy, yeah?"

"I don't know." the raven shrugged.

"Mr. Potter," Trelawney said turning towards the Boy-Who-Lived. "After the raccoon is sealed away, at the hands of your grandmother and the pink haired one you will find your match."

"And you told me that my fears were irrational." Harry smirked as he glanced at Draco.

Team of Dragons

Episode 4: Baby Dragon

"Your a cute baby Sensei." Flare teased the smaller dragon as he lay face down in the dirt after yet another of his failed attempts at flight. "I'm sure you'll fly eventually. You just have to be a patient baby dragon."

"Naruto." The reincarnated jounin tried growled threatening, but instead sounding more adorable then anything.

"What is it Sensei?" the Chinse Fireball asked smiling. "You want me to carry you back to your nest?"

"Shut up or I swear I'll find a way to stop our handlers from giving you ramen."

Flare looked at her sensei with horror, "You wouldn't."

"Try me."

Serious fight scenes are hard. Originally I planned for Harry to toy with the Death Eaters, but I couldn't see Harry taking seven fully trained wizards anything but seriously. It took ages for me to write it. I have a new respect for writers who write them.

As for the Veil, well I've always related it to death and I've read to many fanfiction where it was a gate between dimensions so the idea sorta blended. Draco's and Harry's souls are not of this world so the Veil calls to them, trying to drag them out of this world. Becuase of this mix of dimensional death magic it temporarily returned Deidara's memory when he touched it, but the moment he woke up he forgot it all. He's not suppose to remeber anything after all.

I did my best to make that scene as confusing and disorinating as possible. It's suppose to be Draco/Deidara's mind while knocked out and having another life time (even if Deidara did die young.) is not pleasent and of course he's going to be confused about who he is. Did I do it right?

I throw in the extra after I realized that Draco and Harry haven't had a fight over the true meaning of art for a while and that the main chapter was more serious and less funny than usual, I also added more funny scenes (Colin hiding bodies, brains). I hope you enjoyed it.

This is also my longest chapter yet, it's around 2.5k not counting the authors note.

The next chapter is suppose about Gaara's reincarnation Blaise Zabini and while I've got a general idea of what I'm going to do with him (killing all of his mothers husbands for various reason becuase he's such a mama's boy) I'm hitting a few pits of writers block so ideas are welcome. I'm thinking about postponing Gaara and working on it on the side till I'm satisfied with it and the ideas.

Please review, it really does mean a lot to me~

On another completely unrelated note involving me, I got electucuted this week. At school taking my iPad charger out of the wall at the end of sixth period. A completely dry charger. I'm pulled away immediately but my left hand (the one that had grabbed the charger-I'm righted though so that was lucky) went all twitchy. It was a very odd experience becuase I had complete control over my hand, but my fingers kept twitching. It was like when people get electuted in cartoons and their whole body twitch expect it was just my hand. I couldn't make it go limp ether-instead when I made it go limp my fingers (save my thumb for some reason) loosely clenched. I had to go to the ER to get myself checked out to make sure it hadn't done anything to my heart. I was fine. They gave me some medicine for the muscle spasms. The twitching lessened over time. It was interesting experience that's for sure. It also weirdly didn't hurt after the initial shock-the moment I let go of the charger it stopped and after that my hand was twitchy. Anyway I do not recommend getting electrocuted.

KYR OUT~

The Dark Mob Boss is out so if your interested go check it out~