Summer to Remember
Harry Potter/ Fay Dunbar
XVII
As the dragon fire engulfed Harry everyone began to scream. Dragon tamers rushed into the enclosure, and everyone aside from a few closed their eyes in respect. Fay, closed her eyes clasped her hands together and she feverishly and fereverently began to pray. She had never been particularly religious but right now she needed a miracle. She could not and would not believe that her boyfriend had just gone out like that!
Meanwhile in the Slytherin section of the Hogwarts stands, Draco Malfoy couldn't keep a smile off his face. "It is my unfortunate…" Began Crouch, when a storm front began to build and every time Crouch tried to speak, thunder boomed and emerald lightning flashed.
"He opens his mouth but the words won't come out, he's choking now. Soon everyone's gonna be joking now, the clock's run out." A distorted voice was heard saying. It was coming from the FIRE! The dragon fire petered out and Harry, was still present. His contestant robe slightly singed from the dragon fire, but the surprising thing was the fact that his aura had become visible and was rapidly mutating into a pair of wings. If the animal shaping aura hadn't caught everyone off guard it was the clear physical manifestation of lightning, rippling across the fourth champion's frame. Every so often it flickered across his legs and body but then it sparked through his hair causing it to stand-up to almost gravity defying heights.
No-one understood what Harry said and no-one wanted to know, but everyone could make a very educated guess. It was effectively a challenge 'You had your chance. Here's the response', with that lightning and electricity began to lance off the aura and body causing the dragon to back up. The Titanwing roared in defiance and launched a burst flame, instead of it being a red or orange flame, the flame launching out was a white almost blue in colour. "Fuck me." The words sounded weird coming out as a double harmonic.
Everyone watched transfixed as Harry dived out of the way and the aura wings flexed like a bird they were representing and he flew! More of an extended hover, but Harry was off the floor and flying without the need of a broom. Harry turned and brought his wand to bare "Gian!" A green and black bolt of lightning erupted from the wand…Although it was more of an eruption, the bolt of lightning hurtled passed the Titanwing's very tender nose scales. It's eyes widened, it turned! Her eggs! The clutch! The Meat! Her cavernous maw opened, the rows of teeth, designed to puncture, pierce and shred meat both alive and dead present.
The Dragon Tamers began to scramble but it was too much too soon, too little too late. The art and career of Dragon Taming, was always high-risk and well paying. If you managed to survive longer than six months; training on the job then you should be alright.
Charles Septimus Weasley, was confirmed to be one of the best Dragon Tamers in Britain and had gathered a very strong reputation as a very capable Dragon Tamer. But that was not the true extent of his skills, Charlie was in effect a Beast Master, his specialisation was in that of reptiles specifically Dragons, but even for all his formidable skills would be insufficient against a Titanwing. He began spellcasting; it was a fusion of Latin, Germanic and Romanian with a hint of Norse…He was weaving what would in a book called 'My Dragons: My Life, C. ' his 'Fire Breaker Shield'.
The fire discharged as a purple shield began to bubble from Charlie's wand, but this fire was pure white in colour. However as it began to encroach on the Weasley, the fire began to dissolve as a the heat was being pulled into Harry.
"Childe of Mine! Storm born! We can't take much more, we must release it!" The Stormbird roared in Harry's head. The connection had been developing, right now it was easier to convey. It was only in times of great peril that the animal spirit spoke. "What do you suggest?"
"Power! Spectacular."
Harry grinned, the power he was absorbing was rapidly overwhelming his limits. He tuned out Bagman's voice, he looked at his finger-tips, they were bleeding "This will be enough." He thought, didn't trust a wand not to explode violently during this stunt.
"I, the Eye of Leo, born at the height of his powers; the powerful lion, the companion to the Light of Amaterasu declare you to begone in the name of Zenith Tempest: Inevitable Punishment of the Thundering Star!" With that Harry chucked his arms out, screamed and unleashed the stored energy as the Stormbird began to absorb as quickly as it was discharging "THUNDERING STAR: INFINITY CIRCUIT!"
The stormfront darkened, the lightning began to snake and crackle, along with the rolling thunder being heard not even five seconds after the lightning. Suddenly the lightning began to strike, the first strike hit the arena and the bubble designed to protect everyone flickered up. It began to crack and there was a cascade of the sound of breaking glass. The lightning began to continuously hit the ground within a three foot circle around Harry.
Dumbledore grinned, the power was delicious! This was something he had to learn how to do! Age came knowledge, knowledge became wisdom and wisdom became power…This, this was unfathomable.
The dragon watched as the meal walked towards her. Dragon's respected power and strength; this meat…this meat would live. Dragon's could tell by smelling the magic of the meat that came to them which were not edible and which ones were. The power of this one, it screamed 'Eat at Risk', not whilst her clutch were at risk. She daren't do anything to risk her clutch. The electric meat walked to the clutch and peeling back the electric, grabbed a FALSE EGG! The subservience to the electric meat that had her alive, suddenly bloomed again.
The electric meat! It had broken the barrier that trapped them. The fire began to bloom in her throat. Suddenly it stopped. "No…No meat will be harmed due to my actions Noble Dragon…You can however, make the controlling meat uncomfortable. But leave the red one."
"Yes, Electric Meat SSSSpeaker…I agree. I likes the Red One, he givesss the bessst ssscratchess."
To the outside world, the double harmonic hissing and growling took everyone by storm! They didn't know that Parseltongue could be used to commune with dragons, that on it's own began to change the view of an 'evil language'.
Harry powered on fumes, managed to end his spell…he walked, staggered and then crawled out of the arena. He made it to a white line to signify the end of the task. He held the egg up high, his rolled into the back of his head and he passed out.
There was utter silence, even from the dragon. Fay, was the first one to stand up and to start clapping, Hermione also being quick on the uptake. Soon enough the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws began to cheer. Soon enough the rest of observers, Dumbledore included began to clap and cheer. "Well done to Mr. Potter, for the demonstration of some exceptionally obscure and powerful magic…unfortunately, I think points are going to be deducted for passing out and the endangerment of Tournament Staff and Observers."
(Two days later)
Harry groaned as he twisted his neck. The small salvo of decompressing air was heard causing a yelp from his chest area. He looked down to see the drowsy face of Fay curled up next to him. "Hey, Ha…Harry! You're AWAKE!"
The next thing Harry knew, Fay and her arms around him, and was straddling him and pushing him deeply into the bed. "You, reckless idiot…What were you…" She was cut off as Harry kissed her fully on the mouth.
"I'm alive. I channelled and discharged the energy. Not my original plan, but the Horntail…"
Fay nodded and rested her head against his chest "Do…you know just how much damage you have done to yourself?"
"No."
Just then Madame Pompfrey entered the room "Miss. Dunbar, although I appreciate you berating him on his stupidity…it is my job. Well, Mr. Potter, this time…you've really outdone yourself. Considerable amounts of burns both internal and external, magical exhaustion, magical drainage and a cracked back."
Harry nodded "Okay…What is the verdict Madame Pompfrey?"
Pompfrey looked at her charge "If you do something this reckless again…there is a very high chance that you could cause irreparable nerve and cardiovascular damage and lose a good portion of your potential life expectancy. Although taking a look at your blood, Mr. Potter would you care to explain why you have Basilisk Venom and Phoenix Tears in your blood?"
Harry froze "That is a long story…Why?"
"Because the phoenix tears in your blood are the reason that you've got only hope of recuperating from these traumatic injuries…No-one knows aside from me and the Headmaster."
"That's part of the problem, the Headmaster knowing…Recently his lack of forthcoming with my life…I can't say."
Pompfrey nodded "I understand, but I can make an educated guess."
"Make your guess and I'll confirm or deny it. Since I never explicitly told…"
"It remains safe from the Headmaster."
Just then the Hospital Wing doors blew open. Revealing Dumbledore, Fudge, Crouch and Bagman along with the other two judges "How are you my boy…" Began Bagman.
Harry looked at him "Bagman, if I wasn't in such a dire strait due to brashness…I would be putting you into a coffin." Bagman deflated.
"Furthermore what's with the bloody peanut gallery. I take it I missed something?"
"Your point total, Mr. Potter." Said Crouch grudgingly.
"And the peanut gallery because?"
"Tradition."
"How many points? What position…then please let me sleep."
"We the judges have given you 42 out of a possible out of 70. You are currently in 3rd place." Crouch said bluntly, before grabbing Bagman and stalking out of the Hospital.
Karkaroff and Maxime congratulated him and wished him a speedy recovery as did Crane. Soon enough leaving Dumbledore, Fudge and Fay. "Miss Dunbar…"
"No, Minister, Headmaster…What is said here to my intended can be said to the pair of us."
"We, that is the Ministry and I as the Headmaster want to know what that…"
"Family secret." Harry rasped.
Fudge was about to bluster "Family secret, is a family secret, Minister…Unless, the pair of you are knowingly altering the laws of the Noble Houses in order to jeopardise my skill-set in this tournament I am forced to participate in."
That shut the pair of them up. Dumbledore was inwardly seething about being tarred with the same brush as Cornelius Fudge, but at the same time curious. It seemed familiar.
Seeing as how the pair were not going to speak, Dumbledore stood up "Come, Cornelius let the youth have their secrets."
Fay turned to Harry as they left "Cedric told me this, second task is in February and to take the Egg into the water…Something about you helping him out with the First Task."
Harry nodded "If you're involved and injured…people will die."
Fay's eyes widened "Wha…"
"Me, as you know me and the Stormbird…well we both accept you. You're ours and we're yours…" Fay wrapped herself around him.
"Once you get out of here, Gryffindor is gonna throw a party."