Chapter 16-Training
A/N Little Dragon is a female puppy.
Disclaimer: I only own the plot.
It was the day after Christmas. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco were in a spare classroom that was filled with supplies. Draco and Hermione would have been paired up together to practice the jinxes and hexes in Hermione's new books, but Draco didn't want to cause her harm, so the pairing went: Harry and Draco, and Hermione and Ron. They had seventeen days to train for battle with the Dark Lord. Hermione only hoped it would be enough time. They only had thirteen days to practice hexing and jinxing, because all the students would be coming back on Sunday the seventh and after that the four would be missing their classes and Dumbledore would be teaching them. Dumbledore hadn't discussed what he would be teaching them, just that he would.
Little Dragon sat on the floor in the classroom everyday and just watched, an amused look on her triangular face. One day when they were working on a jinx that would keep you from using your wand if you just kept eye contact Hermione heard something. It had been in her head, but it wasn't her voice. The voice was husky, and it had said, ~Why are you four practicing magic so much, you do realize that all you four need is in your heads~ all four heirs looked up. "Did anyone else hear that?" Hermione asked, her voice wavering slightly. All of them nodded. Hermione's eyes fixed on the only other animate object in the room, Little Dragon. ~Thank you for finally acknowledging me, oh and I like the name by the way. Right now you are the only one that can hear me, but I can make it so that all four of you can hear me when I want to~ Little Dragon's eyes never left Hermione's.
Ron, Harry, and Draco stared at Hermione as she stared at the dog. Suddenly she smirked and looked back at them, very aware that they had been watching her. Then she rushed at the puppy which stood up so as not to get trampled. "Oh, that's so neat, show them please, in all of our heads, do you understand, oh, please, if you understand bark once," Draco started walking towards Hermione, afraid that she had lost it completely, but stopped in his tracks.
Everyone was hearing a husky voice in their heads, ~Why bark when I can talk, okay, everyone listen up, I know the prophecies already, so no one need to tell me them. I can talk into your heads, and none of you are going crazy. Do NOT tell anyone that I can talk to you guys; I can only talk to you, because you are the heirs in the prophecies. I was meant to come to teach you what you are supposed to be taught, but I would have been able to talk to you anyway, even before you were all ready to be taught what you need to know. This is top secret, okay; I am just an ordinary dog with an extraordinary name~ Little Dragon turned to Hermione, ~You are taking me everywhere, even into the washroom, you are not to be left unguarded, I will follow you to class, sleep at the foot of your bed, sit by the table where you eat, everywhere. My voice can go further distances than your actual voices, I do have my advantages~ if a dog could smirk she would have been. Then Little Dragon began to teach them what they needed to know.
Five days later
Days passed, it was New Years Day, and the four were working harder than ever. Hermione felt rushed on time. There were only eleven days left until the war began for real.
One week later
Three of the seven students who were staying over the holidays were out in the Entrance Hall to greet their fellow peers who were returning that night. But not even then did the other four stop, Little Dragon was sitting there, telling them how to do a new and compound spell that would be similar to a compound spreading and stunning spell that would spread the stunning spell, but it wouldn't weaken the stunning part.
The four walked into the Great Hall a fifteen minutes late. Hermione was having a conversation with Little Dragon inside her head, she had taught all of them how to do this, and now they could talk to anyone in their head, but it tended to freak people out just a little, so they only did it when they had to. The boys were walking behind her, talking about quidditch. They must have looked odd, a girl in front, keeping eye contact with the puppy in her arms and giggling every now and then at seemingly random points in time, followed by two Gryffindors and a Slytherin, who were deep in a conversation about quidditch. They all split up and two of them went to one table, two to another with a puppy in tow.
Over dinner several people *cough*girls*cough* stopped by the Prefects table to pet the "adorable" puppy and find out her name. "See, Little Dragon, they all love you, too bad for them you're mine," Hermione told her, grinning. Hermione then stood up and walked to the teacher's table (Little Dragon at her side), and everyone's eyes followed her as she had a quick discussion with Dumbledore and left the table with a plate at her side, a puppy at her heels, a smile on her face and a whole table of grinning teachers in her wake. She stocked up the plate with food and set the plate on the floor, where the little puppy gave an excited sort of yap and began to eat as Hermione continued her conversation and eating.
The next four days were filled with Dumbledore teaching them how to apparate and to fight the imperius and crutacious (A/N did I spell that right?) curses.
A/N
Dancing Queen: Uh, actually, I just made up that fairy stuff, so I wouldn't really go by what I say in my story.
Apie: I used my pair of PJ's as hers, so we have the same set of PJ's too!
A/N Little Dragon is a female puppy.
Disclaimer: I only own the plot.
It was the day after Christmas. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco were in a spare classroom that was filled with supplies. Draco and Hermione would have been paired up together to practice the jinxes and hexes in Hermione's new books, but Draco didn't want to cause her harm, so the pairing went: Harry and Draco, and Hermione and Ron. They had seventeen days to train for battle with the Dark Lord. Hermione only hoped it would be enough time. They only had thirteen days to practice hexing and jinxing, because all the students would be coming back on Sunday the seventh and after that the four would be missing their classes and Dumbledore would be teaching them. Dumbledore hadn't discussed what he would be teaching them, just that he would.
Little Dragon sat on the floor in the classroom everyday and just watched, an amused look on her triangular face. One day when they were working on a jinx that would keep you from using your wand if you just kept eye contact Hermione heard something. It had been in her head, but it wasn't her voice. The voice was husky, and it had said, ~Why are you four practicing magic so much, you do realize that all you four need is in your heads~ all four heirs looked up. "Did anyone else hear that?" Hermione asked, her voice wavering slightly. All of them nodded. Hermione's eyes fixed on the only other animate object in the room, Little Dragon. ~Thank you for finally acknowledging me, oh and I like the name by the way. Right now you are the only one that can hear me, but I can make it so that all four of you can hear me when I want to~ Little Dragon's eyes never left Hermione's.
Ron, Harry, and Draco stared at Hermione as she stared at the dog. Suddenly she smirked and looked back at them, very aware that they had been watching her. Then she rushed at the puppy which stood up so as not to get trampled. "Oh, that's so neat, show them please, in all of our heads, do you understand, oh, please, if you understand bark once," Draco started walking towards Hermione, afraid that she had lost it completely, but stopped in his tracks.
Everyone was hearing a husky voice in their heads, ~Why bark when I can talk, okay, everyone listen up, I know the prophecies already, so no one need to tell me them. I can talk into your heads, and none of you are going crazy. Do NOT tell anyone that I can talk to you guys; I can only talk to you, because you are the heirs in the prophecies. I was meant to come to teach you what you are supposed to be taught, but I would have been able to talk to you anyway, even before you were all ready to be taught what you need to know. This is top secret, okay; I am just an ordinary dog with an extraordinary name~ Little Dragon turned to Hermione, ~You are taking me everywhere, even into the washroom, you are not to be left unguarded, I will follow you to class, sleep at the foot of your bed, sit by the table where you eat, everywhere. My voice can go further distances than your actual voices, I do have my advantages~ if a dog could smirk she would have been. Then Little Dragon began to teach them what they needed to know.
Five days later
Days passed, it was New Years Day, and the four were working harder than ever. Hermione felt rushed on time. There were only eleven days left until the war began for real.
One week later
Three of the seven students who were staying over the holidays were out in the Entrance Hall to greet their fellow peers who were returning that night. But not even then did the other four stop, Little Dragon was sitting there, telling them how to do a new and compound spell that would be similar to a compound spreading and stunning spell that would spread the stunning spell, but it wouldn't weaken the stunning part.
The four walked into the Great Hall a fifteen minutes late. Hermione was having a conversation with Little Dragon inside her head, she had taught all of them how to do this, and now they could talk to anyone in their head, but it tended to freak people out just a little, so they only did it when they had to. The boys were walking behind her, talking about quidditch. They must have looked odd, a girl in front, keeping eye contact with the puppy in her arms and giggling every now and then at seemingly random points in time, followed by two Gryffindors and a Slytherin, who were deep in a conversation about quidditch. They all split up and two of them went to one table, two to another with a puppy in tow.
Over dinner several people *cough*girls*cough* stopped by the Prefects table to pet the "adorable" puppy and find out her name. "See, Little Dragon, they all love you, too bad for them you're mine," Hermione told her, grinning. Hermione then stood up and walked to the teacher's table (Little Dragon at her side), and everyone's eyes followed her as she had a quick discussion with Dumbledore and left the table with a plate at her side, a puppy at her heels, a smile on her face and a whole table of grinning teachers in her wake. She stocked up the plate with food and set the plate on the floor, where the little puppy gave an excited sort of yap and began to eat as Hermione continued her conversation and eating.
The next four days were filled with Dumbledore teaching them how to apparate and to fight the imperius and crutacious (A/N did I spell that right?) curses.
A/N
Dancing Queen: Uh, actually, I just made up that fairy stuff, so I wouldn't really go by what I say in my story.
Apie: I used my pair of PJ's as hers, so we have the same set of PJ's too!
