"Harry Harry HARRY! WAKE UP!" Ron yelled as he poked his friend in the
ribs. Ron ducked as Harry swung blindly at him.
"G'way, it's too early." Harry grumbled rolling over to face the wall. Ron stood thinking for a second then promptly jumped on to Harry and sitting on his back. Harry tried to force Ron off of him but found he could not accomplish this task. "Alright you win Ron. But you better have a good excuse for waking me up." Ron stood up and handed Harry his glasses. He tapped his foot impatiently as Harry dressed for the day.
"Hurry up Harry. Mum wants you down stairs." Harry shrugged as he followed Ron down stairs and into the kitchen to be bombarded by 'Happy Birthday Harry!'. Harry froze looking around at the Weasleys and he noticed Remus and Tonks there as well. His stomach twisted remembering Sirius wasn't there. He shook his head and pushed Sirius to the back of his mind promising to think about it later.
After receiving hugs and claps on the back from everyone they all sat down and ate breakfast. Every one settled into their own conversations. Ron chatted about Quidditch with anyone who would listen. And Hermione would squeeze his hand every once in awhile. Harry watched every one with a wary gaze. By the end of this war he knew in his heart that there would be empty chairs at this table, it was a miracle the table was still full. Harry had noticed Mrs. Weasley had covered the old grandfather clock and always refused to look at. She was still afraid of having to deal with the losses of her loved ones.
Harry was brought back to the present day as gifts appeared in front of him; he jumped back as he feared that the pile would tumble down on top of him. Everyone laughed as he stared in horror at the pile.
"Harry they're just presents, their not gonna eat you." Ron chuckled as Harry picked up a bright orange package. "That ones from me." Ron puffed up proudly. Harry ripped away the orange paper to find a snitch. "Read the engraving." Harry turned the snitch over respectfully. Best Mate's Always and Forever. Harry squeezed Ron's shoulder.
"I'd hug you but that would be a little awkward." Everyone laughed and Hermione shoved another gift into his hands. She watched him carefully. He was not surprised to find a book hidden in the paper. 'Dragon Mythology', he gave Hermione a look and she mouthed that she would explain later.
Fred and George had given him a lot of joke items from their store. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had given him a journal with an inscription, "To share your thoughts", it was vague but it touched his heart with the Weasley crest stamped on its cover. Charlie had given him Dragon hide boots and gloves, while Bill gave him a wand holster that fit across his ribs and gave him easy access to his wand. Remus had given him a photo album filled with pictures of his parents as well as Sirius. When Harry opened the album tears stung his eyes and he had quickly moved onto the next gift. Tonks had given him a new cloak that kept the wearer at a comfortable temperature at all times. Percy had given him a book to study for his apparition test which was coming up soon much to Harry's dismay, another thing he had to worry about. Ginny had given him a muggle watch that was gold and red.
Harry thanked everyone enthusiastically and put his gifts inside his trunk. Ron and Hermione leaned over him as he decided to look through the photo album that Remus had given. They sat silently as Harry flipped through the pages and occasionally stopped tracing the outline of his parents and Sirius. Hermione glanced at Ron worriedly, Ron shook his head no. Hermione huffed and ignored him anyway.
"Harry maybe we should go back downstairs." Harry nodded and put the album in his trunk and followed Hermione and Ron down the stairs. Harry and Ron settled into a game of chess in the living room as Hermione and Ginny sat discussing something quietly amongst themselves.
"What do you think they are talking about?" Harry asked as he contemplated his next move glancing at the girls warily.
"That school Ginny went to. Hermione said she figured it all out but she won't tell me. She says I have to figure out on my own or wait till Ginny tells me her self. It's really getting annoying. Those two are always whispering to each other these days. It's getting annoying." Ron declared Check mate a minute or two later. And he began clearing the chess board. "Hermione said she'd give us hints and I think that book she gave you was a hint. Maybe we should go look at it." Ron whispered and pulled Harry out of the room and up the stairs to his room.
Harry dug the book out of his trunk and opened it to the index. Ron was not surprised to find a chapter underlined. It was titled 'Healer'; Harry flipped to the beginning of the chapter and began to read out loud.
"In the early 1300's a legend was spread about a group of Wizards and Witches stealing powers from the dragons. The people said that thousands of years ago the dragon breeds had lived together and had thrived with each other. The dragons had been capable of speech and had a gift to heal all wounds, whether physical or magical.
"Each dragon breeds' power was slightly different. They each had a power point on their bodies were all their power and abilities laid. The Antipodean Opaleye's magical center was naturally their eyes. The Opaleyes were often sought out by humans for them to heal facial wounds or acne because the Opaleyes were able to heal without leaving visible scars. The Opaleyes most often accepted sheep or kangaroos as payment for their services.
"The Chinese Fireball's magical center was said to be its fringe of golden spikes around its face. The Chinese Fireball was often sought out to heal battle wounds. Most soldiers were brought to the dragon by their family. The Fireball was known to heal impalements best as well as severe hexes and curses. The Fireballs demanded human sacrifice for healing impalements and pigs for the hexes and curses. If a party could not pay after receiving the Fireball's services the dragon often reserved the right to devour those who had crossed him.
"The Common Welsh Green's magical center was believed to be its teeth but none were ever sure, The Common Welsh would happily heal minor wounds for a sheep or two as payment. It was not uncommon for a Welsh to heal blisters or bites, most dragons refused to do such un important work.
"The Hungarian Horntail was one of the most sought after dragons for the wizarding world. Its power resided in its spike tail. It was said the Horntail could bring a person back to life if they reached him within an hour of a person's last breath. The Horntail most often than not would turn away the families but on a rare occasion or if you brought the Horntail more than two human sacrifices the Horntail would draw the persons soul back into their bodies.
"Ron what does this have to do with Ginny I mean really who cares about some legend?" Ron huffed at Harry and yanked the book out of his hands. After scanning for a second he smiled triumphantly and began reading.
"The Hebridean Black was always the most mystifying of the dragons. Most humans feared to approach the Hebrideans because of their rather sinister appearance. Many who had come in contact with the Hebrideans believed its purple eyes had enchanted them for brief moments of time. The Hebrideans when sought were often sought out by dark wizards. The dark wizards would pay the dragon very well for a year of their services. It was said not only could the dragon heal, it could reincarnate previous wounds. One of the dragons hands were the magical center and often glowed when they used their magic
"It was then said that ten witches and wizards wished to steal the all the dragons power. At this part of the legend it becomes slightly jumbled but in general it is said each wizard stole a dragon's magical center. Each one was brewed into a potion; every wizard drank a different breed's magical center. After the potion had been completely consumed a tattoo of that particular dragon appeared on the wizard/witch. Each one now possessed the dragons' powers.
"The legend never tells the origin of this potion or why it affected the entire dragon population causing every single dragon to lose this power. Most wizards do not believe in this legend but those who do believe that the dragons powers will show up in witches or wizards abilities and that the tattoo will be tattooed onto the healer." Harry and Ron sat their silently.
"Well that's solved but it didn't say anything about a school." Harry said while throwing the book back into his trunk.
"Harry were can you read about things that are normally completely insane and no one in their right mind would believe?" Ron said a wicked grin appearing on his face. Harry stared at him for a second not quite understanding what Ron was getting at. Then it was as if some one had flicked a light switch on in side his head.
"The Quibbler! Of course. Get some parchment we'll write a letter right now and ask if she has heard anything or her Dad printed something about it." Harry and Ron jumped up quickly. Harry grabbed a quill and started to write on the piece of parchment Ron had given him.
Dear Luna,
We were wondering if your dad had printed anything regarding a secret
school that trains witches and wizards how to use an ancient healing
power that was stolen form dragons thousands of years ago. If he has
could you send us this information, it would be greatly appreciated.
Ron and Harry
Harry thought the letter sounded pretty strange but this was Luna Looney Lovegood they were writing to so it didn't seem to matter at all. Harry gave the letter to Hedwig and sent her off.
"Lets just hope she has something that will be useful. Until then we'll pretend not to know anything ok. We're good at that."
"That's only because you rarely do know anything Ron." Ron threw a pillow at Harry which resulted in a deadly pillow fight. Well as deadly as a pillow fight could get.
Ron and Harry froze when they heard a squeak from the door. One of the boys had miscalculated their throw and sent a pillow flying into Hermione's unsuspecting face. Ginny was standing behind her laughing. Hermione charged ron and tackled him back onto his bed.
Ginny motioned to Harry and the two silently snuck away from the room. "They'll be at it for hours now." Harry groaned as they headed down the stairs and was surprised to be led into Ginny's room. He stood shocked at the room. "When did you redo your room?" He asked as he sat beside Ginny on her bed.
"When I got home Bill helped me out." Harry looked around, the walls were a dark blue and got darker as you got to the ceiling which was completely black. There were little silver stars all over and the most frightening thing to him was in the middle of the ceiling a pair of purple eyes were painted there and he didn't like the feeling of being watched. "The pink wasn't really cutting it anymore." She smiled as she noticed Harry staring at the pair of eyes. "Hermione doesn't like them either."
"Why did you paint them?"
"They're the eyes of a Hebridean Black. I like to think they protect me while I sleep. Hermione refuses to acknowledge them anymore. Its slightly entertaining." She laid back as Harry began to talk.
"Yeah I know what you mean. The pictures of my parents always seem to watch over me. I used to hate it but then I realized it wasn't so bad to be watched all the time, its kinda comforting in a way."
"I'm kinda dreading school now. Everyone is going to stare at me and rumors are gonna fly ."
"The tattoo might not help either you know. How are you going to explain that to everyone?"
"I'm not, Dumbledore told me to hide it so I will. I bought some black gloves to wear and when we go to Diagon Alley I'm getting all new robes."
"Yeah I out grew all my old robes so I'm going to need new ones. I think we all will." Harry couldn't help but wonder how the Weasley's were going to afford to buy the robes.
"My mum wants me to get that knew style for girls that are all feminine and crap. I bet Hermione will buy that kind, she's been drooling over them in her magazines. I had never pegged Hermione to be a girly- girl."
"Well I never had thought Hermione would actually go out with Ron and vice versa. A lot weird things happen around here so I think we need to learn not to be shocked anymore."
"Very true but do you really think anything can get any stranger?"
"I hope not, my life is already complicated enough."
"G'way, it's too early." Harry grumbled rolling over to face the wall. Ron stood thinking for a second then promptly jumped on to Harry and sitting on his back. Harry tried to force Ron off of him but found he could not accomplish this task. "Alright you win Ron. But you better have a good excuse for waking me up." Ron stood up and handed Harry his glasses. He tapped his foot impatiently as Harry dressed for the day.
"Hurry up Harry. Mum wants you down stairs." Harry shrugged as he followed Ron down stairs and into the kitchen to be bombarded by 'Happy Birthday Harry!'. Harry froze looking around at the Weasleys and he noticed Remus and Tonks there as well. His stomach twisted remembering Sirius wasn't there. He shook his head and pushed Sirius to the back of his mind promising to think about it later.
After receiving hugs and claps on the back from everyone they all sat down and ate breakfast. Every one settled into their own conversations. Ron chatted about Quidditch with anyone who would listen. And Hermione would squeeze his hand every once in awhile. Harry watched every one with a wary gaze. By the end of this war he knew in his heart that there would be empty chairs at this table, it was a miracle the table was still full. Harry had noticed Mrs. Weasley had covered the old grandfather clock and always refused to look at. She was still afraid of having to deal with the losses of her loved ones.
Harry was brought back to the present day as gifts appeared in front of him; he jumped back as he feared that the pile would tumble down on top of him. Everyone laughed as he stared in horror at the pile.
"Harry they're just presents, their not gonna eat you." Ron chuckled as Harry picked up a bright orange package. "That ones from me." Ron puffed up proudly. Harry ripped away the orange paper to find a snitch. "Read the engraving." Harry turned the snitch over respectfully. Best Mate's Always and Forever. Harry squeezed Ron's shoulder.
"I'd hug you but that would be a little awkward." Everyone laughed and Hermione shoved another gift into his hands. She watched him carefully. He was not surprised to find a book hidden in the paper. 'Dragon Mythology', he gave Hermione a look and she mouthed that she would explain later.
Fred and George had given him a lot of joke items from their store. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had given him a journal with an inscription, "To share your thoughts", it was vague but it touched his heart with the Weasley crest stamped on its cover. Charlie had given him Dragon hide boots and gloves, while Bill gave him a wand holster that fit across his ribs and gave him easy access to his wand. Remus had given him a photo album filled with pictures of his parents as well as Sirius. When Harry opened the album tears stung his eyes and he had quickly moved onto the next gift. Tonks had given him a new cloak that kept the wearer at a comfortable temperature at all times. Percy had given him a book to study for his apparition test which was coming up soon much to Harry's dismay, another thing he had to worry about. Ginny had given him a muggle watch that was gold and red.
Harry thanked everyone enthusiastically and put his gifts inside his trunk. Ron and Hermione leaned over him as he decided to look through the photo album that Remus had given. They sat silently as Harry flipped through the pages and occasionally stopped tracing the outline of his parents and Sirius. Hermione glanced at Ron worriedly, Ron shook his head no. Hermione huffed and ignored him anyway.
"Harry maybe we should go back downstairs." Harry nodded and put the album in his trunk and followed Hermione and Ron down the stairs. Harry and Ron settled into a game of chess in the living room as Hermione and Ginny sat discussing something quietly amongst themselves.
"What do you think they are talking about?" Harry asked as he contemplated his next move glancing at the girls warily.
"That school Ginny went to. Hermione said she figured it all out but she won't tell me. She says I have to figure out on my own or wait till Ginny tells me her self. It's really getting annoying. Those two are always whispering to each other these days. It's getting annoying." Ron declared Check mate a minute or two later. And he began clearing the chess board. "Hermione said she'd give us hints and I think that book she gave you was a hint. Maybe we should go look at it." Ron whispered and pulled Harry out of the room and up the stairs to his room.
Harry dug the book out of his trunk and opened it to the index. Ron was not surprised to find a chapter underlined. It was titled 'Healer'; Harry flipped to the beginning of the chapter and began to read out loud.
"In the early 1300's a legend was spread about a group of Wizards and Witches stealing powers from the dragons. The people said that thousands of years ago the dragon breeds had lived together and had thrived with each other. The dragons had been capable of speech and had a gift to heal all wounds, whether physical or magical.
"Each dragon breeds' power was slightly different. They each had a power point on their bodies were all their power and abilities laid. The Antipodean Opaleye's magical center was naturally their eyes. The Opaleyes were often sought out by humans for them to heal facial wounds or acne because the Opaleyes were able to heal without leaving visible scars. The Opaleyes most often accepted sheep or kangaroos as payment for their services.
"The Chinese Fireball's magical center was said to be its fringe of golden spikes around its face. The Chinese Fireball was often sought out to heal battle wounds. Most soldiers were brought to the dragon by their family. The Fireball was known to heal impalements best as well as severe hexes and curses. The Fireballs demanded human sacrifice for healing impalements and pigs for the hexes and curses. If a party could not pay after receiving the Fireball's services the dragon often reserved the right to devour those who had crossed him.
"The Common Welsh Green's magical center was believed to be its teeth but none were ever sure, The Common Welsh would happily heal minor wounds for a sheep or two as payment. It was not uncommon for a Welsh to heal blisters or bites, most dragons refused to do such un important work.
"The Hungarian Horntail was one of the most sought after dragons for the wizarding world. Its power resided in its spike tail. It was said the Horntail could bring a person back to life if they reached him within an hour of a person's last breath. The Horntail most often than not would turn away the families but on a rare occasion or if you brought the Horntail more than two human sacrifices the Horntail would draw the persons soul back into their bodies.
"Ron what does this have to do with Ginny I mean really who cares about some legend?" Ron huffed at Harry and yanked the book out of his hands. After scanning for a second he smiled triumphantly and began reading.
"The Hebridean Black was always the most mystifying of the dragons. Most humans feared to approach the Hebrideans because of their rather sinister appearance. Many who had come in contact with the Hebrideans believed its purple eyes had enchanted them for brief moments of time. The Hebrideans when sought were often sought out by dark wizards. The dark wizards would pay the dragon very well for a year of their services. It was said not only could the dragon heal, it could reincarnate previous wounds. One of the dragons hands were the magical center and often glowed when they used their magic
"It was then said that ten witches and wizards wished to steal the all the dragons power. At this part of the legend it becomes slightly jumbled but in general it is said each wizard stole a dragon's magical center. Each one was brewed into a potion; every wizard drank a different breed's magical center. After the potion had been completely consumed a tattoo of that particular dragon appeared on the wizard/witch. Each one now possessed the dragons' powers.
"The legend never tells the origin of this potion or why it affected the entire dragon population causing every single dragon to lose this power. Most wizards do not believe in this legend but those who do believe that the dragons powers will show up in witches or wizards abilities and that the tattoo will be tattooed onto the healer." Harry and Ron sat their silently.
"Well that's solved but it didn't say anything about a school." Harry said while throwing the book back into his trunk.
"Harry were can you read about things that are normally completely insane and no one in their right mind would believe?" Ron said a wicked grin appearing on his face. Harry stared at him for a second not quite understanding what Ron was getting at. Then it was as if some one had flicked a light switch on in side his head.
"The Quibbler! Of course. Get some parchment we'll write a letter right now and ask if she has heard anything or her Dad printed something about it." Harry and Ron jumped up quickly. Harry grabbed a quill and started to write on the piece of parchment Ron had given him.
Dear Luna,
We were wondering if your dad had printed anything regarding a secret
school that trains witches and wizards how to use an ancient healing
power that was stolen form dragons thousands of years ago. If he has
could you send us this information, it would be greatly appreciated.
Ron and Harry
Harry thought the letter sounded pretty strange but this was Luna Looney Lovegood they were writing to so it didn't seem to matter at all. Harry gave the letter to Hedwig and sent her off.
"Lets just hope she has something that will be useful. Until then we'll pretend not to know anything ok. We're good at that."
"That's only because you rarely do know anything Ron." Ron threw a pillow at Harry which resulted in a deadly pillow fight. Well as deadly as a pillow fight could get.
Ron and Harry froze when they heard a squeak from the door. One of the boys had miscalculated their throw and sent a pillow flying into Hermione's unsuspecting face. Ginny was standing behind her laughing. Hermione charged ron and tackled him back onto his bed.
Ginny motioned to Harry and the two silently snuck away from the room. "They'll be at it for hours now." Harry groaned as they headed down the stairs and was surprised to be led into Ginny's room. He stood shocked at the room. "When did you redo your room?" He asked as he sat beside Ginny on her bed.
"When I got home Bill helped me out." Harry looked around, the walls were a dark blue and got darker as you got to the ceiling which was completely black. There were little silver stars all over and the most frightening thing to him was in the middle of the ceiling a pair of purple eyes were painted there and he didn't like the feeling of being watched. "The pink wasn't really cutting it anymore." She smiled as she noticed Harry staring at the pair of eyes. "Hermione doesn't like them either."
"Why did you paint them?"
"They're the eyes of a Hebridean Black. I like to think they protect me while I sleep. Hermione refuses to acknowledge them anymore. Its slightly entertaining." She laid back as Harry began to talk.
"Yeah I know what you mean. The pictures of my parents always seem to watch over me. I used to hate it but then I realized it wasn't so bad to be watched all the time, its kinda comforting in a way."
"I'm kinda dreading school now. Everyone is going to stare at me and rumors are gonna fly ."
"The tattoo might not help either you know. How are you going to explain that to everyone?"
"I'm not, Dumbledore told me to hide it so I will. I bought some black gloves to wear and when we go to Diagon Alley I'm getting all new robes."
"Yeah I out grew all my old robes so I'm going to need new ones. I think we all will." Harry couldn't help but wonder how the Weasley's were going to afford to buy the robes.
"My mum wants me to get that knew style for girls that are all feminine and crap. I bet Hermione will buy that kind, she's been drooling over them in her magazines. I had never pegged Hermione to be a girly- girl."
"Well I never had thought Hermione would actually go out with Ron and vice versa. A lot weird things happen around here so I think we need to learn not to be shocked anymore."
"Very true but do you really think anything can get any stranger?"
"I hope not, my life is already complicated enough."