Once again, I don't own it.
They were having absolutely no luck in breaching the dark castle's defenses. None of the spells were even making it trigger. Voldermort was as safe as possible, torturing Dumbledore. There was no way in. The entire Order of the Phoenix was outside the castle, waiting to rescue their leader, with no way to do so.
Suddenly, two fireballs slammed into the castle defenses from above. They didn't pierce the magical shields, but they defiantly made a mark.
Charle Weasly, the Order's Dragon tamer, looked into the sky.
"I don't believe it." He said.
"What?" Snape, the leader of the mission asked.
"Star Dragons."
"What are star dragons?"
"Those" Charle said pointing up.
Two dragons were circeling the castle, letting loose barages of fireballs. The dragons were more than rare, they were impossible. Dragons communicate with body language, and never vocally. Except when singing. And they only thing that they sing about is Star Dragons. Large enough to make the largest known dragon look like a new born, capable of flying through space, even to other planets, other populated worlds, and could breath fireballs powerful enough to destroy a planet. However, the star dragons, while definitely testing the barriers in ways that even the order couldn't, weren't making much of a mark either.
Suddenly two things dropped from the dragon's backs. Riders. Their riders had fallen off, while thousands of feet up. No one had time to do anything before they landed. Creating small craters. On their feet. Alive. Perfectly uninjured.
They both were wearing similar armor, although one was obviously male and the other female. The armor was red and gold. A red capes were on their backs. The armor covered their whole bodies. They had helmets on that looked like a cross between ancient combat helmets and modern motorcycle helmets. The dragons can travel in space. So the riders should be able to as well. The helmets retracted, becoming part of the body armor.
The boy had raven hair and green and gold eyes. The girl flaming red hair and blue and gold eyes. Everyone there turned to look at the two warriors. They all noticed the scar on the boy's forehead.
Harry. Ginny. The two of them had disappeared nearly three years earlier. Now they were back, and in force. They ignored all of their long lost friends, and started hurling curses at the dark fortress. Without wands. Nothing that the order could do even showed on the defenses, but the two of them were doing even more damage than the star dragons had.
Suddenly, the two of them stopped. Taking a few steps away from the barrier, they stood back to back. Suddenly, the members of the order, standing, laying unconscious, or dead, were all magically moved away from the pair. Suddenly, an orb appeared in front of Harry, and an identical one in front of Ginny. They started moving around the pair, keeping their spacing as exactly opposite of each other. After it had completed one lap, another pair of orbs, different this time, appeared, and the four spaced out so that there was an equal amount of space in between them. Then, in pairs, more orbs joined them.
The first orb pair was almost invisible, a clear white. It swirled, alive almost. It was an element orb. Wind.
The second was red and orange, and also danced, while keeping a perfect sphere shape. Fire.
Third was a deep clear blue. Water.
Fourth was brown. Earth.
Fifth was a light blue. Ice.
Sixth was yellow. Electricity.
These six were somewhat of a shock, as elementals were rare, and multi element elementals were almost unheard of. The next ones, however, became increasingly rarer.
Seventh was bright white, almost blindingly bright. Light.
Eighth was black. Not so much as a color, but an lack of color. Shaddow.
These were the eight that elementals had control over. That's why those watching were so surprised when three more appeared. Somehow, they knew what they were, although they were afraid because of that knowledge.
Ninth was green. It swirled like several of the others, but this time it could be called alive. The 'element' was life.
Tenth was purple. Magic itself.
Eleventh was the most amazing of all. Gold, with red and black bands. The 'element' was time.
Quickly the orbs began to move faster, until they were moving so fast that it looked like they had formed a ring around the Harry and Ginny. Anyone looking knew that the orbs were going to do a lot of damage to their target. That's why everyone was once again shocked. The orbs crashed inwards, striking the pair at the same time.
When the dust cleared, Harry and Ginny were still standing. Before they looked imposing, strong, and overall very impressive looking. How they looked now made their previous looks to be those of a scared first year just before sorting.
The gold armor shone, despite the lack of sunlight. Their swords were out, and shone similarly. The swords were larger than those holding them. A single jab of Harry's sword shattered the barrier. The two of them both swung their swords horizontally. The castle in front of them fell outwards, leaving Voldermort in the center of the pile of rubble. It was going to be a fight to remember.
AN: Another short shot. REMEMBER: THESE STORIES ARE UP FOR ADOPTION! IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE ANY OF THEM, JUST TELL ME SO.
They were having absolutely no luck in breaching the dark castle's defenses. None of the spells were even making it trigger. Voldermort was as safe as possible, torturing Dumbledore. There was no way in. The entire Order of the Phoenix was outside the castle, waiting to rescue their leader, with no way to do so.
Suddenly, two fireballs slammed into the castle defenses from above. They didn't pierce the magical shields, but they defiantly made a mark.
Charle Weasly, the Order's Dragon tamer, looked into the sky.
"I don't believe it." He said.
"What?" Snape, the leader of the mission asked.
"Star Dragons."
"What are star dragons?"
"Those" Charle said pointing up.
Two dragons were circeling the castle, letting loose barages of fireballs. The dragons were more than rare, they were impossible. Dragons communicate with body language, and never vocally. Except when singing. And they only thing that they sing about is Star Dragons. Large enough to make the largest known dragon look like a new born, capable of flying through space, even to other planets, other populated worlds, and could breath fireballs powerful enough to destroy a planet. However, the star dragons, while definitely testing the barriers in ways that even the order couldn't, weren't making much of a mark either.
Suddenly two things dropped from the dragon's backs. Riders. Their riders had fallen off, while thousands of feet up. No one had time to do anything before they landed. Creating small craters. On their feet. Alive. Perfectly uninjured.
They both were wearing similar armor, although one was obviously male and the other female. The armor was red and gold. A red capes were on their backs. The armor covered their whole bodies. They had helmets on that looked like a cross between ancient combat helmets and modern motorcycle helmets. The dragons can travel in space. So the riders should be able to as well. The helmets retracted, becoming part of the body armor.
The boy had raven hair and green and gold eyes. The girl flaming red hair and blue and gold eyes. Everyone there turned to look at the two warriors. They all noticed the scar on the boy's forehead.
Harry. Ginny. The two of them had disappeared nearly three years earlier. Now they were back, and in force. They ignored all of their long lost friends, and started hurling curses at the dark fortress. Without wands. Nothing that the order could do even showed on the defenses, but the two of them were doing even more damage than the star dragons had.
Suddenly, the two of them stopped. Taking a few steps away from the barrier, they stood back to back. Suddenly, the members of the order, standing, laying unconscious, or dead, were all magically moved away from the pair. Suddenly, an orb appeared in front of Harry, and an identical one in front of Ginny. They started moving around the pair, keeping their spacing as exactly opposite of each other. After it had completed one lap, another pair of orbs, different this time, appeared, and the four spaced out so that there was an equal amount of space in between them. Then, in pairs, more orbs joined them.
The first orb pair was almost invisible, a clear white. It swirled, alive almost. It was an element orb. Wind.
The second was red and orange, and also danced, while keeping a perfect sphere shape. Fire.
Third was a deep clear blue. Water.
Fourth was brown. Earth.
Fifth was a light blue. Ice.
Sixth was yellow. Electricity.
These six were somewhat of a shock, as elementals were rare, and multi element elementals were almost unheard of. The next ones, however, became increasingly rarer.
Seventh was bright white, almost blindingly bright. Light.
Eighth was black. Not so much as a color, but an lack of color. Shaddow.
These were the eight that elementals had control over. That's why those watching were so surprised when three more appeared. Somehow, they knew what they were, although they were afraid because of that knowledge.
Ninth was green. It swirled like several of the others, but this time it could be called alive. The 'element' was life.
Tenth was purple. Magic itself.
Eleventh was the most amazing of all. Gold, with red and black bands. The 'element' was time.
Quickly the orbs began to move faster, until they were moving so fast that it looked like they had formed a ring around the Harry and Ginny. Anyone looking knew that the orbs were going to do a lot of damage to their target. That's why everyone was once again shocked. The orbs crashed inwards, striking the pair at the same time.
When the dust cleared, Harry and Ginny were still standing. Before they looked imposing, strong, and overall very impressive looking. How they looked now made their previous looks to be those of a scared first year just before sorting.
The gold armor shone, despite the lack of sunlight. Their swords were out, and shone similarly. The swords were larger than those holding them. A single jab of Harry's sword shattered the barrier. The two of them both swung their swords horizontally. The castle in front of them fell outwards, leaving Voldermort in the center of the pile of rubble. It was going to be a fight to remember.
AN: Another short shot. REMEMBER: THESE STORIES ARE UP FOR ADOPTION! IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE ANY OF THEM, JUST TELL ME SO.