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Recap:

"That was just too weird." She said looking around.

She was about to say something else but she felt a hand clasp tight around her mouth silencing her.

End Recap

Onto the story:

Chapter 7: Draco Troglodytes, Draco Occidentalis Magnus, Draco Occidentalis Maritimus, Draco Africanus.

"Shut your mouth Granger," Malfoy hissed into her ear.

She saw out of the corner of her eye that his gaze was fixed forward. She looked and saw an old well. Inside the well was a large brown head of a dragon, just poking above the rim of the well.

It's own gaze was fixed forward as well, as if Draco and the dragon were having a staring contest, trying to stare each other down, the dragon kept its gaze and wasn't about to loose contact. It raised its head a little and the dragon moved the rest of its body out of the well like a snake. Hermiones eyes widened as she recognised the dragons species. Draco had loosened his grasp over her mouth so she was free to talk.

"Is that a…?"

"Yep"

"And should we…"

"Ah huh"

Before Hermione had a chance to react, Draco grabbed her hand and tore off into the misty forest dragging her behind him. The fog was of the late night, early morning. She could tell it had that certain smell.

They kept running blindly through the forest. The russel of the leaves behind them meant that the dragon was after them. Hermione looked back and only saw the blanket of leaves move as if a huge snake was under them.

'Oh god, oh god, oh god' Hermiones mind screamed

'What?' asked Brett

'That's a Draco Troglodytes'

'speak English woman'

'A Knucker you dumb arse. Their bite is venomous and they can kill by constriction, that's why they're serpentine in appearance. They may have wings but they can't fly but they move as fast a hell'

'Ah, then what are you waiting for, move those little legs of your or do you wanna become snake food'

'It's a dragon'

'Snake, dragon, what's the difference'

'Your impossible'

'It's a gift'

"It's gaining," Malfoy yelled back to her.

"You think," she screamed back as she dodged one of its lunges.

They kept running. Hermione was now in line with Draco as they ran.

"We're heading straight for a tree, just before we run into it, we'll part to both sides so it will run into it," Malfoy suggested.

"I hope your right," she yelled.

As they reached it they parted but the dragon swerved around it and came to a halt just past it.

"You think you can fool me mortal?" the Knucker hissed.

"Shit, it speaks English," Malfoy gasped

"No shit Sherlock," Hermione gasped back.

They backed back until they both hit something, but didn't bother to see what it was assuming it was a tree. The Knucker advanced on them but stopped and looked up. It hissed at what ever it saw.

Hermione looked up and yelped. "Draco Occidentalis Magnus"

"Huh?"

'I agree with Malfoy, huh?'

"It's a European. And a black one too."

Malfoy looked up and then looked at the Knucker then back at the black dragon.

"What is this a bloody Dragon convention?"

"Malfoy shut up and move away slowly," Hermione hissed.

They started moving out to their left still facing the two dragons and the temperature suddenly dropped. Malfoy was the first to look at what was behind them.

"Aw shit."

"What?" Hermione asked and looked back. Standing there was a huge pure white Dragon and all around it was frozen, it breathed out steam and stared at the other two dragons.

Draco grabbed Hermones hand and pulled her to the other side away from the dragons but a shadowy figure was in their way.

It let out a high screech and stepped out of the fog.

"This is defiantly a bloody dragon convention."

" Draco Africanus and Draco Occidentalis Maritimus," Hermione breathed.

'Once again woman, speak bloody English' Brett cried

"Wyvern and a Frost. They never come this way. The Wyvern is an African dragon while the Frost lives around the frozen top of Europe, they never come to England. The other two are native to us.

"We are all here but what are these mortals doing here?" the Lime-Green Wyvern hissed coming closer on it's two feet, wings folded back.

"Ask the Knucker, he chased them here," the black European answered.

"I was hungry, you try finding something to eat in the bottom of a well. There aren't any rabbits, deer, farm animals or any stray children. But today I finally get a chance to eat and you treasure loving beast," the Knucker hissed.

"It is not her fault that her species loves treasure. And it isn't his fault that he is forced to live in a well, it's in his nature. Now stop bickering like brainless humans, I can't even begin to believe how you two can live together," the Frost dragon roared.

"But he…"

"Don't even start Blackar. Don't make me turn you into an ice sculpture. I would rather be back in the Antarctic hunting Giant Squid right now but we have to get over this matter, all of our races depend on it," the Frost yelled at the European named Blackar.

"Oh and who made you the boss Icy?" the Knucker hissed at the Frost.

"Is it just me or don't they get along?" Malfoy asked Hermione as shocked as she was. These dragons were fighting and they could understand them, the dragons could speak English, she had never heard of this before.

"What are your names mortals?" asked the Wyvern as the other three dragons argued.

"I'm Hermione Granger and this is Draco Malfoy. We're students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," Hermione answered before Draco could but in.

"Ah. This would be Dumbledores doing. Making sure that we behave. Just like him," the Wyvern said.

"Um, not to be rude or anything but what is your name?" Hermione asked

"I am Torsha, the Knucker is Snyder, the Frost is Icy, and the European is Blackar. We are the representatives of each of our species in Europe. We have gathered here to decide if we will take part in the final battel. It is coming soon. What are you two doing out here?" he asked

"It's a long story."

Torsha looked at the three bickering dragons and answered, "we have time"

Hermione started explaining with Malfoy adding in bits and pieces. The Wyvern just stood there and listened intently.

"…And the then Knucker chased us and we ended up here."

"I see. Well, I believe Blackar can take you back, you'll be safer in her than on me, but you'll have to wait until we finish our little meeting" Torsha said looking at the still bickering dragons.

"Well why can we go on Icy?" Malfoy asked dumbly.

"Well unless you want to get frost bite in your butt, be my guest," Torsha answered.

"Malfoy, how dumb can you get?" Hermione asked plainly.

"Hey! I am not dumb Mudblood," Malfoy sneered.

"Oh so we're back to normal insults now are we, well here's a new one for you, you fairy."

"I am not a fairy."

"Do you even know what term I'm using it for?"

"Yes"

"Then what am I saying when I call you a fairy?"

"Ah…um…" For once in his life Malfoy couldn't think of an answer.

"That's what I thought, man you must be gay or you would've gotten by now."

"I'm not gay"

"Are too."

"Granger!" he warned

"Ooh I'm so scared. You gonna come after me? Try and hurt me? Yeah right"

"And who has a wand here?"

"So? I can always fight you muggle style"

"Ooh, muggle style I'm so scared"

"You were when I did it to you in third year. You ran away like a little baby."

"What are you talking about?"

"When I punched you, you git. Hello, is that an echo I heard in your head, it must be empty other wise you'd have clue by now."

"What fuckin clue?"

"What I mean by fairy you idiot"

"Don't get smart with me Granger"

"If you haven't noticed I am smarter than you so it isn't hard to be smart to you"

Malfoy lunged after her but she ran in between the dragons.

"Come on Malfoy, let's see what you've got. Lets see if you can catch a girl" she yelled running around the dragons away from him.

Not noticing where she was going as she was looking back trying to see if he was following her, she fell on top of someone.

"You sure do like the top position don't you?" a voice sneered.

"Eww, that's disgusting, you friggin bastard," she screeched trying to hit him but failing as he caught her hands.

"Ah we hate to interrupt your little row but we have to decide what we're going to do so if you could keep it down, we would appreciate it," Snyder sneered.

The dragons had stopped arguing when they heard Hermione and Draco yelling at each other.

After more arguing between all four dragons they had come to a decision.

"So in the war we'll make up our own army and attack the Death Eaters and the Zombie guy," Snyder said

"His name is Voldermort (sp?)," Icy corrected.

"He's still half dead isn't he?"

"Ah sorta, until he's fully replenished then I guess he's alive an yet he's dead"

"Well, then I'll just call him a Zombie. He hangs out in grave yards," Snyder answered.

"Ok, we'll have to tell the light side then, Blackar, you tell Dumbledore when you take these two back to Hogwarts Castle. Icy, why don't you go with her? We'll go and tell our clans, spread the word especially to the west, we'll need all of the help we can get. If you can get some dragons from Atlantis Icy then that would be great. Snyder, round up all of the Knuckers you can, we'll need your venomous bite and fast, agile ability. Blackar, same to you, your speed in flight is a real advantage. I'll get as many Wyverns as I can, we can use our leg strength to pick up boulders and heavy objects to drop onto the death eaters. One thing I would like to know, what bloody kind of name is the Death Eaters, it's not like your able to eat death, well, maybe the Grim Reaper can but that's beside the point. Humans, a species we'll never understand," and with that Torsha flew off, Snyder sped off into the forest. Icy flew into the air leaving a trail of ice crystals falling behind her.

"You coming or not Blackar?" she yelled.

"Yeah, yeah. Come on, climb on," she lowered herself to the ground and they climbed on Hermione in front of Draco, much to her displeasure.

Blackar noticed that they were just sitting there.

"You two better hold onto each other, otherwise you'll fall off. I don't go as slow as those stupid brooms."

Malfoy slipped his arms around her waist while she held onto the leather collar, encrusted with jewels. It was around Blackars neck, and Hermione couldn't help but wonder how it had gotten there.

"Ready? Hold on." Blackar flew up into the air at an alarming speed. Hermione fell backwards in fright, so now she was as far back as Malfoys' body.

"Finally," Icy sneered coming out of the loops that she was doing.

The two dragons flew straight for the castle. It was a tiny speck in the distance, they hadn't realised how far they were.

Hermione was now gripping onto Malfoys hands that were still around her waist. They were now high above the clouds and Hermione was scared as. Malfoy felt her grip tighten.

"You don't have to grip so hard," he said into her ear. Surprisingly, despite their speed they could still hear each other.

"I've never been this high, alright?"

"Neither have I, but you don't see me squeezing the air out of you."

"Well what do you want me to do? Hug you for dear life? Nah-ah. I'm fine leaving fingernail imprints into your hands." She squeezed harder.

"Ow! Damn it Granger."

She squeezed harder still.

Draco's response to this was pulling her further into him until she was firmly pressed against his body.

"Hey stop bloody moving or I'll dive," Blackar yelled.

"You don't want to be on a dragon when they dive, we practically go vertical," a voice said. It was Icy, just you couldn't see her as she was blended in with the clouds but every-so-often you would see a shine of her scales or feel the cold she gave off.

They slowly descended towards the school. Icy did a dive towards the lake and pulled up so her claws just skimmed the surface, freezing it as she went. She did one lap of the lake and came to a stop on the grass where some seventh years were before when they had appeared out of the clouds.

Blackar did one whole circle around the school and landed away from Icy, she wasn't about to become an ice sculpture. Blackar and Icy let out a roar to signal to Dumbledore that they had to talk to him.

"Hey Dragons, get lost we don't want no trouble here. Don't make us curse you," Some seventh years yelled pointing their wands at them.

Draco and Hermione felt Blackar chuckle. The seventh year's spells would just rebound off of her scales while they would freeze up before they would reach Icy. Although they didn't realise this the seventh years cast a whole heap of spells at the dragons because they hadn't moved when they had asked. As Hermione and Draco expected the spells rebounded and the ones aimed at Icy froze up. But they kept shooting spells at them, not even seeing the two students on the dragons back.

"Where are the bloody teachers?" one of the students yelled still shooting spells. They were all wondering why the dragons weren't fighting back but looking straight at the castle.

"Students Stop!" Dumbledore roared

"But Prof. They're dragons here to fight us."

"Don't be so stupid. They have a message for you Prof." Draco yelled as Hermione was still recovering from the flight.

"Blackar, Icy, nice to see you again, it's been years. What news do you bring?" Dumbledore asked walking up to them. The seventh years looked stunned.

"We have decided to join the war and fight for the light side. The Wyverns, Frosts, Knuckers and Europeans. We are going to spread the word to the west and try and get more dragons. Icy is also going to try and get some legendary dragons from Atlantis, that is if they're reluctant to help," Blackar explained.

"Don't worry, they'll be reluctant. Musamar owes me a favour and those Atlantians always keep their word," Icy said, "I can't wait to get out of this weather. It's so bloody hot."

Dumbledore chuckled and nodded. He looked at Hermione in Dracos' arms and sighed.

"Very well." he said. The two dragons went to go but he stopped them.

"Aren't you forgetting something Blackar?" he asked

"Huh? Oh, those two," she lowered to the ground and they jumped off.

The dragons set off in different directions, Icy South and Blackar North.

Hermione started walking to the castle but suddenly blacked out. Draco caught her, automatic reaction.

"Dragons always fly at an altitude we humans can't handle most of the time. Mr Malfoy please take her to the hospital wing, I have to send a letter to the ministry," Prof. Dumbledore said.

Draco picked Hermione up; she felt like a doll in his arms, she was small compared to him.

They had missed out on the whole weekend but Draco was glad that the students were still in class or he would have been in for some real embarrassment. He carried her to the hospital wing and laid her down on the only spare bed. Madam Pomfrey was still dealing with a student who had had a potion accident and was covered in purple, fuzzy hair, they looked like Cousin It with a hair cut and dyed purple hair. He couldn't help but laugh silently. Hermione stirred but didn't wake.

"Ok, dear. What happened?" Madam Pomfrey asked walking over to Hermiones bed.

"Ah, she passed out," Draco answered

"Do you know why?"

"Um…High altitude."

"Ah-huh. Let me guess. Dragons?"

"Yeah."

"Thought so. A few of those rebound spells broke some windows in here, shocked some of my patients. She'll be all right. Just needs rest; her head still has to some back to the ground. It happens after you ride a dragon. Your mind stays up there because of the speed they travel at and altitude. Did you ride one two?"

"Yeah."

"Ok, I'll get you two to stay here over night. Just a precaution. Your mind could blank out anytime tonight, or even this week. I'll get the headmaster to cancel all of your lessons for this week. You need to rest too. Your mind may still be here but it's always good to rest," she conjured up a bed next to Hermiones. There were scorch marks where his bed was now.

He looked puzzled up at the nurse.

"Warming potion gone wrong." She said and left.

He laid down and closed his eyes.

'So do you like her?' his conscience asked, deciding at that moment when he was trying to relax, to talk about his crush that he denied having.