Here I am again! You know the drill. Thanx to the one person who reviewed...naturally, I understand that everyone is busy and that there's a million HP fanfics out there! RR if you would, please. Constructive criticism is welcome, but no flamers! I know that there are some grammatically incorrect places here, but I don't feel like correcting them just for the sake of grammar.*Sobs.*I've been ruined ever since my grammar class! (I now walk around correcting myself while speaking.)

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"Harry," Ron's voice quavered. "Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Of course, Ron! All the clues that we've been able to find so far have led us here," Harry answered. Danna was following silently behind them, stepping in their footsteps to avoid the crunch of snow. The moon was obscured by the thick trees overhead and darkness reigned in the forest below.

"What, exactly are we looking for out here?" Ron asked. Danna tried not to hiss in irritation. Must they be so noisy?

"Wyrms," Harry said shortly.

"Didn't the hat say that Wyrms hated us?"

"Not necessarily," Harry answered. "Hermione said that a lot of what the hat says can be symbolic and it could be referring to the fact that we'll learn of somebody besides Wyrms who hate us. The Wyrms could be our allies."

Not likely, Danna thought to herself.

"So, how are we going to find them?" Ron asked. In the darkness, Danna could see Harry shrug his answer. They hadn't traveled much farther when Danna felt it.

She stopped in her footsteps just to be sure, heart racing. There! she thought, feeling the ground pulse beneath her feet and echo within her body. She raced forward, shouting "HARRY! RON!" They stopped in astonishment and turned to face her. She grabbed them by the shoulders and spun them about. "GO BACK!" Not moving fast enough to suit her, she pushed them in the desired direction.

"What're you doing here?" Harry asked.

"I said run!" she grabbed their arms and dragged them after her.

"She really is nutters!" Ron exclaimed. At that moment, the ground behind them exploded into the air, a terrible roar filling the air. "What is that?!" Ron cried, faltering.

"A Wyrm." Danna stopped and turned to face it. "Keep running!" she said over her shoulder to the two boys.

"We'll hel..." Harry started to say, but Danna broke him off with a snarled "GO!" She faced the Wyrm directly and raised both hands. A wind came from nowhere and lightning pierced the air, lighting the forest. Harry and Ron stumbled backwards, eyes wide. With a sharp crack, Danna clasped her hands together. The lightning raced towards the Wyrm, piercing its flesh at the juncture of its neck. It snarled angrily, arching back as if to fling away an annoying fly.

Danna spun and grabbed Harry and Ron, dragging them after her again. "This time, keep running!" She stopped and turned to face the Wyrm again. This time, Harry and Ron obeyed, disappearing into the dark.

Danna let out a satisfied sigh and glared at the Wyrm. "Now it is between us!" she hissed. She spread her arms out and the forest filled with a blinding, silver-white light.

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"Hermione, we're telling the truth! She followed us out there and then fought that...that Wyrmsingle-handed! She wouldn't let us stay to help," Harry said.

"And she fought it without a wand," Ron added. "I've never heard of anyone able to do magic without their wand."

Hermione looked at them skeptically. "Neither have I, Ron," she responded. "Are you sure you two weren't just overreacting?" They nodded emphatically.

A shadow fell over them and the three winced in surprise. "Ron, are you sure that you've told me everything you know about the dragon-sighting?" Charlie asked. He had returned from vacationing in Egypt because he'd heard rumors of a dragon-sighting around Hogwarts.

Ron sighed again. "Yes, Charlie! We've told you everything."

"It just doesn't make sense!" Charlie raged again, pacing near them. "Silver dragons have been extinct since...well, no one knows for sure. But they were incredibly rare even in their hay-day! And then reports of one appearing here." He looked confused.

At that point, Danna approached them, her left arm in a sling. Harry and Ron immediately leapt to their feet, vacating a spot for her to sit down. Charlie stepped forward to assist her. She sat down gingerly, smiling at Charlie. "Thanks," she said.

"It's the least I can do after you saved my younger brother," he smiled back.

"Why didn't you have Madam Pomfrey heal your arm and back?" Hermione asked.

Danna smiled wryly. "These aren't injuries that Madam Pomfrey can heal. And, since Ron and Harry are stupid enough to run around unprotected, and because I know that the four of you-yes Charlie, I think you should hear this too-can be trusted, perhaps we should talk."