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A/N: You know doing this chapter took a lot of work plus my mother breathing down my neck for work around the house and her comments about the end of this chapter as well, anyway I hope you all like this and for some of you that wanted to know Silvenestri's second breath weapon was a cone of super cold air, now on with the show and let me know what you think.
Chapter 20: Truth is a Dangerous Thing.
/ Telepathic /
12 February 1997 16:11 PM A.D
Dumbledore with Moody and Kingley looked about the body strewn battle field. After a moment the three began to pick their way through the carnage toward the edge of the area and the dirt covered form of the silver dragon. Her colour was harder to see under the coating of settling dirt but they could hear her pained breaths even from this distance. Her rider tumbled from her back and Dumbledore picked up his pace, intent on reaching dragon and rider as quickly as possible. As he watched Harry, still shrouded in his magic, stumbled to his feet and despite his left arm hanging limp at his side he was trying to attend to the needs of his dragon.
From what he could see as he approached the young man's arm and side looked to be near useless. Under the dirt and blood the burns looked severe and he stumbled to his knees, head hanging. Dumbledore knew the adrenaline rush of battle had passed and with it the pain would now be rising both for him and for Silvenestri.
"Well, Nameless wasn't it…? You're looking a little worse for ware this afternoon." Dumbledore picked his way around a scattering of bodies, his wand raised and eyes darting about the area. There was no guarantee as yet that the enemy was dead and he wanted to be ready if there were any nasty surprises lurking in the area.
'My word, that has to hurt Harry.' He thought seeing the burns up close on the side of Harry's face and the tattered left sleeve showed how badly the dragon and her rider had been scored in the battle.
"Oh, I'm fine considering. Just the odd major burn, a little jinx and some other spell damage… Nothing major. You?" Harry staggered to his feet keeping his face hidden from the three men as he was uncertain how effective the disguise spells might be in his weakened condition.
He just wished they would go away and leave him to heal his dragon. He at least needed to clean her wounds and try to ease her pain as best he could but for him to work freely he needed to gather his control and dismiss his own pain. If they would just go away he could surely manage that. 'Go away I am trying to treat the wounds of my friend here.'
The world blurred in his vision but he staved off the wavering. He could not weaken until he took care of Silvenestri.
"Ah well, I had a lovely afternoon. Quite lively actually. A little bit of practice with a variety of shields and practicing the casting of a few powerful charms of various sundry assorted natures." Albus paused and considered Harry for a moment before taking a half step forward.
Silvenestri groaned a deep rumbling sound and moved her head, resting it so that she blocked Harry from Dumbledore and the other two men with him.
"I think Mr. Shacklebolt here would like to talk to you. Something about the night of August 9th and where you were that night." Dumbledore continued, un phased by the Dragon's movement.
He edged a little to one side so that he could continue to see Harry and after a moment's consideration he raised his wand so that with a flick of his wrist he could bring the wand to bear on Harry. He made no threatening movement being more concerned with getting off a quick spell to spare Harry additional injury if it looked as though he would fall on that injured side
'I don't like the looks of those wounds, Harry my boy. You need some attention but you will not cooperate until we deal with the dragon, will you? Now let me see, how do we heal so large a beastie, hmm? Handling her will be awkward if she gets a little tetchy. I think Charlie and the Dragon Handlers will be our best bet. If he lands on that side with those burns and the added weight of that armor he could really do some damage to himself. A levitation charm should keep him from a nasty fall.'
"You can put that away Dumbledore. I'm done. I can't even help my friend here… or at least not properly." Harry sighed and wavered.
With his head bowed from the pain he dropped to his knees and Silvenestri brought her head around all the way with a distressed growl. Her teeth drew back into a threatening snarl as Albus fired off a quick spell, flipping the wand toward Harry. The dragon quieted when Harry's fall to the ground halted, the levitation charm sparing him further injury.
Dumbledore nodded slightly in satisfaction and lowered his wand. With a pleasant smile on his face he turned to nod to Kingley who was eyeing the dragon warily. Silvenestri was protecting her rider much like a mother hen protected her chicks and Kingley seemed most uncertain of approaching closer. Dumbledore looked back to the dragon and met the gleaming jewel like eyes and winked quite cheekily. He knew who Nameless was and he permitted the dragon to know he was not here to harm her rider.
"Very well, if you intend to cooperate there is no need for violence. I can see that you are in pain so I'll…"
Kingley was cut off as Tonks ran by him and launched herself fearlessly over the dragon's snout. She hugged Harry, muttering to him softly but fiercely about doing something so stupid and how he was not going to be leaving her sight ever again as she could not trust him not to hurt himself. Through the low voiced but fierce tirade Silvenestri tilted her head and watched with quiet amusement but when Moody took a step forward she bared her teeth once again and angled her head toward him in clear warning.
"SHIT! Tonks don't do that! Not now!" Harry yelled as Tonks set about investigating his burns and her hands scraped over a hidden injury. He threw his head back in reaction to the rise in pain and the spell shielding him collapsed.
'Oops.' Dumbledore winced.
"Harry!" Kingley shouted and Dumbledore was quick to mirror that stunned exclamation, his own shout loosed before Kingley's shout stilled in the air. Dumbledore knew that they could not hide this but he need not allow anyone to know that he had known the truth of it for some time. It was better to keep the Ministry guessing.
Moody grunted, a noncommittal sound containing many inflections and when Harry straightened he caught the young man's eyes and smiled. Moody looked at Dumbledore and gave him a quick wink to confirm that he had known who Nameless was. His knowledge of the identity of Nameless was thanks to his magical eye and a few potions he took every now and then. Moody was very careful about what charms could be used against him since he had spent the better part of a year hidden in a trunk. One of those precautions made it very difficult for his memory to be messed with.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry." Tonks was chanting, fussing as she tried to peel the armor off. In despair she performed a quick healing charm on his wounds. It was a low level Healing charm but it was the best that she knew and at least it would help to ease the pain until she could get Harry to Rowena's rooms for some proper treatment.
Dumbledore after giving himself all of three seconds to get over the mock shock of discovering the identity of Nameless cast a shielding ward so that no one could listen in on the conversation about to take place. He hoped Kingley would cooperate and not delay them too much. He wanted Harry attended to with all speed and to do that he knew they needed to get the dragon somewhere safe to tend to her wounds.
"Now Mr. Potter, perhaps you can give us one good reason why I should keep you in school after cutting off my arm at Christmas?"
Kingley gaped looking rather like a goldfish out of water. Dumbledore ignored him for the moment taking the time to study the hulking form of the dragon who was making odd wuffling sounds he suspected were related to the nasty spread of burns she carried. Her flanks were beginning to bellows with the pained pants she was making and he thought under all the dirt her colour was shifting to grey more than silver. 'Yes, my dear. As quickly as we can but I need to deal with Kingley. I must say it is nice to finally see you in your true form and a fine looking dragon you are too.'
Harry gave a harsh barking chuckle. "I did ask nicely first and you were…stubborn… The Dragon Lord side takes insult… very easily. Sorry… If that is not good enough… an apology… how does… does finding new allies… with… another race sound?" He luxuriated in not having to hold himself up. The levitation charm supported him and made it easier for Tonks to work his cloak off and then move on to the poltroon sleeve of the armour on his burnt side.
Dumbledore nodded with his best smile lighting his face "Good enough for me. Kingley." The Professor turned to the Auror. "I believe you are still searching for someone who broke into the Ministry and destroyed a very rare and rather powerful magical gate?"
The Auror was silent and turning to him Dumbledore noted he was watching Tonks with a raised eyebrow. She was absorbed in relieving Harry of his armor and firing off a pain relieving Healing charm with every piece of the armor she removed.
'It's a nice picture isn't it Kingley?' He nudged the man with an elbow hoping the man would be sensible enough not to comment on how Tonks was looking at Harry. You could not mistake that look that screamed Lover, not just friend. 'I must say I believe that Harry may need her in this time of war more then we will need her.'
The often somewhat clumsy young woman was now intently focused on Harry's needs and there was nothing clumsy about her actions. The gentleness in her hands as she loosened the buckles and straps of the armor would be far gentler than that of most medic witches would be when dealing with a patient when they had a battlefield triage to deal with.
At Dumbledore's repeated nudge Kingley grunted softly momentarily confused. He glanced around at the people attending the wounded and nodded after being giving a friendly tap on the shoulder by Moody. He walked up to Harry, sliding carefully around the great head of the dragon and crouched down in front of him. He was all too aware of the dragon's eyes tracking his every movement.
"Gate. Yes, quite. Now Harry since at the moment I appear to be the ranking Ministry official in the region I must ask this question. Why did you attack the Ministry on the night of August 9th and destroy an old and valuable artefact from the time of Merlin?" He said eyes fixed warily on the silver dragon.
"Well for one thing the gate actually predates Merlin's time and there is the small matter that it was not me who destroyed it. That was Silvenestri." At Kingley's blank look Harry sighed but smiled.
Tonks ignored Kingley sitting next to her as she continued to divest Harry of the sections of his armor and ease his pain as best she could. She could have treated the wounds so much more effectively if she had done better in the healing class she had taken as part of her Auror training. Lightly she rested one hand on his good shoulder in a caress that was meant to be an offer of support and a gesture of love. It was an action that everyone recognized as a lovers reassurance.
"And where, might I enquire, is this Silvenestri now?" Kingley asked and dragged his gaze off the dragon to glower in what was his best Ministry glower at Harry.
He could all too easily see the pain Harry was feeling and knew that despite the work Tonks had done the pain was not easing.
'You, my dear Tonks need to read some Medical Tomes if he is going to keep doing this sort of thing to himself.' He thought and covered the small laugh with a cough. He had to deal with this so they could get Harry inside… but what were they going to do with the dragon?
Harry coughed a smirk widening into a grin before he met Kingley's eyes. "Look above you." A ragged whisper and when Tonks pulled at his shirt trying to separate it from burned flesh his eyes rolled back in his head and he passed out on Tonks shoulder. Tonks gasped a sorry and caught him before he slipped off her shoulder, forgetting the levitation charm would stop him from slamming to the ground, her arms gently holding as another strap parted and a piece of armor fell off.
Kingley turned in the direction Harry had indicated and found himself eyeball to nostril with the dragon.
Kingley found the jewel like eyes of the dragon on him and he could read the look reflected there. Her rider was now unconscious and she was in pain herself but she would protect Harry and his mate if anyone tried to take them any.
"Good afternoon, Silvenestri." Kingley nodded his head briefly to the dragon, swallowed and looked to Dumbledore and Moody. "Well then, I'd say this case might as well be filed under the unsolved cases, don't you agree Dumbledore? Moody?"
Dumbledore nodded agreement and looked around the battlefield. On noticing Charlie with Ron and Ginny approaching, Ron cautiously eyeing the hulking form of the dragon he lowered the shield to permit them to approach closer. Ginny, with a small cry immediately raced to help Tonks with Harry. Ron gulped on getting a clear view of the dragon towering over the group and determined to help his brother secure this dragon that he was sure must be the beast they had been trying to catch for much of the year.
Dumbledore hesitated wondering how they were going to get Silvenestri to permit anyone other than her rider to attend to her wounds and with Harry unconscious that was likely to be very difficult indeed. Perhaps if Harry had told her to trust them before he had fainted it might have been alright but Charlie moved past the cluster of Professors and bowed to Silvenestri stepping closer to her and pulling from his pocket a small clay pot.
The dragons head dipped, her attention focused on the leather clad human she knew Harry had feared might find her and she trembled both from weakness and the pain flaring in her side. He bowed to her and showed no sign of wishing to attack her and her sensitive nostrils detected the strong herbal smell from the small pot.
"There now, Gracious One. I only wish to help. Those wounds need to be treated and I know you would prefer your Rider but he is in need of help himself. Might this poor substitute tend to your wounds?"
He spoke on a sub vocal level. The humans so close to her would not have heard him as he approached but her sensitive hearing enabled her to hear him clearly enough and with a quick look to see that Harry was still unconscious she dipped her head. His hands moved immediately to her foreleg and at that first touch Silvenestri sighed. These were hands that knew what they were doing and she settled to his touch.
'My God, these wounds are even worse than I thought they might be. Looks like Harry made a start on the worst of them… some form of magical healing I think but he's out of the picture now so we need to deal with these the old fashioned way… or should that be the modern way?'
He lightly ran a hand over the raw wound tracing the line of the burn over the long leg and to the knee joint, investigating the tendons and the joint for damage after that less than graceful landing.
"Gently now, girl. We need to test your legs to see if we can walk you out of here." He spoke in a low soothing voice. Later he would allow the wonder of handling a dragon without the aid of magic or powerful tranquilizing herbs. Later when he had the dragon comfortable would be soon enough for that.
Silvenestri sighed in relief as a piece of stone lodged near the joint of her knee was carefully picked out and then the human dabbed some of the cream in the pot on the wound and a blessed numbness began to take away the pain from the joint. More confident now she settled lower, resting her head beside the human attending to her and let Charlie work. She was more concerned now with keeping an eye on Harry who remained stubbornly unconscious despite the best efforts of both Ginny and Tonks to wake him up.
Professor Moody had acquired a stretcher and was now maneuvering it close to Harry and motioning to Ron to stop gawking at his brother's actions and give him a hand to move Harry to the device. Looking as though he was in shock Ron moved rather like a robot to join Moody. He stared at Harry encased still in half the suit of armor and at the raw wounds down his side but took Harry's feet and the levitation charm enabled them to move Harry to the stretcher without further damage being done.
Ginny was scowling at him and Tonks moved past him to continue attending to Harry. Ginny, his baby sister imperiously waved him aside and took the other side of the stretcher, picking gently at where the undershirt of the armor was burned to the raw flesh.
"We need to get him inside, Ginny. It's no good doing this out here. We will only get dirt in the wounds we uncover."
Ron sidled over toward Charlie but halted a very respectful distance from the jewel eyes that came to rest on him. Charlie seemed absorbed in what he was doing and whatever that was the dragon seemed to appreciate it. She had even moved her head so that he could stand just above her nostrils and stretch his long frame along her snout between her eye ridges enabling him to look at a wound normally out of his reach near her eye.
"Charlie what are you doing?" he gasped, horrified. One flick of her head and his brother could be dragon snack. "That's not… That's a dragon, Charlie, not a… a… horse." He ended rather lamely.
Charlie chuckled. "Well, Ronald, I would never have guessed. Thanks for the enlightenment."
Ron's eyes bugged at being called Ronald, which only ever happened if he was in deep trouble and usually it was only his mother or occasionally his father who called him by his full name even then. "Charlie! We've been trying to catch this dragon for months now."
Charlie paused in the task of dabbing some of the ointment from the little clay pot on the burn he was attending and glanced down at Ron. "Have we? I don't think so. We were after a wild dragon, Ron." He winked. "Not this lovely young lady."
Ron gaped anew.
"Ron, it's okay. If you had been out here to see this lovely lady take on five mature dragons and win you would also be helping me ease her pain, not standing there glaring at me. Now stop glaring at Ginny too. She's old enough to make her own decision about choosing which side in this war she is going to be fighting with."
Charlie slid carefully down the dragon's snout, eased himself to the side over her right nostril and jumped to the ground. He studied his handiwork and sighed, shaking his head slightly. "That's an awful lot of dragon to be healed. Shut up and stop imitating a goldfish, Ron and help me with our friend here." Charlie moved to her right flank and rested a hand above the raw wound on her flank, pulling out his wand. "We need something a little stronger than the ointment I think to deal with this. Have to clean it out before we can do anything." He swished the wand in a practiced flick and Silvenestri reared back, crying out in pain but Charlie stood his ground and rested a hand lightly on her under side. "Easy, Young One. It will pass. We have to clean out the wounds before we can do anything."
"Ginny do you know where Hermione and the others are?" Tonks glanced at Ginny before enacting a levitation spell on the stretcher, lifting it from the ground and preparing to take him to Rowena's rooms. 'Damn you Harry, next time I'm going up with you into battle so I can keep you out of trouble.' She thought and began to walk away, the stretcher gliding smoothly along under her control.
"WHAT! Hermione's apart of your group too?" Ron shouted.
The dragon roared when she saw Tonks walking away and came down to all four legs and limped a step before collapsing from the pain. Charlie moved to her head quickly, stroking her eye ridges gently and soothing her and Tonks hesitated, looking from the dragon to the stretcher.
"Charlie… I need to get Harry inside. Can you take care of Silvenestri…"
Again the dragon bellowed and stumbled forward and Tonks sighed. She stepped closer to the dragon, aware of the eyes of the Professors on her and the way the clean up had halted as people reacted to the upset dragon in their midst.
"Can you change? Silvenestri can you shape change? At least long enough to get you both inside?"
The dragon wavered a moment, shuddering and crooned in pain but her eyes never left the stretcher and after a moment a small child lay in the dirt, her body charred and sobbing from the pain. Slowly Charlie bent down and very gently lifted her into his embrace. With a low sob Silvenestri rested her head on his shoulder and allowed herself to be carried toward the castle.
'She is far tamer than I expected after watching that fight.' Charlie mused stepping closer to the stretcher so that Silvenestri could see that Harry was breathing. 'Still, some of that docility could be because she is just too tired and afraid for Harry to fight with me.'
Silvenestri raised her head and stared at Charlie for a long moment and then looked down at Harry. She would have to place her trust in the human she did not know but he had helped her so far and even though it did hurt she knew as he had worked on her that he was helping and the pain could not be avoided. She looked down at Harry aware that the human carrying her was talking to Professor Dumbledore and for the briefest of moments she found herself staring into Harry's green eyes. It was only for a bare second but in that moment, un witnessed by anyone else they exchanged glances and Harry's eyes closed once again.
"Yes Ron, Hermione is apart of this group and has been from the start of the year. Will you please keep your eyeballs in their sockets and stop imitating a gold fish." Ginny turned from Ron to Tonks. "We have all gathered at Rowena's rooms. The others are already dealing with injures taken during the fight." Ginny sighed and glanced at Charlie who was gently stroking the little girl's silver hair. 'You better look after her Charlie or Harry will kill you. You are taking this far better than I thought you would… and I don't understand why she trusts you so readily.'
"Who else out of my friends are members of this group?" Ron demanded following after Tonks as she directed the stretcher off the battlefield and into Hogwarts grounds. He glared at Harry upset that so much had been going on and he had been oblivious to it.
"Tonks and Hermione are in joint command positions, my seconds." Harry murmured, forcing his eyes open. "Professor McGonagall and Hagrid have the third command positions and Ginny is the newest member of the new Dragon Host."
Harry focused his gaze with difficulty on the small bloodied and burned figure wrapped in Charlie's arms. When he tried to move his head pain lanced through him, stilling any thoughts of movement. / Damn that is so going to leave a scar. / He thought. / Tonks will have to get use to it but I'm sure she won't mind. /
Silvenestri raised her head slightly from the broad shoulder that really felt rather comfortable to her aching body and gave a little giggle at the private comment from Harry and then lowered her head back onto Charlie's shoulder letting her eyes half close.
/ Don't you laugh, Little Missy. Now behave yourself with Charlie and let him deal with any wounds. He knows his work and I… I think we can trust him. He'll at least be able to make you comfortable and I'll finish the rest of the healing after I'm allowed to move again. /
Silvenestri gave another little giggle at the comment from her wing mate. She was enjoying the sight of Tonks draping herself all over Harry after realizing he was aware once again.
"Harry!" Tonks crooned and gave him a quick hug, smoothed his hair and pushed gently against his good shoulder when he tried to get up. "No you don't Mister. You are going to be put to bed and you will be staying in bed until I say you can get up."
Harry looked up at her and with a cheeky smile on his face, "Yes mum what every you say mum."
Tonks humphed and hit him on his good side gently. They were approaching Hogwarts main doors now and her hair changed rapidly to the same shade as that of Harry's mothers and her eyes changed as she glared at him to mirror his mother's eyes.
"Really Harry. You don't say that sort of thing to the person you have been sleeping with for nearly a year, young man." She smiled at him sweetly and waggled a finger before his face.
Harry looked decidedly sick at the new look and groaned loud enough for everyone to hear. "Don't ever say something like that again with that face on. It's just too… too odd… for that sort of talk."
They were all laughing as they entered Hogwarts and made their way through the castle and Tonks with a satisfied smirk shifted back to her more normal look. They were still chuckling when Albus looked up to see Rowena hovering at the opened door to her chambers.
Albus shook his head at the playful banter going on between the two lovers, thinking back to the last couple that had behaved in such a manner at Hogwarts. His smile grew wider as he thought of Lily and James and he thought it rather appropriate that their son should end up with a woman who was just as head strong as Lily.
The main room of the suite of rooms had been altered to fit five beds and some chairs next to them and a section of the room had been magically enlarged to provide enough room for Silvenestri to nest down and heal. Tonks immediately directed Harry's stretcher over to one of the beds next to the one where Hermione lay sleeping. Hermione had expended so much magical energy through the battle that she had collapsed and Minerva was seated by the fire next to the enlarged area where Silvenestri was to lie and was sipping at a steaming cup of herbal tea.
The dragon child uttered a soft growl, fairly leaping out of Charlie's arms. He had been aware for the last part of the walk through the castle that the little girl was trembling more and more violently and that her body weight had been steadily increasing and he had known that she could not long be able to hold her human form. He was far from surprised when she launched herself out of his arms and transformed mid air to land on the floor in the prepared place with a dull thud and rumbling groan.
"Remove his armor, My Dear and sponge the wounds clean as best you can. I shall summon Madame Pomfrey." Rowena advised Tonks and vanished.
Ron looked anxiously at Hermione looking for any signs of physical wounds and finding none he looked to Harry who was sitting up in his bed while Ginny continued to peel off the damaged armor and Tonks fetched cool clean water and a small pot of herbal ointment.
"So how long before you would have told me about this group you started?" He scowled and settled himself in the chair next to Hermione, wincing as in her sleep Hermione rolled in her sleep to turn her back to him.
Harry grunted softly as the last of the armor and the burned undershirt was removed, presenting the full damage done to his chest and side to those who watched.
"I was planning on saying something to those who needed to know on the last day of the school year since there are places I have to go and no…" He looked to Dumbledore who arched an eyebrow enquiringly. "It is not Number 4."
The Headmaster grinned wickedly and winked. "And where might you be staying this summer Harry, if I might ask?"
Dumbledore nodded briefly to Rowena as she appeared through the door which opened behind her to admit Madam Pomfrey. The school nurse's normally pristine white robes were stained with blood and earth from her work outside the castle in treating the injured. With a 'tut' marking her thoughts of the entire affair the nurse hurried to Harry's side, inspecting the wounds with cool professional eyes.
Harry sighed softly and looked at Tonks. She shrugged slightly, deferring to Madam Pomfrey's expertise as the nurse efficiently showed her a better way of bathing the wounds clean. His eyes moved on to the other members of his dragon host.
"Well, I was hoping that some of my other members would be willing to accompany me on a little journey. I have a city to check out. I need to make sure it is above sea level and if it is not I need to devise a way of getting it above sea level." He hissed as Tonks rested the cloth against a particular deep area of burn.
"Sorry. I'll go with you to find the city." Tonks said and when Madam Pomfrey lightly touched her shoulder she was quick to give way to the nurse who had a potion bottle in one hand and discarded the soiled water basin quickly.
"And me." Hagrid paused in the doorway his silver coat stained with blood and then he proceeded to stomp over to Charlie who was tending to Silvenestri. "We found that Fireball, Charlie. Managed to stop the bleeding but I don't think the beast will survive. He's bad hurt he is."
Harry realized that Hagrid must have been helping the other Dragon Tamers with the wounded beasts and he was sorry that he had needed to hurt the dragons. He was angry with the beasts riders who had controlled their mounts through magic and had no care for the dragons well being. From the look of it Hagrid was just as angry as he himself was only it looked far more impressive on the half giant.
"Thank you, both of you. If anyone else wishes to join us then this is your chance to step forward." Harry sighed softly as he lay down under Madam Pomfrey's direction and allowed her to fuss over the last of his burns before she moved to slap Ron out of the way and examine Hermione.
"An ocean cruise would do you all the world of good. If you like I shall arrange for the boat tickets for you. Just let me know how many will be going." Dumbledore was seated next to Minerva himself sipping at herbal tea while watching Charlie working on Silvenestri. At the looks directed at him, all marked by confusion, disbelief and curiosity the headmaster shrugged. "Well Voldemort wouldn't think to look for Harry on Muggle transport now would he?" He was rather pleased when only Ron, Charlie, Kingley and Madam Pomfrey flinched at the name. No one gasped in horror or outrage and he nodded to himself, pleased. 'Harry must have the others trained to speak his name without the usual horror. That is good.'
A low rumble of disapproval filled the room and all eyes turned to the dragon wondering what Charlie had done to get a rise out of her but they found Silvenestri glaring at them, not Charlie. "Why can't he fly with me?" Silvenestri demanded and then hissed angling her head to watch as Charlie pulled melted scales away from more healthy scales along her flank.
"Well, it is a very long flight and you would only be able to take up to three people. I think we may have at least four in the party and Hagrid does weigh rather more then the rest of us put together." Harry reasoned and watched as Hermione stirred under Madam Pomfrey's ministrations. "I don't think that Voldemort would think to check out every boat for me and he should not know that I will be going North anyway. Like Albus says it would be safer. I would expect Voldemort to monitor every fireplace and apparating point around the world to spot me, not monitor Muggle means of transportation."
"You won't be flying anywhere until we check out your wings." Charlie muttered to the dragon as he peered at a particularly nasty looking wound near the wing joint high on her back. "Flying too soon may cripple you and you would not be happy grounded for life, now would you?"
Silvenestri rumbled but subsided, sniffing her disgust but at Harry's look she settled. She was in pain and just about every part of her body screamed with that distress. No doubt when she felt better they could return to this conversation and she would show the humans how resilient silver dragons were.
Minerva sighed and looked up from her cup of tea. Her voice was soft and even when she met the Headmasters eyes and then she looked at Harry. "I would like to go too if that's alright?"
"Of course you can come with us Professor. I would be honored to have you accompany us." Movement near him drew his attention and he found himself looking into Hermione's eyes. "Hermione do you want to came with me to Norway to find the city of the Forgotten?" Harry thought that she looked a little drunk.
At Hermione's confused look Madam Pomfrey tapped her on the shoulder lightly. "Not now, silly girl."
'I need to augment the lessons on conserving energy I think.' Harry mused.
Hermione finally seemed to realize where they were and with a glance at Harry nodded her agreement to go on the journey and fell back on the bed. Staring at the ceiling she sighed and muttered about improving her magical strength only to have Dumbledore chuckle.
"It is your stamina not strength that needs work, my dear."
Harry nodded agreement, understanding the difference between the two.
Ginny entered the room straightening the school robes she had taken the opportunity to change into. "Harry, can I come too?"
"I don't see why not. You both had better see your mum's about it though. With Professor McGonagall along I doubt they will object." Harry yawned, the easing of his pain allowing the exhaustion to start overtaking him. 'Sleep would be good… Where's my favorite night toy?' He thought reaching around and pulling Tonks closer he snuggled his head into her side. 'There she is.'
Tonks gave a little sigh and shook her head, settling more comfortably next to Harry and letting his head rest in her lap. Gently she ran her fingers through his hair, wrinkling her nose at the smell of dragon fire that clung to him and began humming a song to help him sleep as she did every night he came to her.
Ginny was all smiles until she and Hermione noticed Ron looking at his sister with an odd assessment in his gaze. "What is it Ron?" She scowled at him, her hands moving to her hips and that little frown springing to life making her look a lot like her mother.
"I don't think Mum would let you go that far unless she or Dad went with you." He said, knowing from past instances how stubborn Mrs. Weasley could be. He was wondering how he might be able to keep Hermione from going on what was certain to be a dangerous trip. 'They have no idea what could be waiting for them in this forgotten city or even if it exists at all. Why should they risk their lives for something that probably isn't there?'
"Mrs. Granger might object too but as far as I'm concerned they all can come." Harry muttered from the warmth of his bed, eyes still shut.
Tonks was singing softly to him and then thanking Albus when the Headmaster passed her a cloth wet with herbal solution. Tenderly she dabbed at his burns, further numbing the pain and allowing him to drift off to sleep.
Ron sighed softly, looked at Harry and then at the hulking form of the dragon his brother was tending to. Shaking his head slightly he left the room. He had better figure a way of telling his mother about the events of the day without having her go into super worry mode. He would leave Harry and the others to plan the trip to Norway and decide who would be going.
Silvenestri growled low in her throat and the growl slowly and gradually graduated into a rumbling purr. Charlie chuckled softly as he asked Madam Pomfrey for some herbal solutions that he thought might go better with the worst of her wounds. Once he got her pain levels lowered she would quickly enough settle to sleep.
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5th April 1997 6:11 PM A.D
"Damn, why me?"
Tonks hung over the toilet bowl, her stomach roiling. For nearing two months now this had been happening. With a low moan she settled herself near the sink and decided that she had finished for now. If she was careful there would be no return to the delights of worshiping the porcelain god.
"I lead a good life. I'm not into Muggle drugs or wand sniffing. Why the hell am I throwing up every morning?" she dared not move just yet. Not until she was certain she would not repeat the performance.
After a few minutes in which her stomach decided it was going to behave Tonks slowly climbed to her feet and looked at herself in the mirror. Once again she found herself looking at her normal face, the morphing seemed to have come unstuck after each of the episodes of vomiting.
"Why am I sick every morning lately? It's almost like I'm…" Her thought processed rebelled at the very idea but slowly the wheels of thought began to turn again. Was it possible? No, surely not. That simply couldn't be possible. "We used ever form of protection we could get our hands on." She glared at her reflection and then stomped very ungracefully to her room to find Minerva waiting for her.
"Are you alright Tonks?" the professor was watching her carefully. "You were in there for quite a while." Minerva walked over to her and directed her to a chair nearby.
"I'm fine." Tonks' voice was husky with the after effects of her morning illness. "Have you seen Harry and Silvenestri? How is she this morning?" Tonks asked concerned.
The dragon had healed slowly, even with Harry helping Charlie care for her injuries using magic. It was now two months since the battle and she despaired Silvenestri would heal despite Charlie and Harry's assurances. The dragon had taken deep burn damage and strained her wings trying to control their landing and those were injuries that required time to heal.
'She was the most severely injured of us all. I know she needs time but I thought they would have allowed her to fly by now. Charlie still says it's too soon and Harry has not contradicted him.' She mused.
"Silvenestri seems to be making fine progress. She was moving around more when I was there earlier this morning and complaining to Harry about the restrictions Charlie placed over her. Harry in no uncertain terms told her to follow Charlie's schedule as he did not want her wounds to reopen and if she placed too great a strain on the new skin the scales beginning to form might be deformed and need to be pulled. He knows exactly what to say to shut up a whining dragon." Minerva grinned. "I don't know if there really is any danger of that happening as the wounds seem well healed over but it settled her." Minerva commented as she produced some tea and sandwiches for them both for breakfast.
Tonks looked faintly green at the sight of the food and with a muttered curse was running for the bathroom and for another session of worshiping the god. Minerva sighed, looked at the food and waited for Tonks to return, noting the paleness of the woman when she did.
"Tonks, My Dear, are you're sure you're all right?" She murmured helping the younger woman to her chair again. "Perhaps we should have Madam Pomfrey take a look at you?"
"I'm fine." Tonks whispered. "Fine. It was just the smell of food got to me for a minute, that's all. Stomach bug."
The Professor studied her for a moment and nodded, a speculative twinkle in her eye as she poured herbal tea and offered Tonks the cup.
Tonks sighed and nodded by way of a thank you and sipped the tea carefully. It seemed that the herbal brew was the only think that settled her stomach these days. "So how are thing coming along with the plans for the summer?" She attempted to change the topic.
Minerva looked at Tonks with narrowed eyes but decided to allow the subject change, for the moment at least. "Our plans are progressing well. We have Ginny, Hermione, Mrs. Weasley, Hagrid and Mrs. and Mr. Granger coming with us. With you, me and Harry that makes nine. Ten with Silvenestri accompanying us as she insists she will be well enough to travel."
Tonks nodded and took another sip of her drink while trying to work out what was wrong with her. It could not possibly be the unthinkable thought and perhaps she should consider taking the professor into her confidence.
After leaving Tonks to her herbal tea and belated breakfast Minerva headed to the hospital wing intent on checking Tonks' file and the date of her last full physical. Perhaps she should have a talk to Madam Pomfrey as well.
Following breakfast Tonks made her way to the seventh floor intending to see how Silvenestri was doing while Harry and the others were in classes. Being somewhat distracted she ran into Mrs. Weasley who with some quick footwork and display of good reflexes managed to right herself and stop Tonks from falling over. Mrs. Weasley was at Hogwarts to assist in planning the trip to Norway and she was enjoying herself immensely as she was looking forward to spending time with her youngest child. It would be just Mrs. Weasley and Ginny going of the Weasley clan as she had told Ron in a rather tongue in cheek manner that he would need to keep his father in line while she was gone.
"Good morning, Tonks." She said giving her the usual cold morning glare. Mrs. Weasley did not quite approve of the nature of her relationship with Harry at their young age and she certainly did not approve of the entire school knowing that they were sleeping together but she tended to forget the cold looks a few minutes after they met. "Where are you off to?"
"I'm on the way to see how Silvenestri is doing today." Tonks returned ignoring the disapproval that she knew would last only until Molly was distracted again. Molly Weasley would allow Harry to lead his own life and not try to control him despite her looking on Harry as another son. For that Tonks could not love the woman enough.
"If it's ok with you Tonks, can I come? I'd like to see the living symbol of the Dragon host that has Charlie grinning stupidly and more determined than ever to work with Dragons." Molly followed Tonks up the stairs and tried to work out why Harry had started to date Tonks and not someone like Ginny or Hermione whom she would have thought would have been more attractive to him.
"I don't mind and I think Silvenestri would like to meet you now that you will not be trying to take her from Harry." Tonks looked over her shoulder at Molly a small smile revealing her amusement.
Molly hrumphed but smiled behind the girls back. When he had been able to the first thing that Harry had done was to apologize for the necessity of his actions and then remove the memory charms he had placed on certain people. Molly suppressed a shiver at the memory of that first meeting with the silver dragon, that innocent pretty little girl.
Tonks was also thinking of that day and how surprised she had been when Charlie had not blown up at Harry for casting the spell on him not once but twice. It seemed that Charlie could forgive just about anything where a Dragon's best interests were concerned and he had even gone so far as to say that he would have done the same thing to protect the ones he cared for.
They're reached the room of requirements quickly and entered to be almost blinded by the bright sunlight hitting after the semi darkness of the hallway. They had moved Silvenestri here when Charlie and Harry had mutually decided she was well enough to make the journey. The dragon's constant moans for the warm beach had been ignored until Charlie had decided her wounds were sealed and she was sensible enough not to tempt fate by going for a swim in the salt water or to try flying before she was ready. Since Harry had concurred with Charlie's judgment Silvenestri had done little more than grumble and follow his instructions.
The dragon had recently enjoyed her first salt water bath under the combined ministrations of both Charlie and Harry. There was rather a lot of dragon to scrub and the pair had thoroughly enjoyed a water fight with the great beast in the process. Now, gleaming silver once again shone from her hide and her wounds were hidden by her wings extended out over the warm sands to gather in the warmth of the sun. Silvenestri looked magnificent.
"She is such a pretty thing." Molly murmured.
Silvenestri looked up at that to see who had come to visit and gave a demure nod to Tonks and Molly. She had been reminded of her dragon dignity by the way Charlie had treated her over the past couple of months and Harry laughingly said she was turning into a snob and that she should loosen up.
"Hello Tonks, Molly. How have you both been lately?" She used her most gentle voice as she lowered her head back to the sand of the beach.
"Quite well, love. How are you doing with out fresh kills to help heal you?" Tonks asked walking away from the door and taking a seat next to the still more gray than silver dragon. 'She really needs something fresh and uncooked not all the cooked meals the house elves are giving her. I'll have to take Harry and Charlie to task over her diet.'
Silvenestri raised her head slightly from the sands to watch Molly who was still standing by the door and making no move to approach her. The woman looked extremely nervous. "You can come in Molly. I won't bite. Please come in, have a seat and enjoy the sunshine with me. I am healing quite well Tonks and I am being fed raw meat and quite fresh kills too. I would probably do a little better if the first year students would stop trying to enter the room to gawk at me every chance they get."
Molly drew a deep breath and bravely walked over to sit in the sand next to Tonks who was giggling at the way Silvenestri described the first years looking at her. Molly took the moment to look around the lovely beach and noticed a lean-too set under some palm trees to one side. A cluster of school books were scattered around the place and a suit of silver armour leaned against one of the trees. Tonks noted the armour and the signs of resent repairs to it.
"Tonks? Who has been staying here?" Molly asked turning back to find the jewel eyes of the dragon closed as she enjoyed a snooze in the sun.
"Harry I would say by all the books." Tonks returned and with a soft moan of pleasure lay back on the sand and laughed softly when Molly, after quickly looking around to make certain they were alone, snuggled herself down and enjoyed the tropical heat. It was so hard to believe that they were actually in Hogwarts. Again and again Molly's gaze went to the lean-too until with a huff she gave up and with mutters about untidy beaches she went to tackle cleaning up the area. Tonks chuckled and watched her as she worked, unable to stir herself to help Molly.
Molly hummed softly to herself, quite happily cleaning the lean too until she happened to look back. Tonks had disrobed and was sleepily working on her sun tan. Molly studied her for a long while, noting the thickening of the girl's middle and recalling the comments made about Tonks being sick in the morning recently. Molly hummed softly to herself and sighed.
"Tonks, dear, don't take this the wrong way, but are you eating properly? I mean you are getting a little large around the middle from my angle." She walked over to Tonks and sat next to her.
Tonks gasped and looked down at herself, wishing she had never taken off her robes. "How can I be putting on weight? I mean I've been throwing up every morning for the past two months." Tonks considered her figure and thought that maybe, just maybe there was perhaps a little expansion there. If she had kept her robes on Molly would not have noticed and she herself would not have had to admit that she was gaining at least a little weight.
Molly arched an eyebrow at Tonks and hmmed again. Tonks sighed and stretched back out on the warm sand ignoring the older woman's look. With a soft sigh Molly opened her mouth to say something when Silvenestri heaved herself to her feet and stretched out her wings taking time to stretch slowly and thoroughly. Molly backed quickly at the size of the gaping maw that opened in a profound yawn displaying wand sized fangs
"That's sooooooooo much better." The dragon sighed and arching her back she proceeded to stretch first her legs one at the time, then her neck and arched her back until it cracked and then flapped her wings vigorously.
With howls of protest Tonks and Molly scrambled to get out of the way for the sand shower they were subjected to.
"What is the matter with you? Warm sand is just heaven sliding over your scales. It cleans away all the little bugs that can be so annoying." Silvenestri folded her wings neatly to her back. "I told them my wings were fine to use. Now all I have to do is convince them to allow me to get out of here and return to the forest." Silvenestri eyed both glaring women innocently. "Tonks I don't think you are fat but you are gaining just a little weight."
Tonks sniffed, brushing the sand from her hair but looked up at the dragon she though of as a younger sister and smiled. "Thanks. I just hope no one else thinks I'm a little larger." She paused and looked over at Molly who was watching her with a serious expression. "I think I'll have to go for some extra runs around the lake. The added exercise will get rid of any extra weight."
Molly arched an eyebrow and sighed. "If you were getting fat it probably would help." She responded. "Now tell me, have you been eating more frequently and perhaps a little more than usual… and possibly a few things you normally would thing of as rather… not exactly to your taste? Or has it been just throwing up in the morning Tonks?"
Tonks stared at Molly, thinking about her past eating habits while Silvenestri looked herself over and blew excess sand out of the scales over her leg where the scar tissue was still uncovered by scales, annoyed that the sand was irritating the scar. The dragon gave herself a good shake that had Molly and Tonks backing away yet again and then began to blur into the change.
"Well now that you mention it I have been eating perhaps just a bit more than normal. And some of the food I didn't like before I rather like now. Why?"
Silvenestri, now in her human form skipped up to her, smiling brightly at Molly and reached out to brush the sand from Tonks' skin. "Please can I hunt? I need something really fresh."
"I see." Molly sighed shaking her head slightly. "Come on. Let us see if we can smuggle Silvenestri out into the woods." Molly offered a hand to Silvenestri and her other hand to Tonks and gently pulled them toward the door.
Since it was the change of classes they needed to proceed with caution in avoiding the students who were fascinated by the dragon and it was almost an hour before they managed to escape the castle unseen. Once they entered the Forbidden Forest Silvenestri changed back to her true form and after promising to do all of her hunting from ground level and not to take flight and test Harry's displeasure by trying out her wings she headed out to find some unfortunate animal to have for lunch.
Tonks brought Molly to the clearing fronting Harry's cave and Molly looked around the clearing and in the cave. There were still some old scrolls inside but otherwise the clearing and cave was abandoned.
"Did Harry really live in this cave for over a year?" Molly asked when they settled outside of the cave to wait for Silvenestri to return.
"Yes. He lived here for two years and before he settled here he lived on the road for a year and at another cave for about three years before coming to this place." Tonks looked around the forest thinking about the tales Harry had told her of his travels in the past.
Molly sighed and nodded wishing that the boy could have led something approaching a normal life. She looked up when Silvenestri's huge form emerged silently from the forest a deer clamped securely between her jaws. How did such a huge beast manage to move so silently?
"I see you had some luck." Tonks rose to her feet and quickly headed into the cave to let Silvenestri eat. "You might want to join me Molly. It's not very pretty when she eats."
Silvenestri growled around the corpse and then dropped it. "There is nothing wrong with my eating habits. I'm quick and neat and I don't play with my food." She dropped herself immediately to a crouch over the kill and tore off a haunch with bloodied teeth.
Molly's eyes widened and she followed Tonks quickly into the cave.
Silvenestri growled softly around the dangling leg of the deer. "Humans." With a hum of pleasure she sucked the blood from the leg.
Inside the cave was just as dark and damp as it had been a short time before but Molly decided it certainly had its good points. Tonks was seated on one of the rocks that dotted the floor looking over one of the old scrolls while keeping an ear out for Silvenestri to finish her meal.
Molly sat near the cave mouth waiting and watching Tonks in the poor light, thinking. 'Throwing up in the mornings, eating things she normally does not like and eating more when she can keep it down… I know what that sounds like but how to get her to see Madam Pomfrey? She should be suspicious herself but she doesn't look to be concerned.' She looked over at Tonks noting that her robe did hide the extra weight.
A few minutes later both women were lost in their own little worlds of thought until Silvenestri's head blocked the cave mouth and she burped a very meaty smelling burp.
"I'm finished. Can we go find Harry and let him know that I'm fine now? I want to fly again." Her face as always was meticulously cleaned of the evidence of her feast and she was absently sucking the last of the blood from her claws. Her starlight eyes were shining with new light now that she had enjoyed a fresh kill.
Tonks started and looked up at Silvenestri. "Oh. That was quick dear. Sounds like a good idea but I think he is in D.A.D.A right now. We may have to wait until after the class."
She exited the cave with Molly right behind her and the dragon belched again, prompting Molly to give her a glare.
"Belching is fine but do put your claw in front of your face when you do it and be sure to say 'excuse me', Dear."
Silvenestri blinked, staring at the short human for a long moment before meekly nodding and whispering, to Tonks' amusement a quick 'excuse me.'
The dragon glided sinuously through the forest and just before they left the cover of the trees Silvenestri changed back into her human form. No sooner had they left the forest than they found themselves confronted by an intent looking Minerva McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey.
"Ah there you are Tonks." Minerva murmured. "I would like you to have a check up please before we get interrupted. Won't take long at all and then you can go about your business."
"But I told you this morning I was fine." Tonks protested. "Why the sudden check up?" Tonks glanced at Molly who was carefully blank faced and Silvenestri who blinked at her and smiled her little girl smile. 'Merlin I have a little stomach flu and everyone thinks I'm dieing or something.'
"Well it has been a year since your last check up and as you know Auror's are supposed to be checked every six months. Madam Pomfey is free just now and you don't look too busy to me. Now would be best." Minerva returned and nodded a greeting to Molly and Silvenestri and smiled.
'Ah, so I'm not the only one suspicious. Good for you Minerva. She wouldn't have gone near the infirmary if you didn't come up with something like that.' Molly thought returning Minerva's nod.
'Is Tonks sick? She doesn't look sick but why would they be concerned if she wasn't? I think she looks fine and that's all that matters.' Silvenestri watched the subtle body language of the people surrounding her with great interest. Humans really were strange creatures.
"Oh, alright if I have to. I am telling you that I'm fine and as fit as I can be." Tonks sighed in defeat and allowed herself to be led into the castle and up to the Hospital wing where one corner was already curtained off waiting for her. 'Well at least its going to be private and I don't have to have anybody who just waltzes through gawking at me.'
Tonks walked into the curtained nook and sat up on the bed waiting for Madam Pomfrey who was fetching a number of potions that would allow her wand to function through Tonks Metamorphmagus's ability no matter how may times she changed form during the examination. Tonks was quite use to having to drink potions before a physical and eyed the evil looking purple potion in a shot glass with distaste.
"Come now Tonks drink up. We've done this before and we can be finished in under a half-hour if you stop looking as if it will bite you." Madam Pomfrey chirped and handed the short glass to Tonks.
"I hate this stuff." The low growl was almost worthy of Silvenestri but Tonks downed the potion in one gulp making a face at the rotten eggs taste and the oily slide down her throat. 'There is an upside to my ability and a down side and that certainly is one of the down sides. I know Auror's have to drink it but I'm sure I am given a double dose.'
Madam Pomfrey nodded her approval then pulled out her wand and whispering a quick incantation she run the wand up and down Tonks's body. The tip of the wand began to glow the usual blood red showing her blood pressure and Madame Pomfrey pursed her lips slightly.
"Blood pressure is a little elevated but nothing to worry about. For you that is quite normal."
Next the tip developed a light blue glow which caused the nurse to nod, pleased that there was no damage to her nervous system. 'Well that's good considering the affairs of the past few months. No damage has been taken since her last physical.'
Her heart and brain activity was scanned next resulting in a steady blue green glow indicating that all was normal. Her muscle capacity and density revealed that she was a little out of shape since her last check up and Madam Pomfrey was quick to note that on her chart.
'Well at least when they are in the barracks they have that morning exercise regime to follow. Obviously Tonks has been remiss in keeping up her routine.'
Tonks was bored watching the wand move over her. Only the wielder could see the changing colour spectrum but from the nurses reaction she knew all was as she had expected, quite normal. She watched the nurse move the wand over her lower body and stifled a yawn.
Madam Pomfrey looked at her wand for a moment and then wafted the device over Tonks again, from head to foot repeating the scans then lifted her eyes to meet the Auror's.
"When did we last have our monthly, then?" Madam Pomfrey asked looking at the pink wand tip and knowing that she alone could see the colour change.
Tonks considered the question while her eyes shifted to Harry's green but her hair style and colour remained the same. 'I hate the personal questions. Sometimes I could just knock their teeth out and tell them it's none of their business.' "Why do you ask?" Her annoyance was obvious in the tone of her voice.
"We have this argument every time and I since I am the registered nurse here I always win, Nymphadora Tonks. Answer the question." Madam Pomfrey waved the wand at her and glared.
'It is possible. A great many of my birth control potions have vanished over the last few months.' Potions designed to suppress the fertility of both male and female alike. The entire school knew what Harry and Tonks were up to and she had few illusions as to who was making free with the contents of her cupboards.
"Well if you must know it was just a few… ahm. A month… wait a minute… I think it was… About three months ago." Tonks blushed as she thought back to her last menstrual cycle and eyed the nurse warily. "I hadn't realized it was that long. Is there a… problem?"
"Well that depends how you define the word problem." Madam Pomfrey sniffed. "I'll be back in a few minutes." Ignoring the women waiting on her Madam Pomfrey hurried from the room. 'If it's what I think it is and they have been using contraception potions I had better take a look at the last batch of potions. They arrived about nine or ten weeks ago. If they are faulty…!'
"Something's wrong with my internal biological clock?" Tonks watched Madam Pomfrey disappear through the door and exchanged looks with Molly and Minerva. 'I might not want children right now but I would like to have some in a few years. After we deal with Voldemort and it is safe to bring up children again. I'd like children and not just for myself but for Harry. He needs to know that he could be a good father despite what he says about himself sometimes. I think he'd make a great dad.'
Both Minerva and Molly shrugged and watched the door, waiting. A few minutes later the nurse returned and she looked far from happy.
"Have you been throwing up of a morning? Do you eat things now you hatred before? Do you feel hungry through the night? I notice you have put on a little weight." Madam Pomfrey rapid fired the questions at Tonks and barely waited for her nods of confirmation before firing off the next question. "Right, you are fine physically considering you are pregnant."
Madam Pomfrey went to her potion tray near the bed, chose a deep gray coloured bottle and measured out a small dose before handing it to Tonks. "This will confirm your condition and tell us how far along you are."
Tonks downed the potion and the nurse swished her wand at Tonks with a practiced flick and then watched the wand closely.
'At least this one tasted of apples.' Tonks stared at the wand, seeing nothing different about it though the nurse was staring intently at it. 'I can't be pregnant. We took precautions. Something's wrong, I know it. We took potions. What if I am? I wanted children but… later. What if I am pregnant?'
Madam Pomfrey stared at her wand and the good two inches that now glowed pink.
"Well, congratulations, Tonks. You are two months pregnant, about seven and a half weeks I think to be exact. The child is fine and we are going to need to talk about… your diet…"
Madame Pomfrey stared at the empty bed and turned to watch Tonks run out of the room and sighed. "Guess Harry's going to hear about it very soon." She murmured.
Minerva glanced at Madam Pomfrey and sighed. "Did you see her face?"
The nurse shook her head slightly. "No. What did I miss?"
'Oh dear.' Molly sighed, running in the slip stream of Tonks' passage with Silvenestri right beside her. 'Harry should still be in the D.A.D.A classroom. I think he's in for the surprise of his life.'
Silvenestri was staring at Tonks in awe. She had no idea that Tonks could change herself into something resembling her draconic face. The elongated teeth similar to her own and the pointed elf like ears and even a golden tint to her skin rather like that of Shar and her eyes positively glowed with draconic thoughts. Silvenestri rather liked the look but from the look of Molly Weasley this was not considered a good thing.
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