Chapter 1 – The Adventure Begins

Once again we find our young hero, Harry Potter, lying in his room. But this time, he is not forced there. Harry is mourning for his godfather. Sirius Black was the only real family Harry ever had and now he was gone. Harry only wished he had spent more time with Sirius.

Ever since Harry had arrived "home" from Hogwarts he only left his room for meals and to go to the bathroom. The rest of the time Harry spent quietly mourning his lost godfather. He ignored the Dursley's, and they ignored him. He had received letters from his friends but hadn't read them. They were lying in a pile on his desk. He didn't want to talk to them right now. He just wanted to be left alone, but that was impossible apparently. Harry looked up when he heard a tapping on his window and saw a small, grey owl sitting on the windowsill.

Harry sighed and opened the window to let the tiny bird zoom into the room. Pig immediately dropped a letter into Harry's lap then flew around the room excitedly. Hedwig hooted at the small owl from her cage and stared at it angrily.

"Don't they get it? Two weeks of no answers and they are still trying!" Harry shouted. "Well, I guess I should read this one and write back and tell them I'm fine so they'll leave me alone." He sighed.

Dear Harry,

I know you might be sad about Sirius, but please write back and let us know how you are! Ron and Hermione are going crazy about you. I can't help but worry, but I'm sure your doing ok. You can always write to me, remember that.

In other news here at The Burrow, Ron and Hermione are now going out… I guess. I'm kind of surprised anyone would want to go out with that dunderhead brother of mine. Anyway, mum and dad are also worried about you and would like to know that you are O.K. Please write back Harry!

Love,

Ginny

"Well, at least they care. And since when did Hermione like Ron? I wonder what else is going on in the world." Harry thought, getting mad at the thought of not knowing what was going on. 'Why won't Dumbledore let me get the Prophet?'

"Well, I'll get started on that letter to everyone then." Harry said, grabbing a piece of parchment and his quill. Just as he was about to dip his quill into his ink, he heard a thump on the floor behind him. In no time Harry was facing the object that made the noise had his wand pointed at it. What he saw surprised him. It was pure black, and looked very much like a dragon scale. Harry waited a few minutes before approaching the object. He bent down to get a closer look. He realized that it was a dragon scale, but couldn't figure what breed of dragon it belonged to. Harry thought for a moment then reached out with his wand and carefully tapped to scale. Nothing happened, so he reached down and picked up the scale.

It was a sunny day at The Burrow, but a sad feeling hung in the air around the house. Everyone was sad that Harry wasn't responding to their attempts to make him feel better. Everyone had given up hope on making Harry feel better except Ginny. She was the only one that still held hope of making Harry happier. And at that moment she was in her room writing a letter to him.

"Please Harry, don't give up. We all need you. You are part of this family to us and we won't let you give up." Ginny quietly said to herself while her quill scratched across the letter she was writing to Harry. Ginny heard the sound of her bedroom door open and footsteps coming towards her. She looked up and saw Hermione smiling at her.

"Hey Ginny. Ron and I were just about to go for a walk around the country to get away from all this sadness and we wanted to know if you wanted to come with us." Hermione asked.

"No, but thanks for asking 'Mione." Ginny replied. "I'm just writing a letter to Harry then doing some of my homework."

Ginny saw worry in Hermione's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by happiness. Probably because she and Ron would be alone then. "Alright then, we'll see you later then." Hermione said and left the room. Ginny stared down at the parchment in front of her for a few moments and then started writing again. She finished a few minutes later and walked up to Ron's room to get Pigwidgeon. The small owl hooted excitedly when he saw Ginny with a letter in her hand. She snatched the owl out of the air and tied the letter to his leg.

"Now take this to Harry and be quick." Ginny said. Pig hooted and shot off out the window. Ginny watched as the small owl flew out of sight. She turned and went back to her room. She took out another piece of parchment and a tattered charms book. She sighed and began to read a page of the book, pausing to take notes on her parchment. She continued with this when she heard a small clunk on the floor behind her. She turned around and saw a small red object.

"Now what could this be?" Ginny asked herself as she got up to look at the object. She quickly recognized it as a dragon scale, since she had seen them when Charlie brought them home. 'I wonder what breed of dragon made this scale? I've never seen a dragon with this shade of red before.' Before she could think about what she was doing, she picked the scale up.

Hermione was staring at Ron as he slept. The couple had sat down under a tree alongside a creek. Ron had fallen asleep and Hermione just sat there, thinking about random things. She looked at Ron once again and thought 'Do I really like Ron? Do I want to fall in love with him? Wait! Why am I thinking this? Of course I love Ron… I think.' Hermione quickly looked away so she would stop thinking about that. 'I really hope Harry's alright. I get so worried about him. He's like a brother to me and I don't want him to go away.' Hermione continued to drown herself in her thoughts until she heard a noise in the grass to her right.

Hermione saw a gleaming object in the grass a few feet away from her. She stood up and walked over to it. She saw a brown scale lying in the grass. She looked at it a realized that it was a dragon scale. She tapped it with her wand and when nothing happened, she pressed her wand against the scale. When still nothing happened, she reached down and picked it up.

It was a perfect day to be outside in Chicago. And that's just what three friends were doing. Mary, Zach and John were all riding their bikes to a small park in the city.

Mary was rather tall for a 14 year old girl. Probably 5' 7". She had interesting grey hair, but the grey wasn't that grey hair seen on older people, but something different. It was sleek and actually looked very good. She had an oval like face, framed nicely by her hair. She was thin, but not in an unhealthy way, and she had very long legs. At this moment she was wearing a plain blue t-shirt and slightly baggy jeans. She looked very much the part of a tom-boy.

Zach was an average height, maybe 5' 5", but was very well muscled for a 15 year old teen. He had brown hair, but ever since his mother had let him, he had dyed it blue. He wasn't sure why he had chose blue, but it just seemed right and he had to admit, it looked good. His face was more square-like. He was not thin due to his toned muscles. He had short, but powerful legs. He was wearing a white muscle shirt, but it probably was a size or two too large. He was also wearing jeans, also too large. His family was not well off and Zach had to wear his older brother's outgrown clothes.

John was somewhat short for a 15 year old, probably 5' 3". He looked pretty much average. He had blonde hair, but some would have called it yellow. His hair came down to his shoulder blades and was messy, because it hadn't seen a comb in probably a year. He was wearing a plain red t-shirt and had baggy cargo pants. He looked like if he tried he could be very handsome, but was much too lazy to bother making himself look good.

The trio continued to the park and left their bikes on the bike rack, very discreetly putting notice-me-not charms on the bikes. Yes, these three were wizards, and a little more powerful than others in their grade at Logisten. The American ministry had a much younger age limit on casting magic. Wizards were allowed to use magic outside of school at the age of 13.

They walked into the very back of the park and slipped off the path. The group continued along their own path until the came to a large clump of bushes. They all walked around it, looked around, and then crouched in front of the bush. Mary pointed her wand at the bush and muttered a spell. Part of the bush disappeared and revealed an opening. Zach and John crawled in and were followed by Mary, who turned around and muttered another spell that replaced the missing part of the bush.

"Haven't been here for awhile, looks like it needs some tidying up." John said, looking around what appeared to be a domed room. The three had hollowed out the bush as soon as they could use magic and now used it as they're place to hang out.

"Yeah, let's do it without magic. Maybe we'll find something." Zach said.

"Don't know what we find in a bush, nobody even knows this thing exists." Mary said, looking around as well. "Oh well, let's get started!" And just as she was reaching down to pick up a piece of trash, probably brought in by a bird, three small thuds were heard around the dome room thing.

"Maybe we will find something! Look at this, dragon scales! Zach said. "I wonder how they got here." He said, while reaching down at the one that appeared next to him. It was a deep blue scale.

"I dunno, but I don't think you should touch them. They could have curses on them. John said, standing over a bright yellow scale.

"You would need to be really powerful to put a curse on a dragon scale, besides, who wants to hurt us?" Mary asked, looking at a white one in front of her.

"Yeah, see John, its fine to touch them." Zach said, picking his up.

"I guess." John said, looking skeptical as he picked his up. Mary also picked hers up. She looked up and saw John staring at the spot Zach should have been standing, then John disappeared. The next thing she knew was a rush of cold air and a rough landing on her feet, she lost her balance and before she could see anything, she fell over and hit her head, knocking her unconscious.

So what did you guys think? Does this sound like it could be really good, or just good? Or could it suck? Review please!