A/N: I was inspired to write this due to Evystelle on DeviantArt. So enjoy this short chapter.
He peeled his eyes opened to a caramel sunrise, in the distance sat the skies as they blended in amber and ruby red hues. The heavens this morning poured an atmosphere of tranquility that hugged his shoulders so warm he couldn't help but don a giddy smile. A gentle breeze tasseled his messy brown hair, but a feeble cry was caught in the midst.
Newt turned his head to a boy with starlight hair and alabaster skin. His silver irises subdued Newt's bright green orbs as they acknowledged each other's company. The boy sat at the edge of the building, his legs swung playfully. Newt knew that this was a form of a previous Fafnyr; an innocuous and unsullied child. He wished to appreciate him, so he gaped his lips ajar bnut no words escaped. His voice wasn't even present.
The younger Fafnyr simply shrugged and scrambled to his feet. As he stepped closer to the man whose bewildered face took in the boy's transfiguration, young Fafnyr's obsolete features slowly faded away and was replaced with a funky smile. A few embryonic lumps formed on his head, as well a long, sterling tail materialized on the boy. The tail stretched and curled around Newt's ankles as a sign of longing.
Hello current boy of the present.
Fafnyr grinned and a set of perfect jagged teeth lined his lips, but Newt wasn't unfazed in the slightest. He opened his hands out as the child filled his palms and grew again. This time, as the sun poured in its golden touch, Newt merely blinked for the transfiguration was completed.
That dragon that haunted his footsteps in the hallways, gripped his ankles for moral support, and playfully bucked his head for more attention, perched himself on his hind legs and leaned his head against Newt's forehead.
The final stage has set for the two. A halo of light succumbed their extant predicaments, it was like a lake with no ripples so paradisiacal-nothing could disturb their moment.
Just dream a better dream.