Disclaimer: Yes, I do own Harry Potter and Final Fantasy and live in a big house on my own tropical, no wait that was only in my dream last night TT I can always dream cant I?
This has to be one of the hardest chapters I've EVER had to write. The plant idea is from one of my favourite authors, Piers Anthony.
My spell checker is crap.
When the group woke up to the sun rise, they found themselves covered in a think white blanket of snow. As the wizards watched the suns' colourful rays turn the snow different colours, a strange young dragon came up to the clearing and blow fire onto the snow, melting it into a hot spring. The intense heat quickly caught the wizards' attention, drawing their eyes away from the light show just in time to see a pale pink dragon, about the size of their forearm happily walking back into the cave, smoke still blowing from its mouth and too small wings flapping wildly.
Dumbledore thought it would be a good idea to make use of the hot spring, but while everyone just wanted to hurry up and find out what was in the cave, Dumbledore had the most magic, so what he was in charge. It was a case of him saying Jump and them saying how high. After laying their clothes near the spring to warm up, they slowly relaxed, muscles losing their tenseness, while Black fell back to sleep for a quick nap. Sitting away from every one, Bill started to question his brother.
"Charlie, what was that?" Bill asked his younger brother. A strange gleam entered Dumbledore's blue eyes.
"For the past couple of days, people' been seeing dragons like that, everyone sees something different." The younger red-head nervously replied.
"My boy, why didn't you mention something like this? It could greatly help us" Dumbledore's voice held a tone no one had heard before.
"Guess it slipped my mind." Charlie answered, mentally cheering that Dumbledore hadn't seen his shields. They didn't have anymore time to talk about it because the Unspeakable had started to head to the mouth of the cave, the Ministry worker a few steps behind.
"Are you coming or not?" Tonk asked, not wanting to be left with the strange Unspeakable. Nodding their heads the trio ran too caught up with the group, leaving Black because nothing would wake him, not even spells.
Getting to the cave was harder then they thought it would be. A few steps pass the runes; a flower quickly grew, breaking the thick layer of snow half way between them and the cave. The plant looked like a muggle Fly-trap, but the stem was a deep purple, with black thorns and a neon green flower. The closer they walked, the bigger it grew. After ten steps, the plant was as tall as the Unspeakable, who was the tallest wizard there, standing at 6 foot 3 inches. As they tried to walk towards it, the wizards found it harder and harder to move their bodies. Each step felt like they were moving a ton of stone without the help of magic, even breathing was getting harder. Looking up towards the sky, the wizards noticed how fast the clouds and sun were passing by.
Five steps later, the wizards saw a Hungarian Horntail walk passed them, unaffected by the plant. Looking back to were the dragon came from, Dumbledore noticed three Welsh Green dragons laying in a small clearing they missed when checking the area, watching them with would could be called amusement. It was then that Dumbledore saw what looked like harnesses around each dragon; they looked like they were tame and waiting for someone to ride them.
"Okay, this may sound silly, but why are those dragons wearing those things?" Tonk asked; her hair was a dirty blonde colour showing how uneasy she was.
"Those are called harnesses, muggles use them to ride animals, but I've never seen then on a dragon before. They look like they could hold two people." Charlie replied.
The Unspeakable walked up to the closed Welsh Green and climbed onto its back. In an unspoken agreement, everyone got in pairs and climbed onto a dragon. Bill and Charlie went on the biggest dragon, the Mister worker went with the Unspeakable while, much to Dumbledore's annoyance, he was paired with Tonks on the smallest and by the looks of it slowest dragon. To everyone's shock, the dragons knew what they should be doing. The dragons walked in a straight line, one behind the other, with Dumbledore's dragon at the back. As the dragons passed the runes, again the plant started to grow, bigger and bigger the closer they walked towards it. When the first dragon was next to the strange plant it was over seven foot tall with the head of the flower the size of three dragon eggs. The wizards watched in amazement as the now grey flower head opened, showing off many rows of what looked like sharp teeth. As the last dragon walked passed it, the flower opened wider throwing out white seeds the size of a fist in the area they passed though. The plant continued to do this until they reached the mouth of the cave, where the dragons stopped and laid down, waiting for the wizards to climb off of them.
Slowly, the wizards went to have a closer look at the cave, looking to see if there were any more traps. The light from the late afternoon sun only reached a meter into the cave. The most they could see form where they were standing was that the far left side of the cave-floor was missing. When Dumbledore took a step into the cave, there was a strange twinkling noise. Startled the group turned in time to see their ride back past the time-slowing plant dissolve into a glowing light, only to then fly past them deep into the cave.
"O…Okay…I might not be a dragon expert, but I don't think dragons should do that…right Charlie?" Tonks asked, her face changing to that of a young girl with pink hair.
To Tonks dismay nobody answered her. Dumbledore, Bill, Charlie, the Unspeakable and the Minster worker all went into the cave, leaving Tonks to guard the cave mouth. They soon discovered that the right side of the cave was the only side they could take; the left was nothing but a giant hole that got bigger and bigger the further they walked, leaving them with barely any room to walk. The group walked in silence, no one wanting to admit they were scared; the darkness closed in on them, a thick blanket covering everything, even the sound of their footfalls. Even the most powerful spell couldn't keep the darkness away. After some time the group reached a crossroad; they chose the left tunnel first, making many twist and turns until they reached a dome shaped room. The walls were still uneven rock, with shape points sticking out, looking deadly if you got to close. The only light in the room was from the small glowing spheres that were lazily floating along; they only produced enough light to show a large chest at the back of the room. The chest was nothing like they had ever seen before, a pale wood colour, with no grain marks and a classy design on the lid. The design showed what looked like a humanoid creature which was made form a pale blue material, with a monster made from the same material but a dark red colour opposite it. The chest was free of dust and dirt, but was also empty.
Deciding that they were wasting time, they turned back to where the crossroad was and talk the path that was straight head. This path slowly headed downwards until the path turned into steps, a thin layer of ice covering the stone. After carefully going down around thirty steps, the path led the group to a grand step of wooden doors. Carved into the wood was a giant beast. The beast had its hands poking out of the wood, looking like a large sphere should be there. Ignoring the hands, the wizards tried to open the doors. They tried everything, but nothing would make the doors move an inch. Slowly the group went back to try the last path. Again they were led into a dome shape room; again it was dimly lit by glowing spheres. But instead of a chest, in the centre of the room was a pedestal with a large glowing sphere resting in the middle. Not wanting to waste anymore time, the Unspeakable picked up the sphere and went back the way they came.
"Is it just me, or does that Unspeakable know what he's doing?" Charlie asked his brother in a whisper, not wanting Dumbledore to listen.
"I know what ya mean. But he is an Unspeakable, maybe he's been somewhere like this?"
They quickly caught up with the unspeakable as the turned to walk do the flight of stairs. Within minutes they were back at the door. Gently the Unspeakable put the sphere in the stone hands. The sphere slowly aligned itself in the hands, after that a hissing noise filled the air as the sphere broke in the middle, the pale blue light from inside drifted out, surrounding the doors and the creature on it. As the mist touched the creature, it slowly moved, coming to life before their very eyes.
There, finished. Hope ya all liked it, again sorry for not updating this story in ages.
Tell me what Final Fantasy characters you would like to appear from the next chappie onwards, and I will add them, I love the theory of reincarnation, you can get lots of plot bunnies from that.
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