Chapter 4

A week had passed since Ron and Millie had been kidnapped. Harry, Hermione, Sam, and Holly had made their way out of the forest, and now they were staying with Sam's mother in Eterna City. She was kind enough, and reminded Harry of Mrs. Weasley, and not just because she had screamed and lectured Sam for a half hour for disappearing along with Millie and Holly. However, she had understood when Sam filled her in on what had happened. She even said, "Well, I'm just glad you, Holly, and your new friends are safe. But do rescue Millie and Ron when you get the chance."

Sam's mom had also told them that some pretty shady characters had been seen around Eterna City, and rumor even had it they had set up a base on the very edge of the city. Sam said that had got to be Team Galactic, and it would be likely that Ron and Millie were being held there. So, over the past week Harry, Hermione, Sam, and Holly had been making plans on how to infiltrate the base. Finally, they had decided to strike the very next day. But it was at that moment that Sam's mom had told them to go to bed, and realizing that they needed to be wide awake for the ambush, the quartet relented and each went to his/her own room.

But Harry just sat there on his bed. He was thinking about the war again, and the attack they had planned. It was just like the Ministry, only this time he and Hermione didn't know what to expect. The thought of Ron and Millie drove him on though; he couldn't bear to lose anyone else. He also thought about Hermione, and Hermione…Well, Hermione seemed to have moved beyond the tears, and was as set to this attack as he was.

Finally, after a long while, Harry just lied down and fell asleep.

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Nagini was around his shoulders, hissing lovingly into his ear. He smiled as he stroked the snake's head, twirling his new wand in his other hand. Yes, this time he would be able to crush Potter the next time he and his little friends were caught.

True, he was still angry about Potter's escape a few weeks ago, but his interest was piqued when he had discovered who had helped Potter. What was more, these creatures were apparently the same ones that had appeared in Hogsmeade and took out a few of his Death Eaters. And the power the creatures had shown…

But the creatures were not his main focus right now. His main focus was the two distraught parents in front of him.

Narcissa looked cold as ever, but her eyes were red and puffy, meaning that she had been crying. He was glad that she was smart enough not to burst into tears right in front of him; he hated the sound when he was a child, and he didn't like it now either. Lucius looked no better than his wife.

"Are you sure my Lord?" Narcissa said. "That Draco truly is… gone?"

"Narcissa, I have told you and Lucius many times, and I will say it again. I have attempted to reach Draco multiple times through his Mark, and yet he does not respond. There are only two ways this is possible; one, his Mark has been removed, which can only be done by me. Two, Draco has been…terminated."

Narcissa gasped. "No…" She turned away, burying her face into her husband's shoulder, who just stroked her lightly. It was an embarrassing sight to see. But at least he could turn his mind back to Potter…

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Harry woke up with a gasp. His scar was burning, and he put a hand on it. He had seen Draco's parents through Voldemort's eyes, and truly felt sorry for them. Their son had been missing for a week, and Harry felt responsible, since he did just leave Draco in Veilstone City. And if it were true that Draco was dead… Harry may have hated him, but he didn't want to be a murderer.

Trying not to think about it anymore, Harry fell back into his bed, and soon he was sleeping.

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Back in Veilstone City, someone began to wake up.

Oooo… What happened? Where am I? He thought. It took a while for his eyes to adjust, but he realized that he was in a tank, surrounded by some kind of green liquid. Wires were all over him, and a sudden surge of fear raced through him.

Though the water was murky, he realized that people were around the tank. They were paying no attention to him, and another surge of fear hit him. They did something to me. I need to know what. He banged on the glass, but the people ignored him. This just served to panic him more.

All of a sudden, pain coursed through him like a million hot knives. The liquid around him seemed to heat up and bubble too, making the experience worse. God, he needed get out of there…

Meanwhile, the Galactic scientists and Saturn had noticed that something was happening with their experiment.

"What's going on?!" Saturn shouted.

"I… I don't know sir!" the lead scientist said. "The subject's vitals have spiked, and there's a massive energy surge!"

"Well then DO SOMETHING!"

"We're trying! Oh no… The equipment can't handle the surge! It's going to blow!"

There were multiple explosions, and the people in the lab quickly moved out of harm's way. When the smoke cleared they looked up.

"Oh boy…"

The tank had been all but obliterated, but there was a large, green, serpentine dragon-like creature in front of them. And it definitely did not look happy. "Rayquaza… The experiment worked." One of the scientists said.

Rayquaza roared, then used its Hyper Beam. Everybody managed to get out the beam's way, some just barely. Rayquaza roared again, and flew up through the ceiling, punching through several floors of the Galactic Veilstone Building with almost no effort at all.

Several Grunts had gotten knocked out by the impact. Rayquaza growled, and seeing one of the unconscious Grunts, put a claw on him, ready to do away with the Grunt for the pain it knew Team Galactic had caused it.

No! I'm not a killer… This one thought brought back human control over the beast's mind, and Rayquaza pulled the claw away from the Grunt. It then blasted a hole through a large window, and flew out of the building.

After flying for some time, Rayquaza landed near a river. Then, it started to change, growing smaller as it took a different form.

He didn't make a move at first, and then he went over to a nearby tree and started throwing up. When he was done, he coughed for a bit and wiped his mouth. Feeling thirsty, he took a good long drink out of the river, and for the first time in a long while, took a look at his reflection.

He gasped. He had two long horns on his head, and two smaller ones right below his ears. His eyes now had a yellow tint to them with black near the rims, and his pupils had narrowed a bit. He looked at his hands, and saw that they now had claws on them. Then he realized that he couldn't feel his legs, looked down, and found out why; he had no legs. In their place, a long, green tail with yellow rings across it was there.

Draco put his hands on his face. "God, what's happened to me?"