The years passed, and Harry became one of the most well-known wizards in the world. Granted, he had been that before he defeated Voldemort, but his fame had only grown. He was now the one to call if someone had a problem, and he was always ready to help. Today was no exception. He was heading to Gringotts to deal with one of the dragons that they were having a problem with. Most of his men had decided not to come with him today; only Ron and Hermione had decided to come with him. Hermione was still trying to convince Harry not to go, but her argument was falling on deaf ears. "Harry, you could be killed."
Harry just flashed her a grin as he fastened his cloak. "Hermione, you say that before we go on very adventure. Come on, I've already battled a dragon. The only difference this time is I'll have you two with me."
Hermione fastened her cloak, but she rolled her eyes. "You just enjoy jumping headfirst into danger, Harry."
"Of course he does, Hermione. His life wouldn't be the same if he wasn't rushing into danger," Ron added as they made their way over to the fireplace.
"Come on, mates, let's go battle this dragon," Harry said as he threw in a handful of floo powder and disappeared into the green flames. Ron and Hermione followed closely behind him.
As the trio tumbled out of the fireplace, they gasped at the sight that met them. The dragon that met them was massive…and quite angry. It was swinging its tail around, crushing pillars and walls, and breathing fire with such intensity that Harry was surprised that it hadn't burned the place down yet. Without so much as a glance at each other, the trio separated with Harry going to the left and Ron and Hermione going to the right. Harry tried to slow the dragon's onslaught with a stunner, but that plan backfired rather quickly. The stunner rebounded and hit a nearby wall, and the dragon just became more enraged. It shot a jet of fire towards Harry that just barely missed him.
"Harry! You can only shoot a dragon in the eye! If you try to shoot it anywhere else, it won't work!" Hermione shouted from where she was hiding.
"Why didn't you tell me this earlier, Hermione?" Harry shouted as another pillar broke due to the dragon's rage.
"Because I thought that you knew!"
"Well, obviously not or I wouldn't have done it!" Harry exclaimed as he shoved his wand into his pocket knowing that it wouldn't be of any use to him. "If either of you two have any suggestions on how to beat this dragon, now would be the time!"
"Harry, the Dragon's weakest point is its neck and its head. You need to somehow get near its head then you can either stun it or throw a cutting curse at it. Personally, I think you should just stun it, so that it can be set free, but you do—"
"Thanks Hermione!" Harry cut her off as he looked around the room for something to help him get near that dragon. Finding a broom that was perched up against one of the walls, Harry decided that he would beat this dragon the same way as he did the other one. After telling Ron and Hermione to distract the dragon, he ran over to the broom. It was an older model, but he knew that it would be of some use. He mounted it and kicked off of the ground.
Noticing his plan, Hermione shot another that spell that would distract the dragon long enough to allow Harry to shoot at it while it was distracted. As soon as the dragon turned its head, Harry pulled out his wand and pointed it at the dragon, shouting out the only spell that came to mind. "Sectumsempra!"
A large gash appeared on the side of the dragon's neck, and the gash began to bleed profusely. Harry, grinning proudly at his latest feat, didn't see the dragon's tail coming right for him. Hitting Harry square in the back, both the dragon and its slayer fell to the ground.
Suddenly, everything became black.
