Harry Potter & the Dragon of Azkaban

"Talking" Thought ""Romanian""

Declaimer: Don't own HP so if I do say I do, get a shot gun and shoot me.

Chapter 2

Unknown to the order Harry was flying high above the clouds some where east of England, having decided to not go there for now. He was still in shock of how he got out of Azkaban, as he didn't expect to get out any time soon, as the other two who had escaped, took over thirteen years to do so.

()Flashback()

He leaned against the wall of his cell, looking out the window. The room was ten feet tall and three feet in between each wall. When he needed to sleep he simply leaned against the wall to the right of the door and a gravity charm would hold him there, though as soon as the sun rose it deactivated, dropping him on the floor. He rarely used it though, as he always had the nightmares courtesy of the dementors.

In at least ten minutes he would be becoming twenty years old if his math was right.

Man even if I know I'm innocent, those nightmares will still drive me insane. Why is it that I had seen the equivalent of a war veteran's horrors before I even turned sixteen? I really need to get out before they drive me insane.

The sound of the grandfather clock al the way down in the court yard far below started to sound. And with it Harry's body started to change.

Finally his body became too large for the cell, and since the barrier that kept him in was not physical, he could not break it and thus went through the outer wall.

Only to plummet down wards. He looked down and inwardly yelled for help as some new instinct kicked in and he opened his wings.

Wait, wings?

As he stopped falling and shot forward away from the prison and the spike filled water. He looked over his shoulder and saw a scale covered body with wings coming from his back as well as a tale trailing out behind him.

He was a dragon of some sort was what he quickly deducted and with that knowledge he took off at high speed toward England.

()End Flashback()

That was near midnight, some seven hours ago. He had caught a few sheep and fed off of them, still not knowing what he looked like beyond his black scales.

A faint roar came to him from far below and again his new instincts kicked in and he dived.

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Charlie Weasley was not having a good day. Not at all. First he finds out that Harry Potter escaped, which meant his mom only wrote in howlers. Second he was told to go check on the Australian Nightviper clan that they had gotten a few years ago. The third thing that made this day not good involved said dragons and his partner. Not that they had attacked, but his partner had just died of a heart attack shortly after finding the hound like dragons.

Now the clan was all around them, wanting to get to the fresh food, though they only scavenged during the day. So he was safe. For now that is.

The dragons all around him were the relative size of a Cerberus and were different shades of grey, ranging from light to dark and dull to metallic. And the biggest one that was dubbed Silver, for his bright shiny coat of silver, was getting ready to fight another nightviper for first bite. Silver let out a bellowing roar as a warning.

Sure Charlie had already sent a signal for help but they were in one of the more secluded areas of the preserve and it would take the spell created signal to get to the closest out post at least thirty minutes.

He saw Silver and the other dragon, Onyx, prepare to charge, when they stopped dead as another roar filled the air and a massive shadow fell from the sky, landing right in between them. And coincidentally right in front of Charlie. He couldn't help but shout.

"What the hell!" He instantly regretted it as the black, yes he wasn't seeing things this nightviper was dark black, an unheard of shade on the nightvipers, looked down at him. He gasped.

It was staring down at him with four emerald green eyes, one set behind the other along the skull.

What is this, some kind of mutation? Nightvipers have two eyes not four and they either have blue, brown, red, yellow, or some mix of the latter three, but never green. And why is this one black? Not even Midnight and Shadow are really black but this one is completely and utterly black!

He saw the left rear eye turn to look sideways and thus did so himself to see Silver charging at the new dragon, which looked to not even be fully grown. Just before Silver struck, though, the new dragon's tail swung out and hit him in the face, then on the back swing catch him in the legs.

How would a dragon that young know how to do that move.

As Silver hit the ground there were several pops and twenty Dragon Keepers appeared on the scene. The saw the dragon before Charlie and started firing off weight spells and stunners. It reared back and started to take off even after each keeper had shot at least one weight spell and stunner. Finally it came down after it got a good meter off the ground, and landed with a thunderous boom. Charlie had gotten out from in front of it when it had reared, and was now standing in front of the other keepers.

They quickly warded off the other nightvipers and moved in around the new comer.

""Where did this one come from Charlie?"" Shouted one of the keepers that he knew.

""I don't know. He just came out the sky and landed in front of me."" He replied.

""Look he is totally black. No nightviper has completely black hide."" Called another.

""They also don't have four green eyes."" He received gasps and unbelieving looks. Silence.

""Look how skinny this guy is. He is a him right? Yep there're the ridges."" Called out a female keeper Charlie knew by the name of Tara. She was still a little new and had her name on the list for taking care of the nightviper clan like Charlie. ""Poor thing. Looks like he only just had a good meal an hour ago.""

""Only you would be worried about a dragon like that. Don't tell me you want to raise him to good health personally?"" Called a keeper. It seemed that Tara had been around Hagrid a lot before coming here. She had the same ignorance towards deadly animals, thinking of them as just being oversized babies. Just like Hagrid thought a Cerberus could be named Fluffy and a giant spider kept as a pet. She vaguely reminded him of his sister.

A/N: Yes I know dragon Animagus has been done, but I really like the idea. Besides it ties in later. R&R please.