Harry Potter & the Dragon of Azkaban
"Talking" Thought ""Romanian"" "Dragon"
Declaimer: Don't own HP so if I do say I do, get a shot gun and shoot me.
Chapter 3
Harry awoke in a cage with a start. He looked around half curious, half agitated. He heard some one shout something that he couldn't understand. (A/N: I will translate it even if Harry can't under stand a word they say in Romanian.)
""Hey Charlie he woke up!""
Harry froze when he saw Charlie approach the cage that he was in.
""Good, can you go get some food for him?"" Then he turned to the women next to him. "Teara, are you sure you want to just walk in there with him while he eats?" Harry heard him say in English. He looked at the girl of about 19 with blond hair in a ponytail and hazel blue eyes.
"Yes I am sure. What can be so bad about him?"
"You're probably right but still." He absently leaned against the cage.
And regretted it.
Harry swung his tail against the cage wall, using the impact to send Charlie away.
"He is way too smart for his age." He said. For a second he could have sworn the black dragon smirked at him.
"But you did lean in on him, and you have to remember that leaning in on a dragon is a threatening posture." Thank the deities that this body has instincts on that. Harry thought, as he had felt threatened in more than one way and had come up with the best thing aside from banging his head, claws, side, or mouth into the cage walls, all of which would result in pain that would last far longer then the sting in his tail.
"You and your dragon knowingness. But I guess you are right about that."
"I am always right when it comes to dragons, even if I am new here."
Oh crud. If she is really telling the truth than she will see right through me.
"I think once we get him fed enough we could start him on the mating program." Said Charlie.
"What!" Harry roared. There was no way he was going to be mated to a dragon. Sure they were nice and all but he wasn't ready for kids.
"I think he has some objection to that Charlie."
Just then one of the other keepers showed up.
""The docs want to look at him. They want to see if they can figure out what caused the mutations. They will be by tomorrow.""
With that the three left to go take care of other things.
Man I need to look at myself. He looked around until he saw a small mirror for the more vain dragons. When he saw what he looked like he almost roared in shock. I have four eyes? And how did I get like this anyways? I mean last I checked Hermione said humans can't become magical animals. And yet here I am, in a dragon body. What was this kind called again? Oh yeah the books listed it as an Australian Nightviper. He snarled at the mirror, revealing the fangs that got the breed its name. Yep I'm a Nightviper. Fangs and all. I still want to know why I have four eyes though.
He moved away from the mirror and paced back and forth, flexing body parts now and then until he was familiar with it. After doing so for about fifteen minutes he went over to a corner with hay to sleep on and soon fell asleep.
A/N: R&R please.