Harry Potter & the Dragon of Azkaban

"Talking" Thought ""Romanian"" "Dragon" Written

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

Chapter 4

Dumbledore called a meeting that night again. This time he called every order member he had, including Charlie and Bill as well as a few others who worked in similar areas.

"Has anyone seen anything out of the ordinary?" He said as the starter of the meeting.

Charlie and several other keepers stood up.

"Yes Charlie."

"Today we got a new nightviper, and before anyone says that is a normal thing, this one had four eyes."

Hermione stood up. "But nightvipers don't have four eyes. They have two."

"That is why we find it strange." Said one of the other keepers.

"Not to mention that he is young, malnourished, and completely black, as well as wise for his age."

"That and it took almost twenty weight spells and stunners to finally take him out. No dragon in his condition could last that long."

Hermione, being the only one to really know about the type of dragon aside from Albus and the keepers, had a raised eyebrow.

"Thank you for reporting it. But I doubt that it involves any of us directly."

"But could it be Potter in an animegus form? I know he didn't go down easily before Azkaban." Blurted Ron.

"Ron humans don't have the power to become a magical animal, let alone a dragon of any kind. Aside from the unicorn and phoenix they are one of the strongest animals ever. For a human to become one, they would either need a massive store of pure energy and magic, or have done it in a massive fit of emotion, which then it would wear off and they would change back with in an hour. And if some one had that much of a magical store in them everyone would feel it." She was using her I-know-anything-in-books voice again. Ginny shook her head. Hermione needed a life but she wouldn't let herself have one.

She herself had seen the dragon, though no one new that she worked there. He was quite a sight and when Charlie had told her about what he did she was in awe of the young dragon regardless of the fact of how long it lasted under attack.

She had developed her thirst for dragons soon after Harry was arrested and she didn't really know why she picked dragons to obsess over. It must have been the bit of Hagrid talking about them taking Harry away like they took Norbert away. She would never really know though. She had managed to trick every one into thinking that she was a less known editor that only got work now and then and could do it at home when it did come in. Which was true but they thought she did nothing else. And that was how she became the Dragon Keeper Teara.

Hey, its fun having two lives, as long as I don't go dating in either of them, and thank goodness Charlie goes brotherly on me at work whether than over friendly. That would be just nasty.

She suddenly felt sick. Several of the keepers stood up and pulled out a keeper rod, a flat sheet of metal that was keyed to the dragons they were in charge of and each other. It was like a Dragon Keeper version of the muggle IM's. She had one too but as Ginny couldn't use it and thus put a charm on herself to make her sick if a message showed up on the rod.

She excused herself holding her stomach and saying she needed to go home to sleep. Once out side she pulled out the rod, though why it was called that was unknown to her, and looked at the message.

Nightviper in nourishment cage is out of control.

She shoved it away and quickly made herself Teara and apparated to the reserve.

When she got there she heard roars from the cage that the new nightviper was in. When she ran over to it she saw several keepers trying to get it cornered to stun it.

But it was not working. The cage was big enough for a dragon four times the size of this one to have ample room to pace and in some cases strut. So when ever they got him even near a corner he would leap over them, unable to get out as they had used the human access door.

She wondered why he hadn't breathed fire at them yet as they had forgotten to put that ward up yet.

Finally after watching them get thrown by his tail a few times they came out. Charlie spotted her.

""You could have helped.""

""You're not going to get him to do anything if you keep it up like that."" She said, ignoring his statement. ""What is it you need him to do anyways?""

One of the others there spoke up. ""We need him to go into the cart to be transported to the medical area.""

""Well no wonder he kicked you butts. Let me show you."" She walked over to the main door where the cart waited for its load. She opened the door and used her wand to make the cart move to block the whole thing then froze it in place.

"Teara, I already tried to coax him in there like that. He just knocked me into the cart and shut the door on me."" Charlie said. She hopped up into the cart and turned towards the nightviper. After thinking for a bit she spoke in English, feeling that most dragons liked it better than Romanian.

"Come here boy. All I want you to do is get into the cart so we can make sure you are healthy, ok Jet?" The dragon tilted his head at what she called him. "Don't worry Jet; it won't hurt as bad as you might think. It's just getting your weight and a small amount of blood to make sure you aren't sick and are gaining weight." She pulled out some jerky that most nightvipers liked. "If you do this for me you have this jerky." After a few second of staring at her the dragon, now known as Jet, stepped forward a little. After a few moments his stomach growled very loudly. That seemed to make up him mind as Jet soon was standing with his front legs on the floor of the cart. Teara had backed up but still held out the jerky.

Jet gave an annoyed growl and got in, reaching out with his tail and bringing the door closed. Teara blinked, not really expecting that. She tossed the jerky up to him and gave him another for being smart.

When she was out of the cart the other keepers stared at her. Their faces all asked how she did that.

""You have to think of them as kids. I know when kids are hungry they will do almost anything for food.""

""But how did you get him to shut the cart for you?"" One of them said.

""That I didn't do. Jet is just that smart I guess. That or a big suck up, which would make him even smarter.""

""Why do you call him Jet?"" Asked Charlie.

""His jet black hide of course. Don't tell me any of you were going to call him Foureyes."" A few looked guiltily away.

I can't believe men at times. Naming a dragon Foureyes just because he has four eyes is stupid and mean. I mean if I was to be called Blondie, even if this is fake, I would punch them.

For Jet, who was really Harry, he was trying to think of how to get out of this. His stomach had gotten the better of him and now he was lying inside a cart and being taken to the medical section of the preserve. They would be doing blood tests and that would most likely point out that he was not a dragon. He didn't really know, as he never did any research on animegi so for all he knew you couldn't tell the difference between an animegus and the real animal.

Several hours later they were leading him into the place that they would weigh him in. Teara was of course the one getting him to do it, as she was holding jerky out to him. He really didn't need it but was playing the part of a hungry young dragon that was slightly smarter for his age.

If only they really knew who I was…

Finally he was led onto a large sheet of metal on the ground. When he was fully on a number appeared in the above him.

""A good three tons. Good. Before he only weighed two.""

One of the 'doctors' walked up and stuck a needle into a vein in his wings, which were loose, as he had been using them a lot to jump over the keepers. Before he could do anything about the man he was gone with a pop and with the other doctors. He gave a snarl towards him.

"Do that again and I'll eat your head."

As they were driving Jet to the younger nightviper mating area an owl flew down to Teara. She opened it.

Hey Ginny,

I hope you are feeling better. I don't know whether it is just that time or what but if you need help I'm here.

Neville

She smiled, though with a blush. Neville had been a good friend and she was thinking of him more than she thought of Harry, seeing as she was over her crush.

She felt breathing on her neck and turned, expecting to see some one like Charlie, crumpling the paper. She nearly fell off the cart when she came face to face with Jet.

"Don't read over my shoulder!" She gave him a small smack on the nose. "Wait. Were you really reading over my shoulder?" Jet blinked but nothing more aside from a low hiss as he turned away.

"Stupid stupid stupid. Why did you have to go and read over her shoulder? You might as well bash your head in right now. I can't believe that is Ginny though. At least Neville is being nice to her." He heard roars in the distance and looked up.

"New dragon!"

He tilted his head as he heard the roar. Then he realized where they were heading. Shoot!

He started to panic. He really didn't want to get into fights and he really, really didn't want to be called papa any time soon.

When they finally got inside the mating area the keepers just kind of dumped him, by vanishing the cart, and stepped back out side the wards that kept dragons in.

Jet growled after them and flicked a nearby rock after them with his tail. He gave a draconic chuckle when it hit the keeper who had vanished the cart. The others just laughed at him for having bad luck that Jet could aim when slapping rocks around. He stopped when he heard several wary growls from behind him. Slowly he turned around and saw about seventeen nightvipers before him that looked to be his age and size, dragon wise that is.

Crud.

"Who are you?" Growled a male as he stepped forward.

He focused his eyes on the dragon that had spoken, who took a step back at the sight of his eyes.

"More like what are you." Growled another.

"My name is Jet and the humans think I am a mutated nightviper, which I guess is true." He noticed a few of the females eyeing him while the males looked agitated. "Ok, before anyone tries to bite my head off, let me just tell you that I don't really want to be here and am not interested in mating to be honest. So if you want to point a claw at some one it would be the keeper named Charlie." He let that sink in before continuing. "Now then, can I ask where every one sleeps so I don't accidentally sleep there."

The males, being males, told him that they all seep in the main hill, and that he was to stay off it, again being males who had females. He thanked them and walked off.

After walking for a while he came upon a small cave in a hill that was a ways away from the main hill, which was the biggest one in the area and had about twenty caves in it from what he could see of it. The cave he found faced away from the main hill and was only big enough for him to walk in and lay down.

And so having found a place to sleep he backed it, not wanting to be snuck up on, as there was no room to turn inside, and soon fell asleep.

A/N: R&R please.