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 5
A few weeks pass by and Jet's standings with the other males in the 'pairing of the young maters' area was still the same; hostile. At the moment he lay atop his hill and basked in the sun with his wings open to catch as much as possible.
The first week he spent looking around the area, finding the barrier edges and mapping the whole thing out. During that time he found two boulders that were a little taller than him when he laid down sitting next to each other far enough apart that he could lay between them. He also found several large boulders that were quite heavy.
After finding a stone that was of acceptable weight and size he placed it over the gap between the other two. And so each night when he woke up around midnight, seeing as nightvipers only needed to sleep for four hours at the most, he would sneak over to his set up while the keepers were less likely to see him and would slide into the opening. He would then proceed to rise up on his limbs, lifting the rock on his back, strengthening himself.
After that he would fly about, learning his capabilities and was glad to see that he could do better than what even his firebolt could. Finally as the sun started to rise he would retreat back to his hill and lay atop, watching the other dragons.
He learned that there were eight males, minus himself, and nine females, which meant that one would become his mate if the keepers had their way. He learned their names and memorized how they looked. They each were of a different shade of grey and those who were the same shade and makings that were different. Some had the markings, some didn't, some were light shaded, some were dark shaded. But he was the only four eyed black nightviper, which made him stand out.
He also learned that dragons were much like humans in their own way, as nightvipers mated for life and from what he could tell they did a sort of dating thing here to see who would best suit them for a mate. And it was for the same reason humans dated too.
I mean I would hate to get stuck with a woman who bickers a lot or is just after me for my fame, though now I don't have any. Again that doesn't mean I won't get attention as I am an escaped convict. Oh well. I guess being a dragon would be better anyways. No stereotypes here. Just who is the one who can kick your but or hold their own. No idiot trying to run my life, as us nightvipers don't adapt to things like humans want.
He was brought out of his thoughts as he heard a dragon approach him. He opened his eyes to see a shadow white colored female walking towards him.
"Yes?" He asked when she came to a stop in front of his hill.
"I don't think we have been properly introduced. May I ask your name? Mine is Sharine." She said, her voice in a sweet honey sound.
"Name's Jet. So is that all?" She seemed to be shocked at his answer.
"I thought we could get to know each other better."
"If you are looking at me as a possible mate then drop it right there. I have no plans on mating and wouldn't be here if the keepers hadn't got involved." She gave a quick pout, though it was a dragonized version, and walked off.
Deciding that he had basked enough, he stood and stretched. He saw one of the males practicing breathing fire, by channeling it into his fangs but not making it go any farther, making the fangs glow. He decided to try it as well, but he went into his cave first and walked straight in, not wanting anyone to see him practice as it might make him look like a threat to the other males in their standings.
He focused on the thought of breathing fire from his fangs. He could feel it moving down into his fangs and build up inside. He let a small amount out and nearly jumped back when he saw electric sparks.
Oh hell no. That can't be right. Why is it that I am always different? I mean first I go surviving a killing curse then I do a bunch of other things, and now I have escaped from Azkaban, which was supposedly impossible, even though it has been done twice before me, and to top it all off I am a black nightviper with four emerald green eyes and can breath lightning. That is so funny Fate. How about your next joke be Voldemort saying he is going to make up for his deeds by raising puddles and teaching ballet and drama with out magic no less.
He stopped the flow to his fangs and backed out of his cave while looking over his shoulder with two of his eyes. After emerging he looked around and saw that it was feeding time so he headed over, though more because he was hungry than anything else.
As he approached the other males made sure they were facing him as they ate and the females behind them. He didn't mind though and just grabbed the closest piece near him backed off, before turning to head back to his hill.
"What you think you are too good to eat with us?" A dark grey dragon named Splitfang growled out.
"No, I just figured it would be easier for you if I was not here so you can eat properly with the females rather than growl at me. Though a few seem to like the view they are getting of your rears." With that he spread his wings and took off to his hill.
Not a second after taking off he heard a roar and the sound of fire erupting into life. He tucked and did a barrel roll, dodging the fire that shot past him, landing on the ground like a cat. He turned and glared at Splitfang.Seeing the challenge the other dragon rushed at him, ignoring the keepers' stunners.
Jet stood still until the last moment, at which he leapt straight up and swung his tail down, smacking Splitfang in between the eyes. Splitfang stumbled a little before he came to a stop. He turned and found himself staring into the four emerald eyes of Jet.
"Now then, if you had not attack I would have left you alone. I don't want a mate, so I am no threat to your masculine sense." With that he took off again leaving Splitfang with a sore nose.
The keepers watched as Jet flew off after growling at Splitfang.
""What the hell just happened?"" Asked Charlie.
""Splitfang thought that Jet was a threat to his position and wanted to put him in his place. And it seems that Jet doesn't care and if he had the chance I bet he would leave too."" Said Teara. ""After all, nightvipers are one of the most human acting dragons there are for some reason.""
""You remind me of this girl that is a friend of my brother who always reads books and seems to know everything. Have you ever met Hermione Ganger before?""
""I've seen her around school before I graduated.""
Charlie accepted that as an answer and looked back at the nightvipers. Jet was very wise for his age. Being able to tell that Splitfang was attacking and then dodge the attack was good and dodging the charge and using his tail was just as good. But it was odd that he didn't breathe fire back at Splitfang.
Very odd indeed.
Jet landed on top of his hill and began to eat. He really hated fighting the other nightvipers, as he was not looking for a mate to impress.
After he was done he laid his head down and closed his eyes, basking to heat his body and speed digestion. And again he heard a dragon approaching him.
This time when he opened his eyes the dragon in question froze. She had a moon silver colored hide and her eyes were golden.
"Yes?" He said after a few moments of her standing there looking back at him. He vaguely remembered her being called Lumary (loo-mar-ee).
"Um…"
"You can come closer you know. Trying to mumble over a distance does nothing for a good conversation." She seemed to relax at his humorous tone. He got up and came down off his hill, seeing that she was being intimidated.
She came closer and he noticed that she was smaller than most of the other females.
"Um… Hi. My name is Lumary. Yours is Jet right?" She said, her voice sounding like a cross of songbirds, bells, and reptilian hisses. Amazingly it blending together to make a harmonious sound that echoed her words.
"If you are looking for a possible mate, sorry, but I am not interested in the matter."
"No, that's not what I came over for." She seemed embraced by what he said. He raised an eyebrow, or the dragon equivalent of one, in his case, two. "I just wanted to talk, that's all."
"Ok then."
As they talked Jet found himself liking her more and more.
A/N: Finally back after being ungrounded. Most of my stories have been beta tested which is good and thus if you wish, reread the older chapters. R&R please.