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 6

Fall had come and the days grew colder and colder. Jet had been enlarging his cave by blasting a tunnel downwards with his breath attack, meaning his lightning. At the moment he was now working on the cavern at the end of the tunnel, which went down a good thirty feet from where it originally ended, which was about ten feet below the ground around his hill.

He had become close friends with Lumary and they talked often, sometimes even when he was exercising, though it was a little one sided. Currently he was lifting boulders three times his weight and he had taken to working on his tail as well.

The other nightvipers didn't know, as they didn't wake until morning, having gone to sleep before midnight, and Lumary had adjusted her sleeping to talk with him more. At first he had told her not to as she was going to have trouble sleeping for a while. But she insisted, reminding him of Hermione and Ginny who both were stubborn towards him when he said that they shouldn't do things for him.

He finally finished blasting away the last bit and he now had a 'room' beg enough for him to fight in if someone attacked him in there. He headed up the shallow slope that he had made and left his cave. He knew it was feeding time but wasn't hungry so he took off towards the trees near the other end of the area. He landed and found a tree that was quite bushy and insolated looking. He swung his tail and down it went.

Thank god that this is normal behavior. I think I should do this for Lumary, seeing as she is smaller and said that she couldn't get the good trees to break.

Grabbing the tree he took off again and in minutes landed in front of his cave again. He saw Lumary waiting for him with some meat.

"I thought you might be hungry when you didn't show up for feeding." She explained. He thanked her and ate it as she basked, having already eaten her own food.

When he finished he grabbed the tree he had gotten and pulled it down into his cave. Once in the cavern he began to strip the branches off the trunk and put them aside. As he continued his work Lumary came in and looked at his work.

"You've been busy." He smirked at how she had become a little less shy after talking with him for the past two months.

"Yeah I was getting a little tired of how small it used to be." He answered. "Want me to help you with insolating your cave?"

"No you don't have to."

He finished breaking off the branches and broke the trunk into smaller pieces. At Lumary's confused look he explained that if it got really cold he could just light the logs on fire and that would add to the heat. She nodded to show that she understood. He then began to lay the leafy branches out to make a comfortable sleeping area that would be warm to lie on.

It had been months since Harry broke out and there had been no sign of him. The ministry was making things up when they said they had leads that he was where ever.

Ginny snorted at today's paper.

"The boy-who-slaughtered in Antarctica? How would he get all the way down there and why would he go there anyways?"

"Who knows Ginny. I just hope they don't get him."

"Same here Neville. I mean Harry is too good hearted to do that kind of thing."

"Who knows for all we know he is hiding right in plain sight. After all Harry does the impossible like he does breathing." He gave a chuckle. Harry was the inverse of impossible. He lived through a killing curse at age one no less, he defeated a possessed professor and saved the sorcerer's stone at eleven, he killed a basilisk at the age of twelve with just a sword, he warded off a hundred dementors at once at thirteen, he dueled with the dark lord after going through the Triwizard tournament and came out alive at fourteen, he broke into the department of mysteries while leading five other students and fighting off DE's and even throwing off possession by the dark lord at fifteen to boot. So adding high level Azkaban cell break out at twenty, well Neville would hate to have to read the list by the time Harry made it to a hundred years of age, knowing Harry would be to stubborn to get knocked off before that.

"I know. After all I was either told second hand or saw it my self. Harry will out do Merlin if he keeps it up like this. In a thousand years they will be saying Harry's beard instead of Merlin's beard or a line like that. Funny though, when you think of the line 'Merlin's balls' and make it Harry instead, back in Hogwarts, if I heard something like that I'd be blushing like mad." Ginny said with a chuckle.

Albus was not having a good day at all. The spawn of the Weasley twins(Pranks, not kids) had infiltrated his office and he was now quite uncomfortable, as he was stuck wearing a thong and all his lemon drops had been turned into agitated fire ants of equal size to his favorite candy.

Aside from that the minister was still trying to loose him favor in the public eye and Voldemort was getting underhanded in his attacks. To top it all off Harry was still loose.

He needed to get Harry back there so he could break him. He already knew that Harry was innocent but what good was a weapon that could think and decide?

He gave a sigh. I don't know what is worse, the thong, my lemon drops, or Harry.

A/N: R&R please.