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 8
Jet woke to an odd sensation. It was warm and new to him but also familiar. He couldn't place it. Finally curiosity got the better of him and he opened his eyes. He lifted his head a little and realized that he had been resting it on something. When he looked down he saw Lumary with her head turned towards him a little.
Something brushed past the tip of his tail and when he focused on it he realized that his and Lumary's tails were intertwined. From what he could tell the position he had woken to was quite intimate when it came to nightviper standards.
He felt a pang of quilt as he thought this. He was really a human. He couldn't live a lie to Lumary. She was too much to him even now. What if someone found out he was really Harry, the boy-who-slaughtered-his-neighbor-hood-and-broke-out-of-a-top-level-Azkaban-cell, that just so happened to be in the form of a dragon. He didn't even know if he could change back. For all he knew this was permanent, which would suit him but he would need to try it sometime. After all if he could he would use it to his advantage.
He carefully slipped out of the position they were in with out waking her. He then went up the tunnel a ways so that she would not see him immediately. Focusing on how his hand looked he stared at his fore claw. As if to just shout at him that he was abnormal to an extreme his claw started to change into a hand. He stopped and changed it back.
Great. So I am still technically a human. I have to tell her. I mean I could never live a lie to her face. She is too brittle in that area as it is. If I did that and then she found out she would be crushed. I can't do that to her.
He heard her start to wake due to his absence. At times he thought they were mates but at the moment that looked even less likely. Going back in he saw her looking around frantically for him. When she spotted him he saw tears in her eyes. She rushed to him and threw her head over his should, turning it to the side a little. It was the dragon equivalent of a hug and the closest thing a nightviper could obtain to it.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"I had a dream that the keepers came and killed you." She said with a dragon sob. At that he saw nothing to do at the moment but 'hug' her back. When she stopped crying she pulled back looking embarrassed. At that moment he decided for sure.
"Lumary?" She looked at him. "I need to tell you something. I am not really what you see. Before you ask, I will answer you. I am really a human named Harry who escaped from prison. I need you to understand that I never meant to hurt you and that I didn't even know if I still was." She was looking like she was going to cry again. "Lumary, I am truly sorry but I fear that because I am still human someone will notice and catch me. I don't want that kind of thing to happen to you. I can understand if you hate me now." He lowered his head and waited to see if she would kill him for his 'lie'.
Instead he found himself being hugged again.
"I could never hate you Jet, you are the dragon I learned to love so why should you being a human in dragon form differ that?" He was shocked. All he could think to do was hug her back at the moment. After a few minutes of standing there they pulled back. He found his voice again.
"If that is how you feel Lumary, then I guess I can say about the same. But now that I know I am still human I can't stay here."
"Then when do we leave?" Again he was shocked. He had just told Lumary that he wasn't really a dragon and that he would be hunted and would soon have to leave and yet she had accepted that and was wanting to stay with him even if he was human.
This time it was him who did the hugging first.
"You have no idea how happy this makes me. But now I need to prepare." He looked at her as he pulled back. "Let me get the food and then when you're done I will get to work on what I need." He left with a spring in his step.
Yes, I really do think I am in love with her as well. I just wish I could be fully dragon instead of being a human in a different form. It is amazing how Azkaban changed my out look on things.
He soon landed and ate happily.
"What has you so happy freak?" It was Splitfang. "And what did you do to Lumary? Kill her?"
"No I didn't kill her and I suggest you take something for your P.M.S.ing that is pissing me off."
He finished eating, grabbed the chunk that would be for Lumary, and took off before Splitfang could respond.
He landed in front of his cave and took the food inside. He waited for her to finish before taking a quick nap beside her as she fell asleep. Afterwards he left, making sure there was plenty of wood in the fire. In the blizzard he was hidden from sight so he quickly landed and focused on his magic. He found a pull in one direction and followed it.
He came to the forest and started searching. After an hour of looking through a clearing he finally found that the pull came from a gem that was about the size and shape of a sword hilt.
It will do.
He returned to the cave to find Lumary awake already. They talked a bit as he tried to figure out what to use as a core. After a while of thinking he brought it up in their conversation.
"Why not one of your fangs? They grow back quickly, so that will not be a problem."
He thought about it and nodded. It would suit him best because it was him. He looked at the stone he had found. It looked to be an emerald six sided crystal that had black specks in it and a silver center. It was impressive. He snapped off his fangs with a little effort and set them down, ignoring the pain that that action brought. He was a little shocked when he saw Lumary put one of her fangs with his.
"I know I won't be able to be around all the time so this way I will be." He gave her a long hug as thanks. Changing back to his human form he found himself disoriented. It must have happened due to the fact that he had been in nothing but Jet's form non stop since Azkaban. He was still in the tattered prison outfit but it didn't bother him, seeing as he was used to it by the time he broke out and being in a dragon body the looser the clothing the better the feeling for him now.
He picked up the three fangs and paused for a second. He was looking around with out his glasses, having broken them with in the first year in prison.
Must have something to do with me spending so much time as Jet.
He shrugged it off and picked up the crystal. He felt a pulse go through him as he pressed the three fangs to it. They seemed to sink into it like they would water, but slower. When they were all the way in the crystal pulsed of a green light. He felt even more whole then when he got his holly phoenix feather core wand. It was amazing.
When he looked back at his crystal he saw two black fangs sticking from one of the tips, forming what looked to be a small blade with a gap in it. It only added to the look. He focused some magic into it and to his shock the fangs opened out wards, forming a hilt, and lightning shot from in between them, forming a blade. It was amazing. He focused again and the fangs shut, causing the blade to dissipate and vanish. He then held it like he would his wand and stated the disarming spell. He watched as the spell quickly formed in the gap and then shoots out of the two fang holes, forming two thin beams that struck a log and make it flip away.
He liked this. All of the sudden he saw the hide that he and Lumary had shed already, rise up and suddenly become boots, pants, a sleeveless shirt, a jacket, gloves, and a cloak. Startled he looked at Lumary. She turned from the hide and looked at him.
"A dragon mage needs the proper clothes." He nearly fell over. He had understood her, in human form. He tried to reply back as if he was still Jet, by giving growls and hisses.
"How can I still understand dragon when I am in human form?"
"It is because you're a dragon mage. It's sort of a legend among dragons. A human that can touch a dragon stone and use it is a dragon mage. There hasn't been one since before written history."
"Well at least I know that I am even more abnormal. Thank you for the clothes, how did you make them anyways?"
"Dragon magic." Was her simple answer and he could tell that that was the best she could come up with on how she really did do it. He took off the prison out fit, not really caring about nudity, having spent almost a year as a dragon, and looked at his body. All the exercise had crossed over to his human form as well. Sure he wasn't muscle bound but he was more muscular looking compared to what he looked like before and during Azkaban.
His hair had grown out a lot. It had been to his shoulder blades when he broke out and now it was to his waist. He liked it.
He put the dragon hide clothes on and found that they fit and were more like a second skin, minus the jacket and cloak, though the jacket was more like a third skin instead. It was hard to explain. When he was done he looked at himself again.
The shirt was silver, coming from Lumary's skin, and was very comfortable. The pants, boots and gloves were made from his own hide as was the cloak, though it was two sided, the inside being silver from Lumary again. His jacket was mostly black but was also silver, and to him looked very cool. He found a spot for his stone in each sleeve of the jacket. He quickly cast a summoning charm on them that was triggered by a flick of his wrist and would send the stone to his hand.
He found a thin strip of silver hide left over and decided to make it into a headband. After making the correct stitches with a needle and dragon hide string that he had summoned, he put it on. It was just as smooth and comfortable as Lumary's skin and the clothes he now wore.
After putting the stone away he put his old clothes in the fire and quickly changed back to Jet. The first thing he did once fully back in his dragon body was hug Lumary.
"Thank you so much, Lumary. As soon as this storm leaves we will go. I can get you out of the wards, as I can do so on my own by becoming human. But for now let us sleep. I am not quite used to the changing and it has made me tired."
They laid down, this time starting off in the more intimate position, which didn't bother the two one bit as they liked it.
A/N: Ok! SORRY! SORRY! SORRY! I know I haven't updated any of my stories in a while but I've have a lot of things going on in my head as well as had end-o-year high school exams to deal with. Anyways, I know nearly everyone has been asking about this, and I hope that this clears up some of the facts on Harry/Jet. And Thanks for all the reviews. A lot of them were very aprraising which at least kept my spirits up. I'm just glad you people like my stories. On a side note I'd like to give thanks to my beta, darkdolphins. R&R please.