A/N: Here is chapter fourteen already. Did you know that when I was originally planning this story, I was only planning on maybe writing 5 chapters for Lunar Eclipse? Your lovely comments made me change my mind as the inspiration hit me and now we are over 60k of words.

Enjoy!

Harry was dreaming.

In his dream he was sitting in a field full of ruins that reminded him of the pictures in his history book of Ancient Greek, beautiful flowers living and dead both and big pieces of rock that had crumbled off the ruines. He felt a breeze and when he looked up, there was a familiar chiton wearing Goddess sitting on one of the boulders.

She smiled when she noticed his attention and said, "Hello, dear one."

Approaching her, Harry greeted her back politly, "My Lady, to what do I own this pleasure?"

She looked surprised that he even had to ask but explained anyway, "Darling, it's All Hallows Eve. Of course I took the chance to visit my dear child now that the veil is the thinnest. You deserved it after that wonderful ritual you just preformed for me."

Harry nodded, he had hoped she would like it. He'd felt her presence there while he did his part of the Samhain ritual, as much as he did his parents. He had felt their hugs, smelled their scents and heard their voices telling him they loved him.

It had been a beautiful experience that he couldn't wait to repeat every year on Samhain Eve.

She patted on the giant boulder in invitation and Harry hopped on next to her. She turned his way and asked quietly, "How are you doing, dear one?"

The genuine concern in her iridescent eyes still startled him sometimes but deep down, deep in his soul, he still knew her from whatever life he had lived before being born as Harry James Potter. Persephone was the mother this soul knew, just as much as Lily Potter was. Harry missed his mum and dad with all of his heart but he knew he couldn't see them again until it was his time to join them in the other side again. The dead and the living were not meant to interact.

Harry told her about Remus and Sirius, about Theo living with them, about the training he was doing and the accidental Animagus transformation in his sleep. She let out a loud laugh at that and smiled fondly at him.

He told her about his return to Hogwarts and how Sirius and Remus had joined him there as his Dueling Professors. And then he told her about finding out that Professor Moody really was Barty Crouch jr, the interrogation of the mad man and the subsequent arrest made by Amelia Bones. About his name coming out of the Goblet.

"Ah yes," Persephone said with a frosty smile that made the few plants and flowers still alive around them die a quick death, "Nike's little goblet. I felt the contract binding you to that little invention of hers, against your will no less."

"You felt that?" Harry asked surprised.

Her multi-colored eyes pierced into his with a fierceness that reminded him of a lioness protecting her cubs, "Of course I did. You are mine, Henry Peverell. My chosen, my little Lord. I couldn't let Nike mess with you more than she already did so when you called for the contract to be disolved, I applied a little pressure of my own to help my little sister make the right decision."

Okay, so Nike was the little sister of the Goddess of Death. Harry had by now known that the Mythology he had learned in school was nothing but a story humans had thought up, like the gossip magazines of the present times. Persephone hadn't told him much but what she had told him in their short meetings didn't particulary line up with the myths Harry'd learned about.

"Thank you." He said quietly, remembering his manners. He really hadn't wanted to participate in that Tournament. Harry just wished that his name hadn't come out of the Goblet of Fire at all. He knew his fellow students, even with Remus's words, he knew some would still believe he himself had entered his name. Malfoy in particular would have his opinion on it no matter which way it would have gone.

With a mental sigh, Harry imagined he could already hear the taunting names coming from the ferret-like boy.

"You, little Lord," She told him with a teasing smile that lightend up her face, "Are very welcome."

The Goddess of Death turned serious as she told him in a serious tone of voice, "I have, together with my Harbinger, prevented your forced participation in that dreaded Tournament. But you should know that it won't stop Riddle's plans for your demise. You need to get my Hallows, little Lord. And you need to gather them quickly."

He nodded, she had told him this before but he didn't quite understand the haste behind it. So he admitted, "How exactly can your Hallows help me defeat Voldemort, my Lady? In the childrens book they talk about mastering Death but you are a Goddess, a sapient being. Surely you can't be mastered?"

"Oh darling," She cooed proudly and Harry felt himself flush, "Thank you. You are very much right, no one will ever control me. Death is as inevitable as my siblings domains of Life and Love are. But remember, the legends say master not control."

Harry looked at her questionally, "Surely you can't mean that I'm supposed to master death magic? Like, like Necromancy?"

"Of course not!" She had a clear moue of distaste as she thought about what humans considered death magic. "Necromancy, horrible stuff that is. Always gives me so much more work to fix whatever they did than if they had just left it alone."

"Alright," Harry said slowly as he thought about what the Hallows could do for him. "So no death magic, good. In the story it's said that the Three Hallows are made by you. Is that true? Does that mean they carry some of your power?"

Persephone looked approvingly at him as she continued with her explanation. "Yes, I've made them from my own power, from my own cloak even with one of the three." She paused for a moment, then told him with a fond smile, "As you know, Death is a necessity. Without Death there can't be Life, without Life there is no Love. This fundamental principle is the Big Three of the Divine."

Harry took a moment to think that over and he had to agree with her. Those three domains seemed very much connected. Did that mean that Poseidon, Zeus and Hades didn't exist? Or were they just not the Big Three? He wondered if he would ever meet the other divine beings. Perhaps he even already had, before he had been born as Harry Potter.

Shaken from his thoughts he heard Lady Death say with a wry smile on her face, "There are a very few beings who are permitted to transcend death and they pay a price for that in some way."

"There's always a price." Harry nodded, she had told him that before. Nicholas Flamel and his wife would have had their own price to pay for their use of the Stone. He wondered what it was, and if they were at peace now that the Stone was destroyed due to Harry's actions. But he knew, there was always a price for a God's blessing. "My Lady, what is the price for the using of the Hallows?"

She smiled sadly, "Know that the Hallows are not going to make you more powerful, there is nothing that could affect a magical beings inborn power level. But the Hallows are made from me, as you are. They will be uniquely fitted to you and only for you and your soul siblings. A cloak that will hide you completely, a wand that will be perfectly matched to only you and a stone that will be able to call up any teachers and advisors you could need."

"And the price?"

The Goddess chuckled, "Darling, you are as much part of me as the Hallows are, more so even. The usual price won't bother you and so, in the case of my Stone, it won't hurt the spirits you call upon. Just know that you can't call upon the recent death. Recent dead like your darling parents are not ready to face the living just yet. It would only hurt them to be around you and being able to actually be there with you."

That hurt to learn. He had a moment of hope that if he found the Stone he might get to know his parents but that was apparently not possible. Or at least not possible without hurting them and that was the last thing he wanted to do.

Harry hesitated for a moment before he asked, "In the Samhain ritual, I felt something. Was it real?"

Persephone's eyes shined as she told him, "Samhain is the only day of the year in which mortals have the chance to contact their dead loved ones. While not everybody manages it on the same level as some people do, you did. You wish for James and Lily reached the Underworld and your parents answered your call."

Harry breathed out shakingly, "I felt them. I actually felt them."

"You did." She rested her hand on his shoulder and Harry felt comforted. Her power drifted lazely around them and he felt at home sitting with the Queen of the Underworld. "James and Lily loved you more than anything. They wanted me to tell you that, dearest. To tell you that while they don't, won't ever, regret dying so you could live, they do regret not getting to see you grow up. They love you so much, little Lord. They always will."

"I miss them." Was the only thing he could bring out. The hand on his shoulder brought his head down to her own shoulder in a side-ways hug. She smelled like the fire did when he preformed the ritual, herbs burning and the smell of a campfire.

"Of course you do, dear one." She whispered as she pressed a kiss in his hair. "Of course you do."

He basked in her comfort for a while before he made the decision to call her what his soul already knew. He would never forget his birth parents but if he could have two fathers, then why couldn't he have two mothers too?

James and Sirius. Lily and Persephone.

They were his parents.

By blood, by choice, by soul but most of all, by love.

"Thank you for telling me, mother." Harry was rewarded with with a brilliant smile so full of happiness, more he had ever witnessed from his Lady Mother before. "I'll find your Hallows and I will make sure Voldemort regrets ever cheating you, for my parents and for you, mother. I swear."

The next day found Harry and his friends in the Room of Requirement. Dobby was the one who'd pointed out the room in his first day back, and what a room it was. The Room of Requirement was capable of changing into anything they could wish for. Even change into a room big enough to hold a dragon as big as Harry would be when he finally managed to turn into his Animagus form.

Twice a week they met here for their Animagus training and the breakfast that Dobby provided for them to enjoy together. The group had grown closer and even Ron was now comfortable with the two Slytherins. So comfortable in fact that Theo had pulled Harry aside this morning to ask if he would be alright if Blaise Zabini joined them.

Blaise was Theo's best friend and he wanted him learning this with them. Harry had shrugged and agreed. He didn't really know Zabini, the Italian boy wasn't part of Malfoy's group and also wasn't someone he had heard to be rude towards anyone so Harry didn't see a problem with the boy joining them. Theo trusted him and that was enough for Harry.

He was sitting there now, close to Theo and Daphne, watching them all with wary eyes and stiff back even though he tried to hide his nervousness with a charming smile on his face.

Sirius clapped in his hands and told them with a bright grin, "Alright kids, I know it was an interesting day yesterday with the Goblet of Fire and all that, but it's time to concentrate. Almost all of you have all found your animal by now and are ready to begin transforming your body into that of your inner animal. So," He winked at them and smirked, "It's time to get serious."

Harry sighed and saw Remus hide his face into his hand in second hand embarrassment at Sirius's teribble pun.

Sitting on bean bags all around the room were his friends. Hermione, Ron, Neville, Fred, George, Theo and a pouting Daphne who took exception to the undignified way the bean bag made her sit. Blaise and Theo smirking in the bean bags next to her.

Harry had the feeling he and Blaise could get along very well if the boy relaxed his guard a bit. From what he heard from Theo, Blaise had a very snarky sense of humour which Harry could appreciate. Blaise was cunning, and had noticed his friends behaving differently. Theo had told his best friend of the Sanctuary request but not where and to which House.

So when Theo was out of contact this summer, Blaise went searching for answers.

And true to what Theo had expected of his best friends, Blaise found out anyway. Theo'd told Harry the story with a fond eyeroll, and said that Blaise had told Theo he'd adjusted his plans accordingly.

To all their surprise, he'd already figuered out what they were doing here when they met for their Animagus lessons and had been meditating on his own to find his inner animal, a reptile of some kind according to Blaise. Harry decided he was slightly afraid of the Zabini boy's information network.

Lavender and Parvati could learn a lot from the boy but Harry told himself that he would never introduce them to each other. Hogwarts wouldn't survive the anarchy those three would cause in their seach for the perfect piece of gossip.

Those two girls were scary enough on their own already.

Sitting closer to Sirius and Remus in bean bags of their own were two of his new friends, since they needed a bit more help than the rest of them. They were the only ones, together with Blaise, still meditating to find their animal since they had been at it for less time than the rest of them.

Luna and Ginny.

He remembered seeing Luna around Hogwarts and did his best to keep his fury from his face so the others wouldn't see it. They had been right, Luna was being bullied.

Flashback:

Hermione and Harry had been walking towards their common room after a private dueling session when he heard a sound coming from behind a painting where he knew a hidded room was. Taking his wand out in case it was an ambush, he carefully crept closer with Hermione ready at his shoulder.

Only to jump back when the painting of a snoring man in his bathrobe was swept backwarts and a pale foot stepped out of the hidden room. One shoeless foot became two and then there was a girl standing there, blinking at him with her wide dreamy eyes.

"Luna?" Harry asked, surprised to see the girl there and without any shoes or socks and no robes either.

Hermione narrowed her eyes and asked gently, "Luna, where are your shoes and your robe?"

The blonde girl seemed to be looked straight through them as she answered with a vague smile, "Hello my Lord, Hermione, the Nargles were very busy tonight and seem to have hidden my shoes and clothes. No need to worry, I'm searching for them now."

Harry felt himself get angry as he shared a look with Hermione as he ignored what Luna once again called him. Nargles did this to her. Yeah, right. Both of them had their own experience with bullies, and connecting the clues, they knew what this meant. It had to have been girls from Ravenclaw if they managed to get in Luna's room to steal her clothes and shoes.

How cruel of them.

It was a cold September evening, cold enough that Harry worried about Luna standing there in her summer dress.

Carefully he asked her, "Do you want me or Hermione to cast a warming charm for you?"

She looked surprised as she asked hesitantly, "You would do that for me?"

Mistaking her meaning Hermione stepped forward and told her in her usual brisk fashion, "We'd understand it if you don't want us to cast magic on you, Luna. If you want, one of us can teach you the charm. It's really quite simple."

But Harry had a feeling something else was going on and that feeling got stronger as Luna continued to hesitate.

"Luna," He asked the brightly dressed girl softly, "Where is your wand?"

She flushed and said, not quite meeting his eyes, "The Nargles took my wand."

"The Nargles," Hermione repeated slowly and with a rising fury that Harry could sympathise with, "Took your wand."

Alright, that was enough. All week Harry had kept an eye on the blonde Third Year student and he hadn't liked what he saw. There were a few older year girls that Harry'd noticed being mean to Luna. Cho Chang, his now former crush being one of them. It was her friend group that seemed to be the worst of it. Yet it was Luna's whole House that turned a blind eye towards her treatment and it made Harry furious.

Luna was being treated the same way Harry had often been, as Hermione had been. Oscatrised and friendless in her own House. The only time Harry heard his fellow student being called by her actual name was when a teacher was near. They all seemed to accept that Luna's name was Loony instead.

And now they locked her out of her own dorm. Without clothes. Without her wand.

Cold. Alone. Defenseless.

"Luna, look at me." He told her in his most serious voice. "It's not your fault. You did nothing wrong but I think it's time for you to go to Professor Flitwick with this. They can't keep doing this to you."

Luna's already wide eyes got wider as she shook her head.

"I agree with Harry." Hermione told her as she took of her own robe and gave it to the now shivering girl. "This clearly has gone far enough. Professor Flitwick would be ashamed of his House if he knew about this. And Luna, I do think he should know about this."

Harry understood her fear of making the bullies worse so he asked her, "Now it's you they do this to, but what will you do when they start doing this to someone else? To a second year or even a little firstie?"

Luna paled before she took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay, I will go to Professor Flitwick and tell him about my Nargle problem. Will you come with me?"

"Of course we will."

End Flashback.

Flitwick had been quiet in his fury when they knocked on his door that night and told their story. Furious, but trying to hide it in the face of the pale girl sitting in front of him. Luna was so brave, she told her Head of House and the two students, who were basically strangers, everything that had happened to her though in her own unique way.

It had started in her First Year. The name calling, her belongings and homework going missing or often even destroyed. She had no friends, no one to stand up for her in her own House. That night when Harry and Hermione found her they had taken it a step further, they had taken her wand, her warm robes and shoes and spelled the entrance to the Ravenclaw dorms shut.

They didn't want her.

Flitwick was patient when she started her story and when she needed a break he called for an elf who brought them tea and a chocolate frog. When she was done Professor Flitwick, tiny as he was, promised to fix this with a look in his eyes that promised pain to those that disobeyed him. Harry believed him.

Hermione had asked Luna if she perhaps wanted to sleep in the Gryffindor common rooms tonight with Ginny. Luna didn't deserve to be sent back to Ravenclaw common room and luckily, Professor Flitwick agreed. Luna would be a honorary Gryffindor for as long as she wanted.

Luna joined them at the Gryffindor table that very next morning and every morning after, surrounded by a protective circle of Harry's friends and the Gryffindor Quidditch team who had taken a shine to the dreamy eyed girl. Harry'd looked at the drawn and pale faces of the Ravenclaw table that morning, and shared an satisfied look with Hermione. Professor Flitwick smiled at Harry from the High Table, a vicious smile filled with a lot of sharp teeth.

The Ravenclaws wouldn't bother Luna again.

And if they did, well, Harry had some plans of his own in that case. He knew the names now of the worst of Luna's bullies.

Now, a few weeks later, it was the day after Halloween and the Goblet of Fire and Harry could feel the probing gazes of the other students in his neck. While most of them'd heard Moony's words of it being another attempt on his life, there were more than a few people who didn't believe it.

He'd heard Malfoy mockingly tell his 'friends' as Harry ate his breakfast, "Scarhead was to afraid to compete, the complete coward. He needed his replacement parents to bail him out, the poor baby."

Honestly, Harry thought as he rolled his eyes, Malfoy needed to come up with some new insults. His obsession with Harry was getting quite sad and he said so to his angry friends who had heard the boy's words. Fred and George were the first to burst into laughter and the rest quickly followed.

Shooting a quick look in Malfoy's direction, Harry was happy to see two ugly red dots on the other boy's cheeks as he clenched his jaw in anger at his failed attempt to anger Harry.

Harry hid his satisfication, he didn't have time for a schoolyard bully and it was time that Malfoy accepted that.

Sirius shot him a look from the High Table and Harry nodded to show that he understood. Twice a week they met for their Animagus training in the Room of Requirement. Or as Dobby called it, the Come and Go Room. They had invited three new friends to join them after the happenings of the last few weeks.

Luna, Ginny and Blaise Zabini.

Now, after watching the two younger girls settle in with their group of friends, they meditated as often as possible to find their own forms. Neville, Ron, Daphne, Fred and George had found their own Animagus forms within the last few days.

Ron was a Jack Russel Terriër. A stubborn little dog which Harry found surprisingly fitting for his oldest friend. Ron was very happy with his from and glowed with pride every time they talked about it.

Neville was a Kodiak Bear. A very big brown bear that fitted his shy but steady and so very loyal godbrother perfectly. Harry'd noticed that Neville had some strange issues with his spell work and got Sirius and Remus to check his godbrother over. They quickly found the issue, Neville was using the wrong wand. A quick and angry letter to Augusta and Neville had a new wand that actually worked for him.

Dahpne was an Arcatic fox. Beautiful with it's white fur and icy blue eyes and her inner animal matched Theo's form of a Melanistic fox, a fact which didn't escape either of them to Harry's amusement.

George was an Raven, which Harry found fitting for his mischievous friend.

Fred, like his twin, was also a bird. But Fred's inner animal was a Magpie. Harry was slightly afraid of what the twins were planning to do with their forms after they all saw the smirks they exchanged.

Ginny, who had been meditating for only a short while, could only tell them that her form was something big. Luna, on the other hand, told them she already knew what she was, but kept it silent till Ginny found her own form. Harry couldn't wait to see what the strange girl's inner animal would be. He wouldn't be surprised if her form was a Nargle or one of her other creatures.

Now they were trying to turn into their own forms, with Harry sitting a big distance away from the others since his form was so big. The dragon was coming easier and easier to him though he had some difficulty focusing today.

His name coming out of the Goblet had been a shock, like a nasty dream coming to life.

He had never been happier to have been re-named. Henry Orion James Potter-Black was a name that already brought him much more luck than Harry James Potter ever did. Harry would never tell anyone his full name, not while it could be used against him.

He'd just told Hermione and Ron and his other friends that when he was adopted by Sirius, his name had changed. A fact that while true, wasn't the full story. Still, it was enough. He'd remain Harry to most people anyway, to honor his birth parents and the name they'd chosen for him.

The actual dream had been wonderful in comparisment.

But Harry'd digressed, he needed to focus on his Animagus form.

Slowly but surely he started the transformation. First his skin into scales, then his hair into spikes. Then his arms into wings and his legs into claws. Suddenly, Harry felt something click inside of him and he turned the last few bits of his human self into the dragon.

Harry heard gasps and opened his eyes, now from a familiar hight.

"Well done, Harry!" Remus told him with a proud smile.

Ron, from his bright orange bean bag said with a gaping mouth, "Whoa mate, that's one bloody big dragon!"

Fred grinned, "We better not let Charlie know about your Animagus form, Harrikins." George nodded and added with a smirk, "Fred's right, he would either kidnap you or marry you. Perhaps both."

Harry snorted which caused a stream of flame to escape his maw. He turned his big head to where Hermione was sitting, she hadn't said anything yet and he hoped that his dragon Animagius form didn't scare her too much. Not that Hermione was easily frightend.

But he didn't need to be worried. She saw the question in his eyes and she breathed a quiet, "Merlin Harry, you are beautiful."

If he could have blushed he would have, but luckily, dragons couldn't actually blush.

Sirus came up and told the rest of them with a proud grin, "Our little pup has completed the next step of the Animagus transformation. Now that you have turned purposefully into your inner animal, it will be easier for you to turn all at once. That is the next step for you, Harry. You need to be albe to turn all at once instead of step by step."

Harry nodded that he understood and began to inspect his new body. He flared his wings and stood up, claws digging in the stone floor. He wanted to get a good look at himself and the Room of Requirement responded to his wish before he knew it. An enormous mirror appeared next to him and for the first time Harry saw himself as the dragon.

He was big. That was the first thing he noticed. As big as a house, with inky black scales and bright green eyes. He had wicked looking spikes among the back of his head, going along his spine and at the ends of his wings.

"Hey pup, when you are done looking at yourself, what about a roar? Lets see what this form can do." Sirius asked with a shit eating grin on his face.

Alright if his dad wanted a roar, he could get one. As quick as he could he turned his face to Sirius and let out a mighty roar if he said so himself. Sirius had lost his grin and was staring wide eyed and the rows of big, sharp, teeth now only standing a little bit away from him.

"Merlin, pup." He said faintly as Remus covered his snort behind his hand, "That was some roar."

Remus stepped up next to his fellow Marauder and said with a smirk, "Well done, Harry. Now do you think you can fly?"

How does one learn how to fly? Harry started with flapping his wings awkwardly but that didn't do anything. His friends were giggeling at him and Harry huffed out a warm stream of air. He would like them to try to fly in their own forms and see how easy it is. Not.

Luna, who had been sitting on a bright breen beanbag with purple polkadots called out, "Perhaps you just need a teacher. Where is your lovely Hedwig?"

Harry tilted his head sideways. Luna might be on to something there, his new friend often said some things that sounded strange in the moment but always came true. Hermione agreed and told them that she would go get his snowy owl. She ran out of the door and then it was quiet.

Until Ron snorted out, "Can you imagine an owl teaching a dragon how to fly?"

Daphne raised an eyebrow as the rest chuckled at the mental image, "Unless we can get another dragon to come here and teach Harry, do you have a better idea?"

Ron raised his hands and told her with a hint of fear in his eyes, "No, no, I'm sure Hedwig is up for the job. She mothers him anyways so teaching him how to fly will probably be what she was waiting for anyway."

Harry snorted, Ron might have a point there. Hedwig clearly saw him as her own chick with all the grooming and hunting that she did for him. Hopefully his girl wouldn't be afraid of him in his dragon form. He was a big predator now and his owl was so very little.

Hermione came back inside with Hedwig sitting on her shoulder. His owl took one look around the room and fixed her golden eyes on Harry. She hooted in question and Harry let out an answering rumble in response. She hooted again and flew straight at him, only to land on one of his horns. Harry tried to take a look at her but apparently, dragon couldn't go cross-eyed.

Chuckling, Remus asked the snowy owl, "Hedwig, Harry needs a flying instructor. Would you be willing?"

Hedwig turned her head in his direction and hooted commandingly.

"Yes we know your chick is a dragon now and not an owl." Sirius told the owl sitting on his son, "But he still needs to learn how to fly. And who better than you, Hedwig?"

Taking a quick look at his friends, Harry held back his grin at their faces. Dumbfounded was one word for the looks Sirius, Remus and he got at their serious conversation with Harry's owl. Especially the three Slytherins who hadn't had the time to get used to Hedwig intelligence.

Hedwig hooted again and an owl perch appeared in front of Harry. A very high perch. Did his owl just use the chamber for her own purposes?

She flew over to the on eye-hight perch and hooted once again commandingly.

Harry turned his attention back to his drill sergeant of an owl and saw her spread her wings as wide as she could as she rose up on her claws. She hooted and Harry quickly mimicked her. Then Harry got the surprise of his life when a big hole opened up beneath his claws and he fell through the air.

A yelp escaped his maw and Harry fell down.

And down.

And down he fell.

Just above him he heard Hedwig screetch happily and saw her flap her wings.

It took a moment for Harry to realise that he was supposed to be trying to fly instead of just falling to his death. He flapped his wings, felt the air catch beneath them and suddenly he was not falling anymore. He flapped them again and then he shot up into the air, almost hitting Hedwig who had been just flying above him.

An offended hoot sounded and Harry let out an apologetic rumble from deep inside his chest.

Flapping his wings he started to go up again with Hedwig a pale feathered blur at his side. Deciding to experiment, he leaned to the side as he was used to when riding his broom. It worked, instead of just going up or down he could steer his giant new body as he flew in what he was pretty sure was still the Room of Requirement.

Harry realised that he was actually flying.

He let out an exhilarated roar full of joy and, after taking a quick look to see where Hedwig was exactly, he spewed out his first stream of fire. Harry felt the heat caress his face as the stream of white hot fire escaped his maw and all he felt was exhilaration. Never again would anyone be able to hurt him. Never again would he feel helpless as others tried to do him harm.

Flying up again with an surprising speed for such a big dragon, Harry flew with a loud roar straight to the hole back into the room with his people.

Voldemort better watch out.

There was a dragon coming for him.

A/N: I already know what Luna's Animagus form will be but what do you think it will be? What do you think will fit Luna perfectly?