We all have heard the tale of the boy who lived, but what if there is another?
There is another child that had a similar fate as Harry on that fateful night.
What will this child learn at Hogwarts about magic, about himself, and about love?
Harry po...
Something's wrong. I can feel that this dragon is different from the others. It's saying let me out of this form! I would talk to it, but I don't know the dragon language.
"Ms. Granger I am afraid it is time for you to go," Grandfather said to Hermione.
She hugged me and whispered, "good luck," before leaving.
"Your objective is simple. Collect the egg. This you must do, for each egg contains a clue without which you cannot hope to proceed to the next task. Any questions?" Crouch asked us.
I had tried to tell the officials, but the horn came signaling that it had started. Cedric had gone in and within 15 minutes, the roar of his dragon roared out, meaning that he had gotten his egg. There was a five minute break in between each champion, so they could get everything set up. Fleur was next and smiled at Harry and I before going to the arena to face her dragon. Harry, Nick, and I were left in the tent with Krum, who just stared angrily at me. I won't let you near her, I thought. The same for Cedric was to Fleur as she began and retrieved her egg. Now, Krum was next. "Very daring! That's some nerve he's showing - ans - yes, he's got the egg!" Bagman announced. I wish he didn't get the egg.
It was known Harry's turn and before he left I gave him a brotherly hug. I heard the roar of the Horntail as Harry was facing it. It was a huge spiked beast. Harry then yelled, "Accio Firebolt!" A few seconds later the broomstick flew out and Harry grabbed onto it, the Horntail followed him, but he ducked down and grabbed the egg from its perch.
"Look at that! Will you look at that! Our youngest champion is the quickest to get his egg! Well, this is going to shorten the odds on Mr. Potter!" Bagman announced.
It was now Nick's turn and I gave him a hand shake before he left. "Good luck," I said.
"Thanks," he said. His dragon is one of the worst one's in the entire wizarding world. He was able to get his egg, with a little trouble. But, he still got it, which is all that matters. It was during this break that I started up my Walkman and got fired up to a classic. Thunderstruck, by ACDC.
When it was my time I elf the Walkman in the tent and walked into the arena to and face the Mississippian Devil, with my weapon drawn in my right hand. This dragon is medium sized and is usually found in water areas, hence the name after the famous river. It was actually first found there, too. On the dangerousness scale it was a mid to high level, when provoked. And that's how it should have been. But this was not a Mississippian Devil. I mean, that would have been too easy. A black smoke started to cover the dragon, and show what it really was.
It transformed into a creature that was three times my size. The wings for the dragon have become golden twin blades. It had gotten up on its hind legs, and horns came out from the head of the creature. The scale of the once dragon was now armor for the creature.
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