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Enkrisi Eroménes	By : Emereld_Kitten_Tail Category: Harry Potter > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 29051 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 9
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the realmo Harry Potter and all credit goes to J.K. Rowling.

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eroméni = mistress
Over the next few weeks Haidee had managed to make it to the great hall to eat with her sole friend. Ron had abandoned her back when she got her ears pierced so she wouldn't count him anymore. Of course there were whispers about her knew accessories. Many had asked what they were and what they did. Pavarti had snorted at their ignorance about what she was wearing. The only person she talked to during those meals, besides Hermione, was Neville.
Neville had apparently tried to find out where she was so he could try to talk to her. he probably felt very lonely up in the boys dorm where he was usually ignored or the butt of their jokes. He was curious about her plan on how to deal with the event and when she asked how he knew what it was he admitted that Ron had been gloating that his brother was in the forest preparing dragons. So basically everyone knew but didn't think to tell her.
Sense she only had a limited amount of time to prepare she had focused on her corporal aura animal and increasing the speed that her shoes would let her go. She had to add to it though cause as soon as she hit fifty miles per hour it got very hard to stop. this lead her to copying the rings she used in her cheetaur form to her human form. She had gotten a single toe ring for each enchantment. pointer toe would be the standing air walking one, middle toe was the for the lift one, and her pinky toe had the stopper.
The stopper was a little rough at first but as she worked out the kinks it slowly but surely tuned in a smooth stop with hardly any whiplash. Madam Pomphrey had been a little mad when she came in some many times to get fixed up. the healer had even tried to keep her there when her scans came up that her body had gone through so many unnatural changes since she had been in the infirmary last june.
Those scans were the reason for her research into notice-me-not wards, the fedilius charm, and false results spell. She needed a way to hide her changes from the world and these could be the key to doing so. Of course she could have done some ancient blood ritual involving seven runes per set to hide everything that wasnt in the know; but she wantedsomething that wouldn't permenately scar her body. Her favorite was the fedilius charm because with it she could hide all her enchanted items and her developing body. She would just have to lay both of the spells.
It was a week before she went back into her cycle when a bright brazil bird came flying in through the great hall before it landed on top of Ron Weasley's bacon sandwich. The boy had to sit near Haidee because there wasnt an available seat for him anywhere else. He was trying to pull his squashed lunch out from under the bird feet when it dropped a letter into her open arms. with a few cooes of appreciation the big bird took flight again and almost bowled over some first years that were coming in threw the arch way.
She only knew one person that would sent something so loud and obvious. flipping it over she could see her godfathers neat but bold handwriting. Instantly she was tearing at the big envelope in wonder of what could be inside. There was something metallic and smooth in feel just under the flat pieces of parchment. Finally she managed to pull the stupid thing out and she came face to face with her own reflection. He sent her a mirror! Gently she set it down next to her apple juice and started reading the letters.
Hey pup,
I know i shouldnt be writing you, with me being a criminal master-mind and all, but i thought you could use a friendly face. I've read all the daily prophets this year and i must say that you look really different from last year. Not that its bad or anything just different. Anyway, the mirror that i sent you is a two-way mirror just speak my name in it and we willbe able to talk. And yes if you must know i had to write in super big letters just to say, 'Sirius you wrote three whole pages of parchment to your godson. Way to go.'.
Call me when you get somewhere private.
Love,
Paddy.
she couldn't hold her snickers to herself. Her godfather was such a man-child sometimes but he had a kind heart. She grabbed a few sandwiches and collected her things before Ron stopped mourning his dead one. Hermione sent her a look letting her know that she wanted to know what was going on but would wait until later to find out. She smiled at her eroméni in thanks for understanding before rushing out of the great hall. she got to her room so fast that she though she might have shifted mid run but looking down she could tell that she hadn't.
Once inside she flopped down in her pillow and called out, "Sirius" the mirror turned all black for a moment before it lit back up. there on the mirror was her godfather smiling face with a flower necklace, Hawaiian shirt, and a straw hat. On and he had gotten all clean-shaved as well.
"Hey pup, Looken good. Getting all the girls to come after you with that look I bet." He actually motioned his bright-colored drink at her like a toast. Her godfather was so weird.
"I actually havent been leaving my room since I was chosen as a fourth champion. I was only recently that I started going back to the great hall cause Hermione told me to."
"Wait you got a room? And you're doing as you friend told you to do? Who are you and what have you done with my potter!"
She could help but laugh at him he just knew how to raise her mood. "I actually moved out of the Gryffindor tower all together near the end of september. It was getting hard to lay in my bed to study when i had three of my roommates glaring at me."
there was sadness in the dog mans eyes as she spoke. He knew what it was like to be hated for something he didn't do or being different then the rest. "HAve you talked to McGonagall about this? she could help you like she did me."
she shook her head in denial, "She started treating me indifferently the moment she say that I grew my wild hair out to tame it. I havent even stepped foot in the common room for two months and she still hasn't tried to talk to me. She also thinks I put my name in that stupid cup. So there is no point trying until she sees what she has done."
Sirius was silent for a long moment before he let out a sigh in defeat. "So whats up with the piercings and the funny gem on you forehead?"
"Oh those are easy. I took up enchanting near the end of summer and made these to help me. The earring allow me to understand intelligent magical creatures. I tested that one from cats and owls to the mermaids in the lake." she blushed at the next one but she had to at lease give him some hints, "The bindi, the gem on my forehead, is decreasing by sex drive. Mine got a little so animatistic for my tastes, so I came up with a way to calm it down to a point where I canactually think straight."
She got just in time as Sirius was taking a drinks. his fruity drink ended up spewing out of his nose and he started coughing and hacking. He stared at her trying to find his words, "What do you mean animatistic? A humans libido doesnt not just flare up like that!" she could see the worry in his eyes at how she answered him. Hopefully he would understand, if not she would swear im to a wizards oath before hand.
"Sirius, before I tell you anything else, i need you to swear an oath at you will not consciously tell anyone what tell you. Please it's for my safety while im here in britain." he was obviously fighting the urge to turn her down but in the end he gave in.
"You win pup." his head disappeared out of the mirror for a moment before he reappeared with his wand, "I, Sirius Orion Black, swear on my animagus form that i will not consciously tell any secrets that one, Harry james Potter, tells me. so mote it be." there was a flash of light so bright it made her rubbed her eyes to get the fuzzies out.
"I thought magical oaths were on your magic or life?" the dog animagus gave a bark of a laugh.
"No you can swear an oath on any magical ability that you have. If you break it you lose that ability and there's no known way to get it back. So what it going on that I don't know." Haidee bit her bottom lip in nervousness.
"Well when i went to gringotts before school the goblins took me into the underground part of the bank and explained to me that i had being stolen from. They wanted to see if I was being manipulated another way and preformed three separate cleansing rituals. they were for foreign darkness on my person, potions, and magical bindings. I came out having all three."
when she got a good look at her godfather he was holding his head in his hand whispering something to himself that shecouldn't understand. She needed to continue or one of them would ask to stop.
"The first one discovered that i had a piece of Voldemorts soul in my scar. It was why i was so sensitive to him anddementors. The goblins couldn't tell which ones where in me but they know I had no less than eight mid-high level potions in my system. For the core blocks i had one that kept my power just above average for someone my age while the other one blocked me from my mothers inheritance." her godfather just groaned in displeasure. "Sirius look at me. " he pulled his hands away and tilted his head enough that he could see her. "I'm going to go somewhere that has more life so you can see me, okay." he nodded and she ended the call before slipping the mirror in her back pocket.
She opened her trunk to the big room and climbed down. Usually she would have just hopped down and walk across the air until she got to the lounge but she wanted to do if manually this time. The distance between the latter and the lounge could never feel longer than it had at this moment. She just hoped that he didn't freak out too much. She pushed a few books into the center and leaned her mirror against it. she backed up just enough so that Sirius would be able to see all of her and called him again. He picked it up instantly.
"So where are you pup?"
"I'm in my trunk. I figured i needed a place to escape when i found out my mums inheritance. Please don't freak out; I promise ill tell you everything I know." When he nodded and stared at her expecting her to do something hugely magical. Well it was kinda magical.
concentrating on her magic she shifted to her Cheetaur form. Looking at her godfather she slowly walked in a circle so her could see just how much she had changed. His jaw was completely unhinged and more than likely floating way in the sea somewhere. He gulped a few times trying to get rid of the lump in his throat.
"What are you? Why are you so dark looking? Are those breasts!" She giggled in her cheetaur form which probably stopped Sirius' brain from working again.
"I'm whats called a Cheetaur, think of a fur covered cat based centaur. When a cheetaur first shifts it reveals a lot about themselves. Sometimes it varies from the type of cat you are or it shows a lot more. My form is a hundred percent female, Sirius. There is no way for my species to be half and half. It Took me a constant three days with no sleep to realise I took this form. subconsciously I was a girl and when I shifted I completed it in the only way I could." She gave the man a few moments to absorb everything she had told him before continuing, " Originally I was a regular lioness but after my magic demanded that I absorb the magic from the Basilisk that I killed I become a magical cat called a Shadow lioness."
Sirius was swinging his head back and forth in denial but the evidence was right there in front of him so it was hard to hold onto it. He waved his wand for a movement before he shouted something then suddenly he had a bottle of whiskey and a shot gloss in his hands. He definitely wasnt taking this well. He took at least four straight shots before looking at her and shuddering.
"It will take me time to get use to this but i wont just walk out of your life for something out of your control. Is there anything else i need to know. Please don't tell me you like boys. I need at least until after the second task for anything like that." She laugh at him while waving her arms back and for in denial.
"No no no... I like girls still. Boys are okay as friends but they are to gross to date. Trust me I lived with five slobs. Um...I do have a monthly heat cycle though. It was why I had to make the enchantment to lower by sex drive. You think normal cats are bad I was five times worse." he choked on his shots again but didn't comment.
"Okay no more sex talk. Tell me about these enchanting thingies."
So she told him about all those she had created so far, including how she made them better. The man went back to a child when she said that she could walk on air and even fly with them if she so chose. She ended up spending the rest of the conversation in her cheetaur form floating in the air.
"The next time we talk you are so going outside and you are going to fly us around. So how do you sleep in that form? I imagine you can't curl into a ball like a regular cat."
She had to stifle her giggles at the image of her sleeping like a cat but she wasnt all to successful. "Nope I sleep on my side on my pillow." she turned her mirror so he could see her bed "im in this form most of the time now unless im outside of the room. I havent tried giving myself a cat bath yet so i might try that soon. Anyway, my species is supposedto be extinct and I don't wont teachers or worse the ministry wondering why a extinct creäture is at Hogwarts." Sirius had a something mixed between horrified and curious when she mentioned the bath.
Suddenly she could hear a pair of foot steps echoing across the room. She knew that it must have been Hermione so she didn't bother ending the mirror call with her godfather.
"Haidee! Get down here and tell me what happened between you and Sirius." Sirius chuckled at her when she immediately did as she was told. Hermione must have seen that they were still talking so she drapped herself over haidee's shoulder.
"Hi there Sirius. So i take it you've found out about you furry of a god-daughter?" he laughed when she pouted at being called a furry but they could see a slight tensing of his jaw when she was address as his god-daughter.
"Furry i can agree but give me time with the female stuff. Just remind me every once in a while because all this sun will probably cook it out. So how have you been dealing with all this, Hermione?" they agreed with his terms but didnt like that he wouldn't put much effort into remembering himself.
"Has its ups and downs. Easy when she does as i say but a pain when she was in her heat. I can't count how many times she had tried to seduce me with her cheetaur form or ran away in fright in her human. It stunk when we had a question for the other on something but we had to message with Hedwig. If an owl that likes to deliver mail get mad at you there's a problem. Thankfully Haidee used her time in isolation to create her little toy to help fix that." Sirius busted up laughing at her pain.
"Remind me not to get either of you a christmas present." Sirius pouted at the lack of future gifts while Hermione turned to her with that dominate look in her eyes.
"And who says you are allowed to not me presents? I certainly never said any such thing and your godfather is laughing or pouting to hard to notice. Besides you didn't get me a birthday present this year." Haidee looked particularly subdued but she did manage to say something.
"I made you earrings to understand crockshakes, i think that counts." There was moment of silence before Sirius ruined it. Haidee had looked forward to avoiding the reprimand she was gonna get for speaking up like that.
"Weeellll...you kids have fun with whatever you're doing. I'm gonna go get smashed and try to pick up a girl." they didn't even get to say good-bye before he had practically fled away from them.
She could feel Hermione's irritation at being talked back to. The girl separated from her with a smirk on her lips andhaidee decided that she might not like her next order.
"Front legs down but keep the back ones up and arms behind your back." her legs felt weak and she easily slid into theplace. She heard a leather snapping sound and just knew that this would be a long night.
*Scene break*
If there was one thing she found weird about her second heat was that after she had been disciplined a few days before it set in she was extremely restless once it started. Hermione was once again avoiding her once it started and she couldn't figure out the reason. Haidee had done as she asked and made a way for her to control herself when she was around her eroméni during her heat. And yet her best friend was nowhere to be found.
To make matters worse he heat wouldnt end until after the first task. So she had to deal with a warm or hard thing between her legs and no one to talk to or help distract her from the need of being in someone elses arms.
To take her mind off the her problems she focused on her corporal aura animal. From what she understood of the spell she had created it was a more dangerous version of the patronus. As with the standard corporal patronus all it can do it scare off and block dementors or lileithfords. But her spell does all that and can harm things physically. She had tested it down in the chamber of secrets and there was large claw marks to show it. another thing that made hers better was the patronus required an extremely stong positive emotion to even work while hers only needed the intent to protect at any cost.
One thing she had learned was that both her patronus and aura creäture were both lionesses. During her heat it seemed that she couldn't turn her aura creäture into anything but a lioness. Her patronus had taken a few tries to get it corporal again but when she did it was no longer a great stag. She figured that it had changed because she had finally consciously excepted that she was both a cheetaur and a girl. Hopefully nobody notices the shape of either one.
Another thing she worked on was enchanting a chain armlet to make the wearer fire resistant. It went surprisingly well for her first try but that might have been because her magic had a lot of the characteristics of fire. Her magic had the power to make thing usable again and if they are inadiquent it will destroy it without a second thought but it will take in other things to make itself more powerful than before.
She had to learn the fire whip spell to test her resistance though; so she used an empty classroom a little ways down the hall way. It was weird when she used it. Now that her bracers had been retuned to her magic; she found that fire based magic took on the black-purple flame while in her human form that it usual only ever took in her cheetaur form. Maybe it was because it was her magic that the flames felt freezing to her and she doubted she could get a student to try touching it.
The one time she tried to do the flame whip spell with her bracers it had worked magnificently. The problem was that she had a four whips per hand and it was too hard to practice in the small classroom.
By the time it was the day of the first she had gotten a little practice in the chamber of secrets at zooming around through the pipes. They curved in all different directions and some of them stopped on a dime. So she managed to get some good flying practice and even cast the bludgeoning curse while she flew to practice her aim. It was hard to fly the pipes, focus on keeping her heat in the corners of her mind, and casting all at the same time. More than once she had transfigured a random item in the chamber to help her relief her cheetaur body but it wasnt all that good.
She had gotten awakened early in the morning by the shutting of her bedroom door. Hermione must have wanted to sneak off before she could wake up. When she sat up and stretched she made a noise between a roar and a meow. Sense the sun wasnt up yet she had decided to climb into her trunk to get ready.
She had orded an entire outfit just for this even. It was simple and fantastic; her pants would be Black ripped highwaistskinny jeans, her footwear would be some Gothic Calf Boots made of synthetic leather and feature silver buckles and chains around the ankle and with a 1.5-inch heel, lace fingerless gloves, a black brocade overbust corset with detachable jacket, a silver tank top for under the corset, and black leather extravaganza jacket.
It was hard to put it all one by herself, especially the corset, but she was able to. Thankfully the library had spells to help fix clothing if it wasnt put on right. She had to use her magical binder to flatten her chest and then flatten the breast part of the corset. she hated doing this but she didn't have a choice in the matter. Summoning a blood-red hooded robe she set off for the arena on the outcrop of the school grounds. Luckily Dobby had made her a breakfast to eat on the way there.
As she walked across the grounds she debated with herself whether she should fly there or walk there. She decided on the later. It took her a good two hours just to walk the stupid thing. When she got to stand she cast the illusion charm on herself to slip into the test unseen.
She passed a quick note to Viktor to let him know she was there but wanted to stay hidden if skeeter came back to continue their interview from the wand weighting ceremony.
She may or may not have made her magic lash out as the women tried to grab her arm and drag her off into the broom closet. the women had flown crossed the room and landed in a crash of chairs. with purple lips and a half-frozen burn all up her arm. The camera man had been smart to interview them one at a time in Reeta's place. The paper printed a truthful article for once and the photographer got a promotion to a columnist for it.
Suddenly while she was sitting in the corner someone wrapped their arms around her in a tight hug. turning around she found her taller eroméni staring down at her with a few tears in her eyes. She wanted to be mad at her eroméni for avoiding her again during her heat and now showing up right before she had to go face a dragon. But the emotion just wasnt there. She was to busy soaking in the warmth and need that Hermione was trying to pour into her.
"How did you find me? no one can see me." it was strange that her eroméni could always find her when she wanted to.
"I could smell you from the entrance of the stands. You smell of vanilla and pine, a very good blend."
How could her friends human nose be that strong? She would either have to be a animagus or preformed a ritual to enhance her senses a couple of times. Speaking of which she really needed to look into her ritual books.
"Can i ask a question?" Hermione snickers into her hood.
"You just did but ill let you ask another one for free." This Hermione was way for playful and dominating that the one she had left in third year.
"Why do you keep avoiding me when im in heat? I was going crazy from being stuck on my own. It was almost as bad asconstantly horny submissive cat." she heard her eroméni sniffled into her hood like she was trying to hide her tears.
"I'm sorry haidee but i cant tell you. you would be to disgusted with me if you knew the reason." she scuffed in denial but was stopped when her friend lightly slapped her on the cheek, "Dont make that noise, haidee. Its unbecoming of a woman."
"I'm sorry eroméni but I don't think you could disgust me. Its me we're talking about. I'm the cheetaur transgender girl with the eyes of a basilisk. You can't keep more creeper unless I was part spider." the girls giggled softly to one another.
"Blow the others out of the water and ill tell you when we get back to our room tonight."
That made her a little nervous. She needed to clarify what her eroméni wanted her to fo exactly. "Umm...not counting my other form. What should i all do? A Bracer and a wand or just the wand?"
"Love, I told you to annihilate their confidence in skill and you will do so. Use what ever you legal can." It was then that she remembered that she couldn't take any of her enchanted items into the arena with her. Pulling out a small baggy she took off her chain armlets, left bracer, and bindi. The moment she look the last one-off her heat made her go stiff and she started squirming as naughty thoughts of her eroméni appeared in her mind. she pushed it the bag into the girl's hands before shuing her out of the tent.
"I can't bring any noticeable enchanted items into the arena but my wand. I'll summon the bag for you as soon as I enter but please leave or i wont be able to fight off my instincts for than i am." Thankfully Hermione understood was she was saying and ran from the tent. When she turned around to see what was going on around the tent she was unlucky with Rita Skeeter walking in with a new cameraman. good thing she had a disillusionment charm on or the women might get hurt again.
And So they all waited for time to pass to start against the dragons. Finally all the judges came in and reminded them all the rule. Ludo bagman had just reached into his cloak for something when they seemed to realise all at once that she wasnt there.
"Have any of you seen or heard from Mr. Potter? We are about to start and I hate for him to lose for a technicality." there was a bit of mutters from them all when she decided to act. So as she walked to them she slowly released her invisibility charm. She had practiced this spell for hours in front of the mirror until there wasnt even a distortion in the air when she walked. And by doing this she had learned that a quick release made it look like you silently apparated next to them but if you slowly released it looked more like your she was fading into existence like a mirage.
She stopped walking when she reached Victors side, It was times like this when she realised just how short she was at a record 4'9 in height. She would be lucky if she reached 5'2. Maybe madam Pomphrey would have an answer for her when she can hid her gender identity better.
"Amazing Mr. Potter. Now that we all finally here we can begin." They didn't even go over the rules again for her supposed convenience. Once again Bagman reached into his robes and pulled out a clothe baggy. When he opened it a pouch a dark puff of smoke rose out from it.
Id think Ladies first, a Ms. Delacour." He offered the bag to the french witch and when she stuck her hand in she flinched before pulling her hand out. There was a plain green lizard with wings in her hand. It was a relatively plain Welsh green. The boys repeated her actions and Viktor Krum got the Chinese Fireball while Cedric Diggory picked the Swedish Short-Snout.
Carefully she reached into the sack and grabbed hold of the sneaky little thing trying to avoid her fingers. It hissed and spewed fire at him when he open his palm. It looked kinda cute for being just a model. She could feel the extremely weak enchantments on the toy but they were done well. she went to pet it when the little bugger bit her thumb. It was tempting to just break the mean toy but she wanted to study it in peace. carefully she headed over to her little cubby and stowed the toy. Surprisingly the other tossed theres in the trash bin. She quickly summoned them and but them with her own and watched them wrestle for a moment.
When she looked back up she found the others looking at her weirdly. "What? their interesting and you just threw them away." none of them said anything just waiting for the The first round to start. Cedric would go first, them fleur, after that Viktor, and finally her. Why did she felt like she was supposed to be the grand finally.
When the cannon finally sounded Cedric paled magnificently to the color of a ghost and went to face his dragon. Serves the jerk right for never trying to get the others from taking off the Potter Stinks badges. WEll she would show them who really sucked after this. Moving to the tent flap she managed to watch Cedric as he fought his dragon. He had tried transfiguring and animated a pack of timber wolves but only half of them came out right while they moved like crappy mechanical toys. The boy had gotten a lucky shot in with a blasting curse to the dragons eyes and made quick snatch of the golden egg.
She snuck back to the others when Cedric limped inside. He had a burned left side and a twisted ankle but besides that he was fine, nothing the medical sludge couldn't fix up really quick. Fleur was up next with her Welsh green. Kinda weird cause she had read that Welsh greens were actually blue in the fall.
As she watched the girl face her dragon she was a little amazed he used her passive dance magic to lull the beast to sleep. It was a bit of a sneaky way to deal with it but then again no sane person would face their dragon head on. Good thing she wasnt necessarily sane.
Viktor had gone straight on the offensive. He cast blasting hexs, bludgeoning curses, and a fair few metal spikes but none of them helped. He was wasting magic with the spells but he kept trying. Eventually he had got the dragon with a well-aimed bludgeoning curse to the eye. He got his own egg but the dragon had trampled half of her own in the process.
It horrified Haidee that they would use the dragons real eggs for the event. They sacrificed innocent unhatched creäture for their own amusement. She would have to lead her dragon away from its eggs to prevent it from smashing it clutch.
Finally the cannon sounded one last time. She walked out of the test deliberately slow just to piss them off a bit. As soon as she exited the tent she saw her dragon guarding its babies. She didn't move though except to grab her wand when it morphed from her bracer.
"Accio Hermione's pouch" She could hear a yelp in the crowd and the bag flying at her a pretty fast speed. She snatched the bag out of the air before proceeding to put all her things back on. She almost dropped her earings twice before finally getting it all in. She could feel the her male bits calming down instantly when she activated her bindi. Finally her mind was clear of a naked Hermione, not that she hadn't accidentaly walked in on her friend more that once.
wanting to have a little fun with everyone she refused to remove her cloak. With a bit of hidden strength she managed to jump up on one of the rocks to continue staring at the dragon.
^Hello, Mother Dragon. How are you to-day?^ instantly the dragon stopped growling at her and settled with cocking its head to the side.
^How are you able to speak the language of the dragons?^
^originally I could only talk to snakes but a little bit ago I absorbed a dead basilisk magic into my own.^
^interesting. You have a strong connection to the reptile world and yet you smell like a feline. Why is that^
^I am a cheetaur.^ she looked around and could see the angry and fearful faces of the audience. ^im sorry to cut this short but humans around here don't like me speaking your tongue. Would it be possible that i could get that golden egg in your clutch?^
^afraid not younglings. The humans threatened my hatchlings if I don't fight you to keep it from you^
^Then let's do this away from your eggs so they do not get harmed^
she turned on the balls of her feet and ripped her cloak off in one flowing movement. Her hair was billowing in the breeze and she knew it was giving her quiet a good picture. sending a quick flicker of magic to her flight ring and blasted off the rock into the sky. She could feel the awe radiating off the people in the stands along with a few jealous ones as well. She came to a stop about thirty feet in the air and stood there waiting for the dragon to come after her.
There was a loud snapping sound and she could easily guess that it was the chain holding the dragon in the general area of its nest. The Hungarian horntail was a nasty piece of work up close. As soon as the dragon took a deep breath she set up a strong connection to her immunity to fire enchantment. Luckily for her she had been able to develop it enough so that the flame wouldn't touch anything within two inches of her body. But if something did slip through She had a backup enchantment on it that made it so clothing on the user couldnt burn. Much simpler that individually enchanting each article of clothing.
In an instant she was enveloped in fire. But it was a little strange, even the dragons fire was morphing into her shadow fire when it got close to her. She probably didn't even need the immunity enchantment if it would turn into her own when it got close. Oh well there are worse fires out there than dragon fire. From outside the inferno she could hear people scream in horror as she was supposedly burned to ash. It made her feel bad that her eroméni was probably one of those screams but she would apologise later and probably take another punishment.
In a vacuüm affect the red inferno around her was snuffed out of existence as the dragon had run out of breath. Only issue was that her shadow fire was still spinning around her slowly in a thin vortex. To give more effect to want she was doing and to scare the watchers she rose her hand with the bracer and snapped her fingers. Instantly the shadow fire flared twice as powerful as the dragons fire into the sky before spinning outward and vanishing into nothings. The crowd was cheering and excitement and relief that she had lived. Maybe if she lived past Voldemort's time in life she could go into the entertainment industry or even start the bloody thing in the magical world.
Not wanting to end the show to soon she launched herself at the dragon and cast a continuous incarceros as she flew around the creatures tail and legs. With those out-of-the-way the dragon was stuck on its chest, side, or back with only wings to help it move. Amazingly the dragon was stubborn enough to actually fly in that condition.
^Back down dragon. You cant feasible continue as im not going to go near your mouth and fire can't hurt me.^
She shook her head in stubborn determination to save her young. ^I cannot do that or they will smash my eggs.^ shedidnt say anymore as she forced herself to shoot toward the witch.
Haidee didn't want to hurt the mother dragon but she was gonna have to cause she doubted the dragon would let her go near its eggs without being killed. Summoning a lone shadow fire whip she got ready to unleash a freezing yet burning hell upon the creäture. She twirled the whip a cross the air. With each twirl it released massive wave of ambient magic stored in the air.
She flicked her wrist and the flames flew towards the dragon before wrapping around the poor things neck. the Dragon was still struggling with the whip that it couldn't keep stable in the air and plummeted into the stones bellow.
^please give up. if you continue I will be forced to kill you.^ The dragon only fought harder as its desperation and rage took control.
Seeing there was nothing she could to placate the savage dragon she kept a firm grip on the first whip before flicking her other wrist. Instantly four more whips formed. Not wanting to see what she was about to do she closed her eyes tight. For the next three minutes she whipped the mighty fire lizard with her shadow fire. She could hear a little but of growling and incoherent gurgles. Peaking threw here eyes just a little she almost lost her lunch at the state of the dragon. It s wings were in tatters and there were deep groves and gorges all over its body. Even one of its eyes had been hit; making a trail of eyeball ooze leaking down its face to mix with a large pool of blood at its feet.
She couldn't help but to explain how horrible she felt for doing such a thing. Walking u to the downed and dying mother was almost as hard.
^Pleae...Please take care of at least one of my young. If you put your magic into them they will be bonded to you for life and will see you as an older sister or mother.^
^I can do that^
^Seeing as im dying I want you take my magic and make it your own like you did with the great snake. I don't know what will happen but I beg you please do as I ask.^
she managed to nodded to the dragon on last time before the life left its sole remaining eye. There was no other way to go about what she was about to do in the future since the ministry would never let her keep the body of a dragon she had killed.
Walking up to the dragon she placed her hand on the bloody muzzle of the hungarian horntail and pushed her magic into it. This one was much harder that the basilisk ever was but it was probably because this one had just had to push with all her might to force all the magic throughout the dragons body back into its single magic pool. This time the tug-a-war game was like she could only use her pinky again a titanium crate. Not getting anywhere she Tightened up her magic until there was no gaps in it make up. It was a single piece of magic instead of millions of little strands. Once she had everything in the center she wrapped its magic in her own three whole times before she gave a mighty pull.
The magic flooded threw the dead dragon's body and inter her own way easier than she expected she already had large pools of magic behind her eyes and her core didn't need any more changes to it she decided that she would push all the dragons magic into her heart. Seeing as Wizards use dragon heartstrings for their wands there had to be some importance to storing its magic there. Like her eyes before she plugged up all the pathways that the magic escaped and forced it to assimilate itself into her magic.
All of a sudden she could feel all her shadow fire power merge with the dragon magic inside of her heart. It felt like someone was forming an inferno of flames burning at a temperature bellow absolute zero. When she opened up her eyes they were glowing even brighter and there was some of her shadow flames dripping from the corners of her mouth. But all she could think about was releasing the pressure in her heart. Taking a deep breath she released a blazing tornado of shadow fire envelope herself and the dragon corpse. Then a quickly as it came it all blinked out of existence once more.
On shaky but determined legs she walked over to the eggs. She looked over them all for the smallest eggs and did as its mother had asked. She channeled her magic into the egg in a steady stream. Soon the little dragon embryo was absorbing her own magic but it was changing its make up. When this thing hatched she was going to hope that it really did listen to her and her eroméni.
It was at this point that she realised the stands were completely silent. Not a peep from any one of them. Cradling the dragon egg under her left arm she bet down and grabbed the stupid golden egg as well. Not knowing what to do she headed back to the champions tent. She only stopped once to pick up her cloak and wrapped the dragon egg in it.
Their wasnt a single sound her whole walk back to the tent but the second the flap closed behind her the stand imploded in cheers and shouts.
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