[Saphira012]

Well, I saw Greeny and Gonff's story and thought I'd do a Harry Potter & Eragon Combo as well.

Soooo....Here is Chapter One without further ado.

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Harry stood in front of the newly rebuilt cabin on the Howarts grounds, glaring at Hagrid. The twenty year old was not happy.
“Why, Hagrid? Why?” He asked as he looked at the caged dragon in the yard.

“It’s th’ Triwizard toun’ment Harry! You know they get dragons as one of the tasks, and I need yer help with ‘em.” Hagrid says, scratching his beard. Harry scowled, eyeing the Hungarian Horntail in the cage.

“You know I hate that type of dragon, right? It nearly ate me you know…” He watched the dragon eye him hungrily and jumped back as it loosed a burst of flame, waving his wand to create a fire proof shield around him without a muttered word.

“Just uh…don’t let anyone near it…I’ll be in one of the guest rooms in the castle.” He said, eyeing the dragon still.

“Righ’” Said Hagrid. Harry muttered under his breath as he entered the castle with a swish of his black robes, brushing back his hair. He waved absent mindedly to the teens he passed, who stared at him. Of course he would be famous after defeating Voldemort, who wouldn’t be? But yet he’s gotten bored and yearned for more action. He walked into the guestroom that was on the bottom floor of Hogwarts castle. He tapped it with his wand, and it opened for him.

He entered and locked it again, going for the bookshelf in the room. Harry grabbed a book from it and sat down in a comfy armchair by a window in the stone wall. The book had been published in September by a muggle author named Christopher Paloni, and he had interesting views on magic. It was laughable that magic would be limited to one’s strength, but hey, at least this muggle had imagination, and Harry found himself liking the book. Harry flipped through the book to where he had last left off, in the middle of the chapter Uninvited Guests.
The sun dropped in the sky the whole time while he read, getting through three chapters before he was interrupted by an owl tapping on the window. Harry opened the window and let the owl in, who dropped scroll on top of the book and flew out.
Harry opened it and saw it was from Hagrid. It read:

Harry,
Hermione and Ron are with you right? Cuz I need your three’s help, bring the cloak and brooms.
Hagrid.

Harry sighed and before he left the room, changed to a black furred wolf, making sure he still knew how to do so, a white snippet on his forehead. He silently thanked Hermione for teaching him and Ron how to become animals within days after they defeated Voldemort. He then changed back, grabbed the invisibility cloak and broom and then left the room, knocking on Ron and Hermione’s guest room door.

Ron opened the door and looked to hair with a raised brow.
“What are you doing up this late Harry?” He asked, Harry didn’t respond save for thrusting the scroll into his hand. Ron read it and then sighed.

“It’s got to be about that dragon…” and he left Harry at the door and came out with Hermione, her hair straight and wavy. Both were in black wizard robes and muggle clothes underneath.
They went outside to the grounds, walking across to Hagrid’s hut, their feet getting slightly wet inside their shoes from the damp grass. The knocked on Hagrid’s door, aware of the Horntail’s gaze, it’s yellow eyes gleaming in the darkness. Hagrid opened the door and ushered the three twenty year olds inside. Ron eyed the cabin, making sure there were no huge barrels of maggots and the like in there. There weren’t… Fang however, came bounding up to Hermione, demanding with his eyes to be scratched.

Harry looked to Hagrid, whose beard had been partially burnt off.
“So what is it Hagrid? What’s wrong?” Harry asked.

“Well, th’ dragon’s been restless an’ ‘e’s been actin’ a bit strange…Is it possible for ya three to put him to sleep with a combined spell? I’d really appreciate it.” He looked at them with his warm yet tired beetle black eyes and they sighed, unable to resist helping him.

Ron face palmed and Hermione slapped the back of his head. They then trudged on out and got onto their brooms, Hagrid watching from the porch.

“If we die, I blame you.” Says Ron from his broom, Harry laughed before taking to the air and circling around the dragon, drawing it’s blasts of fire. He did this while Hermione and Ron shot sleeping spells at it, which seemed to just bounce off it’s hide. The Horntail then growled and let out a roar the likes Harry had never heard before, and it only reminded him of the book Brisingr…

“Harry, watch out!” Hermione yelled, but it was too late, Harry had flown right into a mass of glowing colors that had not been there before…

It felt like he had passed through flames, it was hot warm and bight… Then he opened his eyes and found the boom hovering over an orange landscape. Tents dotted the ground about half a mile away to his right, and there was a vast expanse of earth to his left. The land is a weird orangish color and green flames sprouted out of vents along the cracked earth. A roar filled the air as Ron and Hermione suddenly appeared on their brooms next to him…they had very nearly crashed into him…

Harry looked towards the tents again and saw a massive form of glittering blue rise from it.
“Oh hell no…” Harry groaned as he realized where they were…
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So...Tell me what you guys think. no comments no updates!

This post has been edited by Saphira012: 12 February 2009 - 10:08 PM

[Lord Murphy]

Pretty good set up for everything. Get it going a little more action and I think it will be good. I like both this one and the other one and hopefully you will update more!

[Saphira012]

Pretty good set up for everything. Get it going a little more action and I think it will be good. I like both this one and the other one and hopefully you will update more!

I plan on more action. I was just warming up with the intro chapter

[greeny]

Wow, this confused me.

I was looking around and I saw that someone had posted in a topic that started with Harry Potter. Imagine my surprise when I ended up here. Anyways, so far so good. Very good intro, if I do say so myself.

By the way, I love the idea too!

[Saphira012]

And here is Chapter 2

“What? What is it Harry?” Ron asked Harry, but Hermione realized where they were, and that they needed to get out of sight. Harry saw a patch of trees.

“Apparate down there with the brooms!” He said to the others. They all turned in the air with the brooms and vanished with loud cracks, right before the dragon and her rider had gotten there. The rider frowned, and he and his dragon looked around.

Ron, Harry and Hermione appeared in the forest with loud pops. Harry panted and looked to Ron.
“We’re in a book, okay? Or at least…I think it’s the book…unless this place really exists and Paloni is just channeling it through his writing…” Harry said slowly, looking to Hermione who just shrugged at that.

“He’ll be able to sense us Hermione…Ron, do you still remember how to become that dog?” Harry asked, looking to Ron.

“Uh sorta…why?”

“We don’t want to ruin the timeline of this book…or the events going on here.” Harry said, looking to Hermione.

“I’ll make sure he remembers how to change properly.” Said Hermione. Harry nodded.

“Guard your minds…” He also said slowly, eyeing the circling dragon through the trees.
Hermione looked to him as he opened a pocket plane with his wand and put the brooms and cloak into it.

“That’ll make us stick out! So how about we don’t.” Harry just rolled his eyes and became the black wolf, ears perked and nose twitching. He’s standing tense as the invisibility cloak lands on the ground softly beside him. He must have looked pretty strange in this pose, for Ron laughed at him, only to get smacked by Hermione, who demanded his attention.

He then went to the edge of the forest and watched Saphira moving around. Suddenly she turned right to Harry and went into a dive. Harry let out a strangled yelp and bounded into the forest. He got to the clearing, where he saw a ginger cat and a dust colored Wolf. The padded over to him, and Harry wished he had cast the spell to understand animal speech.

He then looked back at the sound of snapping branches and twigs. He bounded foreword sprinting through the forest with Ron close behind him, Hermione jumping through trees like a squirrel, following the two. Eragon came to the clearing with Saphira and bent down to examine the tracks. Saphira let out a snort and let loose a roar that echoed through the woods, frightening the animals all around.
Harry and Ron pounded through the forest, their padded paws sounding with soft thumps, leaving soft prints on the ground. The sound of their heavy breathing filled the air around them as they emerged from the forest and onto the banks of the Ninor River. The edges sloped steeply to the river roaring past them. The water looked a sickly white.

Ron let out a yelp as Hermione flung from a tree and landed on his back, her claws digging into his back to keep steady. She then jumped off and became herself.

“Hold on you guys, I think we left out a spell…” She muttered a spell over them waving her wand at herself and the boys. Then she became the cat again. The three of them then looked at the river, wondering what they should do, cross it or take the long way around? All the while, they continued to hear branches and twigs snapping.

“Hrm…” Harry said, it came out like a hoarse growl. Ron looked to him.

“We’re going to have to jump or swim across, aren’t we?” Ron groaned, though to anyone nearby it sounded like they were barking and growling at each other.

“It’s either that or being eaten by a dragon…” Harry muttered before backing up quite a bit. Hermione watched from her perch on a rock nearby, eyes focused on him. Harry then sprinted for the edge going faster and faster before he arrived at the edge and sprung himself foreword with as much force as he could muster. He soared over the water for a moment before falling into the water, three fourths of the way across. He struggled for a moment, not used to swimming with paws instead of legs, but he managed to stay afloat.

Saphira then appeared at the edge of the forest, watching Ron and Hermione watch him.

“Behind you!” Harry howled, both looked behind at Saphira and Ron yelped, Hermione hissed, going into the shelter of the rock. Before Ron could so much as move, he was knocked off his feet by the sweep of Saphira’s muscled tail. Hermione peered out from behind the rock, hissing loudly.
Saphira then pinned Ron with her foot, making sure he couldn’t get up.

“Harry!” Ron yelled, it was a horrible strangled howl that tore at Harry’s very soul as he swam as fast as he could towards him. He let out regular barks and growls at Saphira, who looked at Harry with interest. He saw that saphira was alone, but where was Eragon…?

“Saphira!” A voice yelled, and Harry knew he had gotten his answer. Saphira looked back at Eragon, still pinning Ron. Eragon came from the forest, looking angry. Harry panted hard, now feeling soft ground beneath his feet and sprinting forward, his legs screamed for him to stop, but he didn’t listen as he climbed the steep slope, most of the time his paws sinking into deep mud and his claws leaving deep gouges. He heard Saphira growl, and Ron’s whining whimper. He then got up to the even part of the ground, soaked, shivering and tired, but he growled at Saphira. Eragon looked to him and started to touch Harry’s mind when an explosive pain seared through his scar, it felt like his head had been cleaved open in one deft stroke. It was so unexpected he let out a howl of anguish. It was a pain he hadn’t felt in over three years….His legs gave way under him and he fell to the ground, in the mud. His forepaws were over the white snipped mark, trying to dull the pain…but he couldn’t… The pain…It so nearly made him pass out, even as his surroundings churned around him. He whined before curling up in a ball, unable to block out a high cold laugh that he could hear… His scar throbbing all the while. He was dimly aware of being lifted up and heard Ron’s barking…he could barely make out the words.

“Harry! Harry he’s got you!”

“Ron…calm down..” Hermione’s meows. Ron whined again and Harry opened his eyes. Eragon is carrying him over to Saphira.. Harry started to struggle weakly, but Eragon scratched behind his ears, muttering.

“Shh…shhh…calm down boy…”

“Harry!...Bite him! Come on!” Ron yelled. Harry looked over Eragon’s shoulder to his two friends.

“No…Hermione…You know how to get to the Varden’s camp…go there…” Harry said weakly, It sounded like low whines, at which Eragon looked at him and continued to scratch behind his ears as Harry watched Ron pace and then run at Eragon. Harry sighed and gave a mighty push against Eragon with his legs, surprising him and pushing him away where he stumbled, Harry landed with a dull thud on the ground, getting to his feet and growling at Ron. Ron growled back.

“Go! Just go! Hermione can take you to the camp…go…” Ron ignored him and charged at Eragon, who simply sighed and said something in the ancient language, making him freeze in place. Harry noticed Saphira watching with a twinkle in her eyes. Eragon came back and picked up Harry once more. Ron continued to whine as Eragon got onto Saphira with Harry. Hermione watched from her perch, tail flicking, brown eyes staring into Harry’s green ones before Ron was released, howling at the three leaving…

Harry let out a huff of breath before succumbing to the warm embrace of unconsciousness.

This post has been edited by Saphira012: 12 February 2009 - 02:54 PM

[DMan423]

I like it so far. This could make a really good story. And judging from the name, I'm guessing Voldemort's coming back. I can't imagine how powerful Voldemort and Galbatorix would be together.

[Saphira012]

I like it so far. This could make a really good story. And judging from the name, I'm guessing Voldemort's coming back. I can't imagine how powerful Voldemort and Galbatorix would be together.

close, but I'm not sure of that.

Can anyone tell me the for sure hint in there? (PM me) I'll give you a spoiler of things to come if you get it right.

[Lord Murphy]

I'm Harry Potter!

Haha Eragon has a pet dog.

Wouldn,t Eragon have been able to reach out with his mind and see his thoughts though?

[Saphira012]

That's what he tried to do earlier, but when someone's in a terrible pain he can't sense their thoughts.

[Saphira012]

Chapter 3

Harry woke, blinking and finding his surroundings to be the inside of a canvas tent, a rather regular looking one. It was then that his aching limbs made themselves known to him.

“Great…” Harry muttered, it came out as a small whine. He found he was still the wolf. He saw movement from a corner, Eragon shifting on a cot. Harry ignored him and tried going back to sleep, but the fact that Eragon was now probing his mind got to be really annoying. He flicked Eragon away with a thought, and his ear simply twitched.

He was too tired to allow anyone to search his memories, or his intentions. Much too tired. He drifted off to sleep, consciously making sure he stayed as the wolf.

He woke several hours later to find that the smell of burnt tents filled his nostrils. Harry got up, stretching and wandered out of the Tent, Eragon not in there. He padded through the camp, finding it strangely empty.
He came across a huge pavilion and saw several dead guards out side of it, expressions of horror still etched on their faces. Feeling a sense of dread, Harry passed through the canvas and saw dead people all around, he saw Eragon cornered by someone in black. Nasuada who had been in her chair was dead, everyone around, including Elva and Arya were dead. Harry let out a cry that was a howl and charged at the figure, who turned. Harry stopped when he saw the face. That face…

Harry woke with a start, looking to the hand that was not Eragon’s touching his back. He saw a beautiful woman who had pointed ears sitting next to him. Next to her was a large black dog that Harry swore he recognized, but was too drowsy to figure out. He then realized that the woman was Arya. She spoke something in a beautiful tone in the ancient language. Harry didn’t understand any of it, but he somehow knew she was trying to tell him that it was just a dream. Harry could smell crushed pine needles in the air, the scent that Eragon in the book could always smell about her.

“Come,” Arya said to Harry it the common tongue, “Let us clean you up.” Harry got to his sore feet and walked alongside Arya with the black dog. Harry wasn’t paying attention to anything though, his head was down and his tail motionless. He missed Ron and Hermione already, even Ginny, whom he had married but a few months ago.
Arya lead him to a small area where there were washtubs with soap water and the like. Harry stepped into the tub, not really caring about what would happen. Luke warm water was then poured over him, and he yelped, having not really expected it. Arya laughed and the large black furred dog gave a bark. Arya continued to pour warm water in the tub until it covered Harry’s back. Arya then scrubbed the mud off of Harry with soap and a brush. Arya seemed to find no other pleasure, and the black dog gave a loud bark, starting Harry out of his brooding. He barked back at the dog,

“Will you stop? I was thinking!”

The dog cocked his head.

“About what?” He asked.

Harry looked at him green eyes to brown eyes.

“You wouldn’t understand.” He sunk under the water, washing out the soap and jumped out of the tub. With a mischievous grin in his wolf face he shook the water off, getting the dog and Arya all wet.

The black dog shook off the water Harry had splashed onto him. The dog’s eyes flicked to Harry’s white snippet of a scar.
“I understand more than you think.” He said as they both followed Arya, Harry shivering a bit for he was so cold.

“Oh yeah, sure, you don’t even know me.” Harry snorted. He heard a faint bark in the distance, and his ears perked.


“I know that you’re Harry Potter, and that your parents were killed by him.”
Harry felt his insides go cold and he looked to the dog, all of his weariness and the sore limbs seemed to be gone, his fur was on end.

Harry backed up. Now he knew where he had seen the dog before, but he couldn’t believe it.

“You fell through the veil, you were…are dead! I think I’m still a bit tired…!” Without even waiting for a response he bounded off into the tents blindly, running under people’s legs or skirting around them, anything to just get away… Before he knew it he had shot into a striped red pavilion and shot under the table. He knew dimly that people had been talking and stopped at the shouts of guards running after Harry. He blinked and found he was in Nasuada’s pavilion. He panted and heard the guards yell again and tackle a large black dog. Harry shook under the table, staring at the dog.

A sigh came from further up.
“You guys can’t even control the dogs now? Come on…”
The table was pushed aside.

“No…I think that dog was chasing the wolf I found earlier.” Eragon pet Harry, Harry jumped back and growled, moving away from his fingers and looking to the dog, which was being restrained by the guards.

“Harry, I…I don’t know how to explain it.” The dog whines, lowering his head, looking at the ground, tail drooped. Harry snarled and went past him.
He left the tent, leaving the bewildered humans and even Urgals behind. The black dog followed as Harry went to the edge of the camp, looking for trees as cover. The whole time he was growling. He found a part of the reinforcements blocked the forest from view, but they were made to keep people out, not in. Harry simply ran up a board and jumped and landed on the ground, staggering a bit. The dog followed him.

They went deep into the woods before Harry became himself again, his robes nice and clean from the ‘washing’. He stared down at the dog.

“If you really are Sirius, go ahead, show yourself and explain.” He said, voice shaking.

The dog’s outline rippled and became a man in black robes and had somewhat long hair. He looked up and smiled at Harry, it was definitely Sirius. Harry smiled and hugged him.
“I thought you were dead.” He said, patting Sirius’ back.

“I thought I was dead too, to be honest.” They just stood there, hugging each other.

“You…fell through that veil right after you got hit by a killing curse, I saw it happen…And then there was that stone that showed what I think was yours, my dad’s, mom’s and Remus’ spirits…?”

“So that’s what that was.” Sirius muttered.”Um…” He stopped when they both heard cracks of branches and a wolf with a cat on it’s back came out.

“Hey Ron, Hermione.” Harry says, looking to the wolf and cat. Their forms rippled and there was Hermione and Ron.

“Oh my god…Sirius!” Hermione squealed, giving Sirius a bear hug as Harry stepped back.

“Hermione….can’t….breathe….” Sirius gasped out. Hermione didn’t let go, thus Ron had to pull her off of Sirius. For once Sirius looked younger than he should have instead of older, he was smiling as only Harry had seen in the photograph Sirius had posted in his room.

“I still don’t quite get how You’re alive…” Harry muttered, rubbing his head, “And why you’re here…”

Sirius shrugged, “It must have been something to do with the veil. One moment everything was black around me and the next I was in a huge forest, I decided being in my animal form would be better.”

Harry nodded at that. All of them were savoring their reunion when war drums beat through the air. Harry and Sirius frowned, Hermione gasped. Within seconds there were animals standing where humans were. Sirius picked Hermione up in his teeth, at the skin at the back of her neck, it wouldn’t hurt her. They all bounded off, climbing up wooden spikes carefully before bounding through the camp, Harry, Ron and Sirius panting heavily. Harry’s mind drifted as he thought about his scar and the pain that had come back… If Sirius is alive…couldn’t Voldemort be too?
A roar came from above and a red dragon was there. Harry exchanged looks with the other three.

He suddenly felt as if his eyes had been opened completely in this world, but from another view. Two views actually. He was able to see the Varden from Above…but also from below. A black figure flew next to Thorn and Murtagh, he wore black robes and a black hood, no broom to hold him. He held out a long white fingered hand with a wand held in it’s hand.

This post has been edited by Saphira012: 30 March 2009 - 10:32 AM

[Creme Fraiche]

OMG!
Don't tell that's gonna be Voldy!!!
They're screwed!

I like your writing style, but there are a few mistakes. Other than that Good job!

This post has been edited by xBANannAx: 20 February 2009 - 04:31 PM

[thefanfic]

AHHHHH!
NO!
NOT VOLDEMORT!
Unless Voldemort de-throned Gably! (Now that would be interesting.)

[Creme Fraiche]

Yes it would.
Wait. Is Harry a dog or wolf? I;m confused. Update please!

This post has been edited by xBANannAx: 12 March 2009 - 03:03 PM

[twilight fan]

This is fantastic(sp?).

Yes it would.
Wait. Is Harry a dog or wolf? I;m confused. Update please!

I'm pretty sure he is a wolf.

This post has been edited by twilight fan: 17 March 2009 - 06:20 PM

[Creme Fraiche]

Chapter 3

“Great…” Harry muttered, it came out as a small whine. He found he was still the dog. He saw movement from a corner, Eragon shifting on a cot. Harry ignored him and tried going back to sleep, but the fact that Eragon was now probing his mind got to be really annoying. He flicked Eragon away with a thought, and his ear simply twitched.

He was too tired to allow anyone to search his memories, or his intentions. Much too tired. He drifted off to sleep, consciously making sure he stayed as the dog.

Thats what kinda threw me off.

This post has been edited by xBANannAx: 18 March 2009 - 03:54 PM