Pandora sat outside and tapped her fingers against her knee's, watching the clouds drift by.
"Fasinated by the clouds?" A familiar voice wrung out. She turned to him and grinned.
"Long time no talk Remus." The small reaper replied with, motioning for the werewolf to sit down next to her.
"Indeed." He stretches out and relaxes on the grass. His muscles still aching from the recent full moon.
"How did the full moon go?" She muttered quietly. His gaze snapped to her.
"You know?" He meekly responded, she simply nodded.
"Since day one. You can't hide your lycanthropy from a reaper of all creatures." She snickered and looked at him. He huffed and pushed her gently, causing her to burst out laughing.
"Why didn't you tell me you knew?!" He stressed, glaring at her.
"I was going to let you tell me in your own time once you've trusted me, but with how badly the full moon treated you this time around I couldn't help but ask." Remus' eyes soften at her words.
"Thank you Pandora." She gave him a fanged smile and nodded before looking back at the clouds.
"You know, Deaths lands don't have clouds. Mainly because it doesn't rain." She hummed as she watched the clouds drift by, Remus watching her as she spoke.
"Can you tell me what the rural parts of Deaths Lands look like?" He questioned, she nodded with a small hum.
"Well, theres few mountains, but the mountains that do exist there are massive, the ground shifts frequently, almost like a desert. The ground will be one way one day, then the next it'll be completely different. Death Rose bushes are everywhere. Its a pretty common plant there despite being so dangerous to the living. Trees also grow there believe it or not. The leaves are a mixture of colours, mainly purples, reds and blacks. Sometimes you find blue leaves. But the Green ones are rare. Sort of like a lucky charm."
"A four leaf clover type thing?" Remus cut her off, questioning.
"Yeah, like that. It's seen as real good luck to find them. They also are the main ingredient for a potion of luck. The biggest mountain you can almost always see, its called Reaper Central. Its where Death use to live, Grim Reapers now live there when they have no place to go from being kicked out of territories or somethin. Birdie stays there frequently." She explained, looking at the grass by her feet.
"I thought you were bad at potions?" A laugh escaped her lips at his question.
"I am, absolutely awful. But I know all the ingredients for potions because Birdie makes me go get them." She smiled at the thought of it.
"I thought you were the leader? And you take orders from Birdie?" Remus smirked slightly.
"I am the leader. But with Birdie its a different story. I'd do anythin' for them, you could say they have me wrapped around their finger. Not in a loving crush type of way, I can't love like that. But I see them as family. They mean so much to me that I'm willing to loose all my forms as long as Birdie gets to see another sunrise." Remus smiled softly as he processed what she said.
"Thats adorable." He finally responded with.
"Whatever." She sassed back. A warm smile on her face nonetheless.
Hours passed and Pandora has returned to wandering the halls. Greeting and smiling to students who walked past. Before Hagrid quickly waddled up. "Pan'ora! Theres a Dragon in the cour' 'ard!"
Pandora looked at him before quickly sprinting to the courtyard, to a sight she never wished to see. Albus Dumbledore and Minerva Mcgonagall huddling a group of students back from a familiar 70ft dragon-wyvern hybrid.
"HEY!" She shouted at the top of her lungs, standing in front of Dumbledore and Minerva. The Hybrid and Pandora locked eyes intensely, the dragon-wyvern's eyes softening at realisation. "Back down Bud."
Dumbledore looked at her in surprise. "You know that?"
Pandora simply nodded. "I'll explain soon, Let me just calm her down. I didn't expect her to just straight up come to Hogwarts and cause chaos." She waved the hybrid away and moved into the grassy plains by Hagrids. His eyes widening at the sight of the hybrid more calm and obeying the Reaper. Dumbledore and Minerva hesitantly following after.
The dragon creature lowered her head and let out a small grumble of apology, Pandora sighed and patted her head.
"She apologies for causing a ruckus." Pandora said to Dumbledore. Who hesitantly took a step forward. "This is Clock. My dragon, I was there when she hatched. I personally apologise she caused trouble."
"She had an egg with her." Minerva confirmed. Clock sheepishly looked Pandora in the eye, and using her wings, lifted herself up to show a large egg in her clutches.
Pandora hummed in confusion as she approached and gently touched the egg. Knitting her eyebrows with even more confusion and backs off, looking at her. "Clock. You are aware this is a Wyrm egg?"
The dragon seemingly communicates back in a bond type of way, whatever she may have said to Pandora caused the Reaper to sputter.
"Well- I- Yeah- But- Clock you have to understand its a Wyrm! We don't even--" Pandora sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Fine." The dragon Hybrids eyes lit up happily as she cradled the egg in her grip in a motherly fashion.
"Clock seems to have found an abandoned Wyrm egg and deemed it as hers." Pandora explained. "It'll hatch. And she wants to stay around her for my help and to have a family in the area."
Minerva's eyes widen in shock alittle. "Absolutely not?!"
"Very well then Pandora. She can stay." Dumbledore confirmed, a smile on his lips.
"Excuse me?!" Minerva waved her hands in defeat as she glared the older man down.
Pandora grinned innocently at Minerva and then back to Clock. "Me and you have alot to talk about concerning the egg though Clock." She hissed at the dragon-Wyvern hybrid, causing the creature to mimick her hiss almost like a parrot would.
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The Werewolf and The Monster
FanfictionWhat happens when Professor Lupin finds comfort in a creature that's suppose to be Unforgiving, Ruthless and Emotionless? Read on as Remus befriends a Grim Reaper and find out they are not what the books and myths chalk them up to be. - Third Perso...