I'm a Good Snake (Harry Potter Fan Fiction) | Book 1

Twelve

Another bolt of fire hit the stone labrador as it ran away from the large beast. The dragon ran after it, nearly snapping off the waving tail of the animated stone. However, its attention then snapped over to Cedric as the boy reached the clutch of eggs and grasped the golden egg.  Blue flames shot out of its mouth rapidly in Cedric's direction, the flames clinging on slightly as Cedric dived behind a boulder. 

The Swedish Short Snout lumbered closer, stalking the young wizard as prey. It now had no interest in the charmed stone, now intent on taking down Cedric for stealing one of its eggs.

"Make a run for it!" Henry yelled from behind Rosalie.

"Run!" Rosalie shouted out with her fellow peers as they watched Cedric hurry away from the dragon. 

They'd watch as Cedric ran for the exit, trying to dodge every blue ball of fire coming at him. Screams intensified as the dragon tried to corner him. The dragon only loomed closer and began to run, blasting one final shot of its intense blue flames at Cedric. This one hit, almost engulfing him completely as he fell into the corridor. Shouts could be heard as the dragon handlers came running out and others were out of view, most likely eliminating the fire on Cedric.

"That was intense..." Leonid said from his spot next to Rosalie.

She only nodded her head in response while watching the experts handle the large blue beast below them. "Yeah..." Just seeing the glimmering of the scales and how the muscles flexed below them mesmerized the girl. For something so powerful and destructive, the dragon was gorgeous to see. Never had Rosalie seen one in person.

It was even as they brought out the next dragon, the Common Welsh Green. Its green scales reminded Rosalie of the green countryside she saw when visiting family in Wales. Its smooth and calm appearance drew her in more, identifying how calm it was with the handlers. It walked with a casual grace and even gave a rumbling-like response to one handler as they gave the dragon a hunk of meat for being compliant. The dragon's eyes flickered upward for a moment and Rosalie looked deep into them. Calm, curious, and confused. It was a dragon who wouldn't be as aggressive as the one Cedric just fought. Either way, the beast had also taken up all of Rosalie's focus.

"And our next champion... Fleur Delacour!" Dumbledore announced.

Cheers erupted from all around Rosalie and she'd start to clap to break herself out of her own fascination. After a few moments of clapping, she saw Fleur emerge from the only entrance and exit. However, Fleur seemed to be as sneaky as possible and stalked slowly behind the rocks as she aimed her wand at the green dragon. And while Rosalie and others could hear FLeur, they could not understand the spell said as it was cast at the dragon.

The large creature didn't seem phased at first until its head lowered slightly and its arms and legs decided to fold themselves together. It looked around the dueling grounds, albeit slowly. As its movements slowed and its head began to dip downward on its hands, Fleur bolted for her egg. A few leaps here and there, but one small slip with a rock tumbling was enough to make the dragon snap back wide awake. It spun its head around and roared, a melodic and beautiful tune coming out instead of a roar that would terrify someone.

"Go! Run!" Rosalie and her group of friends shouted. It was a mixture again as everyone tried to tell Fleur to run with her captured egg. 

The French girl made a run for it and tried to avoid the Green Welsh's narrow bolts. None hit her body, but her skirt began to burn up as she exited the arena. Splashes of water could be heard just seconds later as she doused herself.

"A sleeping charm... clever!" Heidi spoke. She'd turn to Rosalie and smile. "This is so cool, isn't it? Too bad those dragons would destroy us in an instant."