[2] storm of rage ~ harry potter × marvel

31- The First Task

"And here she is, ladies and gents, the Youngest Winner of The Order of Merlin, the famous Avenger... SKYLER FOSTER!" 

The announcer says dramatically, getting a reluctant cheering and clapping in return.

Skyler steps into the 'arena', searching with her eyes for the dragon. It's hard to miss, though. Right in the middle, standing threatening above anyone else, showing her teeth and claws, protecting a nest with eggs.

Everyone holds their breath as Skyler and the dragon lock eyes. Completely being surprised as Skyler bows.

"Come on Skyler, this isn't a Hippogriff, and I've heard you didn't need to bow to that either." The announcer teases.

"Could you just please shut your annoying mouth?" Skyler yells back, annoyed, for she's trying to concentrate. She continues to bow ever deeper.

"Hail, Majestic Creature of the Deep Volcanoes in Muspelheim," Skyler starts, talking to the dragon in its own language. The entire attitude of the dragon falls down and it strides slowly forward to Skyler, curious.

"You speak to me about my homeland, as if you have been there? Tell me, Dragon Tongue, what are you doing on this pathetic planet?" The dragon asks, her crimson eyes piercing through Skyler's submerge blue ones, which are cold as stone.

"I am, just like you, deceived. I am Princess Skyler from Asgard, the next protector of the Nine Realms... I'm afraid that I already failed you and your kin. But, there is a way the both of us could be out of here soon." Skyler explains, her eyes twinkling.

"And what may that be?" The dragon hums before taking another step closer.

"In order to send you back to Muspelheim, I'll need to escape this arena first. In order to do that, I need your golden egg..." Skyler whispers, bowing again. The dragon chuckles, sending cold shivers through Skyler's spine.

"You're quite the Silver Tongue, Princess, and maybe I'll be able to let you live for that..." The dragon turns around, walking to her nest, but stops. With her huge, muscled tail, the dragon scoops Skyler off her feet and throws her into the wall of the arena. The public gasps, worried. Snape and Dumbledore both stand up from their chairs, but McGonagall stops them.

Skyler almost rises immediately, loosening her muscles a little. The dragon sends her fire towards Skyler, who dodges.

"OH, SCREW IT!" Skyler yells, in human language again, before smirking mischievously. "You wanna play with fire? I'll give you fire!" With that, Skyler shapeshifts back into her armour, opening her hands, palms up to the air. Huge, green flames appear in them, causing the entire crowd to gasp at the familiar picture of the God of Mischief.

Skyler shoots six pairs of fire at the dragon, who seems to giggle at the touch. 'Right, fire-proof skin.' Skyler realises. Changing her plan, she duplicates herself ten times, giving the dragon something to worry about. That's while Skyler has time to observe it. The dragon truly has her own armour. 'Ironbelly...'Skyler thinks, letting it sink in. 'Alright what would dad do now?' Getting an idea, Skyler jumps up, cheering.

The dragon and the crowd look at her like she's crazy. That's when dark clouds are gathering above the arena. Thunder and lightning appear through them. Skyler draws her sword, teleporting to the dragon, who is still standing over her eggs. 

Running up the dragon's body, Skyler jumps, at the same time when lightning strikes just above her. Her sword hits it and is now under lightning too. The crowd cheers like hell, enjoying the show.

"Hey dragon, out of the way, please, or you'll be electrocuted." Skyler threatens, as she's on the ground again, her sword still under lightning and the dragon looking at it with great fear. Hesitantly, it goes out of the way, giving Skyler access to the golden egg...

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"Good gracious, that was what I'd call a thundering fight, Sky!" Blaise cheers as he, Theo, Draco and Pansy walk towards her.

"Well, I can't exactly agree on that." A familiar, sarcastic voice mocks from Skyler's left side.

Skyler spins around to see no one other than Thor, Tony Stark and Clint Barton stand there.

"OH MY GODS!!" Skyler exclaims as she runs into her father's arms. "I can't believe you're actually here... and what are you guys doing here?" Skyler asks referring to Clint and Tony.

"We came to look at the performance of our little girl, of course!" Clint sniffs, faking tears.

"B-but how? Muggles aren't..."

"Professor Dumbledore made an exception for the team, Sky." Thor answers.

"I never imagined that you'd actually do the same as you- ouch! – Thor." Tony starts, getting pinched by Clint as he almost calls Thor Skyler's father. Skyler waves it away.

"Easy, they know. I ran out of excuses." She says, gesturing her friends to come forward.

"Well, guys, these are my friends, my friends, these are the Avengers. This is Tony Stark, a bigger boast than Draco, that's Clint Barton – who Draco and Pansy may remember pretty well – and Thor, my father as I told you." Skyler babbles, losing the subject more than once.

"Okay, well, eh, everyone, meet everyone." Skyler says, hoping to break the tension. Blaise is the first one to step up to Tony, offering his hand.

"It is a true pleasure to meet you, sir. Blaise Zabini." Tony takes his hand and shakes it.

"Tony Stark, as you already knew." He answers stiffly. "So, you're all wizards and stuff?"

"Of course, we are. Our families are the oldest lines of wizard blood in the country." Pansy says, folding her arm to her chest, her nose pointing up in the air. Clint scoffs at the sight, realising that nothing has really changed.

"Alright, why don't we all just go to Hogsmeade and drink a Butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks?" Draco offers, helping Skyler with breaking the tension.

"I don't know what you speak of when you say Butterbeer, young boy, but I've heard of a particular sport called Quidditch? In my opinion, it'd be great fun to see my friends playing it." Thor suggests. Skyler nods from behind Thor's back towards her friends. She already saw Theo, Draco and Blaise grimace at the idea of playing Quidditch with Muggles.

"Uh, yeah, sure." Blaise answers, trying to sound excited.

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Thank you, for reading. I don't know if there'll be many updates during the next weeks. I've had a surgery. There was something wrong with my eardrum, but they were able to fix that. I'll try to update, though. But I'm still very tired and need to take as much rest as possible. Thanks for reading and I hope you liked it. Any ideas for the next chapters, are there things that should really happen? -x 𝐽𝑖𝑙𝑙 ✨