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agustdakasuga · 4 years

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A Place Called Home | Chapter 20

Genre: Hybrid!AU, Poly!AU?, Soulmate AU, romance, fluff, humour

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Characters: vet!reader, Arcticfox!Seokjin, Panther!Yoongi, Goldenretriever!Hoseok, Wolf!Namjoon, Calicocat!Jimin, Tiger!Taehyung, Rabbit!Jungkook

Summary: Having saved your own injured hybrid, you were determined to try and help any other hybrid that crossed your path who needed saving. But being a vet in a small hospital wasn’t enough for you. You wanted to do more, you wanted to make a difference. You wanted to give them a home.

The ring is quick to put the hybrids to work. You can only watch on in despair as the ring continues to break you and your family.

Chapter warning(s): Angry cursing, needle/drug abuse, violence, slight gore, killing, death. Please read at your own discretion

“Time to make a comeback, Yoongi.” Boss Im came in just as the sun was setting, a cigarette hanging from his lips. Yoongi was hunched as he growled at Boss Im, his tail straightened in attention. Boss Im had made all the hybrids wear collars, even Hoseok and Jimin. One of the henchmen hooked a leash to the collar around Yoongi’s neck.

“I have a lot of money on you tonight. Make me proud.” Boss Im ruffled Yoongi’s hair.

“Yoongi.” You called out softly, looking at him through the bars.

“Don’t worry, doctor. You’ll be escorted to your front row seat soon enough.” Boss Im smirked and they walked away. You watched as Yoongi was dragged out of the basement.

Yoongi hadn’t fought or trained in 3 years. You didn’t doubt his strength and capability but you knew that these fights were played dirty. If they put Yoongi against some trained hybrid who has been fighting non-stop, there is no chance Yoongi would win.

“Joon, what’s going to happen?” You asked, panicking.

“We’re usually injected with steroids and hormones that make us feral. Boss Im won’t bet big considering Yoongi hyung hasn’t been active for years. I wouldn’t worry too much now.” Namjoon sighed.

“H-He won’t die, r-right?”

“Boss won’t let him. As he said earlier, there’s a lot of money on Yoongi. Boss will only send us to fight fights that he knows we’ll win.” Namjoon explained.

“Showtime, doctor.” Someone came down to grab you. Jimin and Hoseok tried to hold onto you but the man took a gun out, aiming it at them. The two cowered away.

“It’s okay.” You told them as you were taken away.

“Now you’ll see how my little monsters work.” Boss Im smirked as you were forced to sit on the ground beside his chair. You looked at the ground and Boss Im clicked his tongue, waving his hand. Rough hands grabbed your face from the back, forcing you to face the ring and watch the match. The announcer stepped into the middle.

“The fight that everyone has been waiting for. The comeback of our black panther! Yoongi!” The announcer pointed to the side and the crowd cheered.

“Yoongi...” You whispered as you watched him get pushed out into the ring. He stumbled slightly.

“It’ll be the battle of the felines! Panther against jaguar!” The announcer pointed to the other side and the jaguar hybrid pounced out. The human male quickly ran out of the ring. Yoongi eyes flashed red.

“We’re usually injected with steroid and hormones that make us feral.”

You gulped as you remembered Namjoon’s words. That was the only way they would make Yoongi willing to fight. The two hybrids circled each other and Yoongi bared his canines at the jaguar, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth as his chest heaved.

“Fight!” A loud voice announced.

The jaguar was the first to attack, pouncing towards Yoongi. Yoongi fell onto his back, making the crowd jeer.

“No!” You didn’t even know you started crying.

“You have too little faith in him, doctor.” Boss Im chuckled, lighting a cigarette. Yoongi growled and shoved the jaguar off him, clawing at his face. The jaguar hissed and went on fours.

“There we go. That’s my little monster.”

Yoongi took the chance to charge and run at his opponent, kicking him in the chest. The jaguar was not going down without a fight. He managed to grab Yoongi’s tail and chomp down, making Yoongi cry out.

“You’ll pay for that.” Yoongi growled deeply. As the fight progressed, you just prayed that Yoongi wouldn’t lose his life. The two managed to get each other a few times. It was obvious that the both of them were getting tired and running out of energy. You watched as the jaguar knocked Yoongi down. He tried to push himself up but just fell.

“Yoongi, please. No, get up.” You cried as you watched the jaguar move back to gain some distance before charging at him.

What happened next was so fast that you felt that if you blinked, you would have missed it. You opened your mouth to scream but nothing came out. The hands that held you let you go as you slumped forward.

“Good show!” Boss Im stood up, clapping.

With his last bit of energy, Yoongi managed to land a bite on the jaguar’s neck, ripping his head away. Blood was everywhere as the jaguar fell on the ground.

Dead.

You felt the urge to throw up as you watched Yoongi finally give in to fatigue and crumble on the ground.

“Do you see what I mean, doctor? Look at what a champion your precious little mate is.” Boss Im said. You just stared blankly at the ring. People rushed in to take both Yoongi and the jaguar away but you knew there was no saving the jaguar anymore.

“Tell you what, I’ll let you treat Yoongi. How does that sound?” He laughed. He smirked triumphantly at your traumatised state.

“Alright, let’s go. Take her.” You were hauled up to your feet. You didn’t even know where you were going. There were some double doors that you went through until you stopped in front of Yoongi.

“Come on? What are you waiting for?” Boss Im raised his eyebrows.

“Maybe this will give you some incentive.” You felt the cold barrel of a gun being pressed to the back of your head.

With shaky hands and tears streaming down your face, you began to treat Yoongi. He was still unconscious as you patched him up. You made sure to tape his broken ribs.

“Take them back to their cells.” You were thrown back into the cell, falling onto the concrete ground roughly. Taehyung picked the unconscious Yoongi up, laying him on his mattress. Hoseok and Jimin rushed to you but when Jimin touched you, you involuntarily flinched at his touch. Everyone was shocked at your reaction.

“(y-y/n)?” Jimin whimpered. You just curled yourself into the tightest ball on the ground, your entire being shaking as you cried softly.

Taehyung saw the amount of blood on Yoongi’s clothes and the dried blood around his mouth, knowing that whatever happened wasn’t good. It was brutal that you had to watch whatever happened.

“Namjoon.” Jin turned to the wolf.

“Ugh.” There was a deep ache in Yoongi’s bones. His whole body was stiff and it hurt just to try and lift a finger.

“Hyung.” Taehyung rushed over to help him sit up. The tiger has managed to use fabric from his ripped pant leg to wipe the blood off of the older’s body, especially his mouth.

“Water.” Yoongi choked, wheezing as he held onto his broken rib. Taehyung gave him the bowl of water, which he took a mouthful of and gargled before spitting it back out. He watched the crimson water spill from his lips and into the metal dish.

“Are you feeling okay?” Taehyung asked.

“W-Where’s (y/n)?” Yoongi ignored his question. Taehyung’s eyes shifted and he bit his lip nervously, as if unable to tell him what happened.

“She...” Taehyung looked over at your cell. Then it finally dawned on him. Everything came back to him; the hands that held him down as the needles pierced him, the jaguar, your crying face, the blood.

“No, no, no. Kitten!” Yoongi rattled the bars of your shared cell wall.

“She’s sleeping, hyung.” Hoseok whispered. Jimin was curled against your back on the mattress, his arms around you as he hummed softly in a frugal attempt to comfort you.

“F*ck!” Yoongi kicked the bars.

“Hyung, you should rest. You’re in no good shape either.” Taehyung guided him back to the beat up mattress. Yoongi slumped down, throwing his arm over his eyes as he cried. He couldn’t believe that you had to see him fight, see him kill another hybrid. A part of him began to believe what Boss Im said was true. He was a monster, he was made to kill.

“Hyung, snap out of it.” Taehyung shook him.

“Leave me alone, Tae.” Yoongi turned to face the wall. Taehyung wasn’t going to let his family fall apart when they just got back together.

“We need you, hyung. Whatever happened out there, you weren’t yourself and you know it. I’m sure (y/n) knows it well enough too. She just needs some time to process it.” Taehyung turned him back around.

“Aww, hate to break the cute moment. But it’s time to see what you’ve got, tiger.” Their cell door opened.

“Tae...” Yoongi held his hand.

“I’ll be okay, hyung.” Taehyung tried his best to force even the smallest smile as he was led away. Yoongi watched as two other men entered the canines’ cell and got Jin out too. This was going to be their test. Boss Im was going to see if they deserve to be in the ring.

Jin and Taehyung were taken to separate ‘testing’ rooms. Jin backed away slowly as they came towards him with the needle. A warning growl rumbled from his chest.

“They’re clean, boss.” One of the men handed Boss Im the files. He looked through the viewing glass. On his left, was Jin’s room while the other was Taehyung’s room. Of course, it was amusing to see the two fight his men.

“Of course they’re clean, the doctor wouldn’t let them be anything else but clean.” Boss Im smirked.

“Come here, kitty.” The man mockingly called Taehyung.

“Get away from me.” Taehyung hissed. He tried to claw the man but that proved to be a bad move as the man grabbed his wrist and pushed him onto the ground. Two more men helped to pile on him.

“Let me go!” Taehyung struggled.

“Quick.” The men held the needle. Taehyung screamed as he felt the thing needle pierce into the side of his neck. He thrashed around and growled. They backed away as Taehyung’s eyes dilated. Jin wasn’t doing too well with fighting the men off either. Boss Im laughed as the men came out of the respective rooms, leaving the feral hybrids.

“What shall we do, boss?”

“Let’s see them fight.” Boss Im shrugged.

“Who shall we send in?”

“No, no. Let them fight. Each other.” Boss Im smiled. The separating wall between the rooms slowly opened up and the two hybrids were face to face with each other.

“My little monsters.” Boss Im lit his cigarette as he watched the two lunge at each other. Of course, they didn’t even recognise each other.

“The tiger was from a circus. The arctic fox was from a pet auction.” One of the henchman informed. This wasn’t a real fight, Boss Im wouldn’t let the actually kill each other. He just wanted to see how much real damage they could cause. Taehyung was much more agile than Jin from his circus experience.

“I’ve seen enough. Stop them. Prepare the tiger for a fight after Namjoon’s. Let’s see him in real action.” Boss Im informed and left.

“I’m so sorry, kitten.” Yoongi reached out to you. It hurt to see you try your best not the flinch.

“D-Don’t worry. I’m fine.” You replied distantly.

“No, you’re not.” Yoongi frowned.

“Can I... hold you?” He asked softly. You nodded you head and he pulled you as close as he could. This time, you couldn’t help the flinch. You trembled in his hold as he pressed his forehead against yours. Your breathing quickened slightly and it broke his heart. You knew Yoongi would never hurt you but after seeing what happened, you couldn’t help it.

“You probably think I’m a monster now.” Yoongi murmured.

“I would never.” You replied.

“I’ll never hurt you, kitten. You know that right? Never.” He whispered, stroking your arm as he hushed you.

“I-I know. I’m sorry.” You shivered. Yoongi shook his head, kissing your cheek. The cell door opening caused the both of you to break apart.

“You’ve got some good fighters on your team, doctor. I’m very impressed.” Boss Im raised an eyebrow and clapped. You kept your head lowered, refusing to look at him or reply him. You knew he was doing this to mess with you and you weren’t going to give in.

“Get ready for your fight, Namjoon.” Boss Im said as he walked past to leave.

“Tae baby!” You watched as Jin and Taehyung were thrown into their cells. Yoongi and Namjoon immediately went to them.

“Jinnie?” You went to the other wall. Namjoon poured some water to wash Jin’s wounds. He brought Jin to the bars and you reached out to stroke his head. Jin had never looked so beaten up.

“What did they do to him?” You looked up at Namjoon with glassy eyes.

“They probably did the drug test on him. Inject him and put him to fight.” Namjoon said sadly.

“B-But Jin and Taehyung have never even fought before!” You gasped. Namjoon stopped and leaned down to lightly sniff the unconscious elder in his lap. Suddenly, he froze, his eyes widening. You were unsure of what his reaction meant. Turning to the other cell, you watched as Yoongi also sniffed the barely conscious Taehyung.

“He smells of Jin hyung.”

“He smells of Taehyung.”

The two said at the same time. Your heart sank as you stumbled back. The two were made to fight each other?

“They weren’t in the right mind. They wouldn’t have recognised each other. The boss must have made them fight each other to see how strong they were.” Yoongi spoke.

“No...” You shook your head.

“It... hurts.” You tore your gaze away from Jin to see Taehyung writhing on the ground, screaming and crying out in agony. Once again, you ran over to the other wall, watching as the still injured Yoongi tried to hold Taehyung down. Taehyung growled and screamed.

“W-What’s happening to him?!” You panicked.

“Some hybrids react badly to their first drug experience. Once the drug wears off, this can happen.” Yoongi grunted as he tried to hold Taehyung’s hands down.

“Tae!” Yoongi shouted, taking some water and splashing his face. Hoseok stayed by the other side, in the event Jin has the same reaction, he could help Namjoon hold him down. Jimin looked absolutely traumatised.

“MAKE IT STOP!” Taehyung choked, his face red and the veins on his neck protruding out.

“He needs help.” You hyperventilated.

“He’ll be okay, (y/n). You need to calm down. It’ll make him more anxious.” Yoongi told you. Jimin and Hoseok each wrapped an arm around you. Yoongi nodded at them and they took you away, preventing you from seeing Taehyung’s state anymore. But you could still hear his cries and screams of pain and agony.

“Jinnie.” You called out to him.

“Can you hear me?” You said softly. You held his hand, kissing the back of it as you held it to your cheek.

Can this get any worse?

You stand corrected. It did get worse. You were made to watch the other fights your hybrids were apart of. Even if he wasn’t fully healed, Yoongi still had other fights. When you watched Namjoon’s fight for the first time, it hurt you so much.

Namjoon was desperately trying to fight off the effects of the drug to prevent you from seeing his feral sight. But when the team noticed this, they stepped into the ring unfairly and tased him.

“Stop, you’re hurting him!” You shouted as the taser sent Namjoon back into a frenzy. The crowd cheered, constantly egging Namjoon on the kill.

“Finish him!” Boss Im shouted.

Namjoon pounced on the young coyote, breaking his neck and ribs with a sickening crack. He stumbled back, coughing and spitting out crimson liquid before he choked on his own blood and fell down, laying there. You watched the life literally drain from the young coyote. Namjoon was taken away as the team cleared the coyote’s body.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Boss Im leaned back into his seat. You glared at him.

“You’re disgusting!” You sneered.

“Actually, doctor. I have a preposition for you.” He said and you didn’t reply but still continued to listen to him.

“This is absolute torture for you. I’m feeling extra nice so if you want, I’ll let you go. You can take your calico cat and golden retriever with you too.” Boss Im said. You snapped your head up to look at him.

“What about the rest?”

“Of course, they stay. They’re my best money makers now. Thank you for helping me realise their potential. And to think, I tried to kill them because I thought they’ve lost their touch. I would have lost millions of dollars if not for you reviving them.” Boss Im laughed.

“I’m not leaving without any of them.” You clenched your fists.

“Is it really about what you want? You’re sinking and dragging the poor calico cat and golden retriever with you. Now, that’s a little unfair to them, isn’t it?” He tilted his head.

“I’m unfair?! Who’s the reason for this situation we’re in?!” You tried to lunge at him but someone held you back.

“I’ll let you think about it, doctor.”

“There’s nothing to think about! I’m not leaving without any of my boys!” You shouted as you were pulled away. Namjoon was already in his cell, resting after the ring’s medical team attended to him.

“Jinnie, how is he?” You asked softly.

“He’s okay. Just exhausted.” Jin assured, feeling the wolf’s pulse. You sighed and slid down in the wall. You watched Jimin having a quiet moment with Taehyung, his hand holding onto his best friend’s as if he was his saving grace. Hoseok came and sat beside you. You wrapped your arms around him, burying your head into his shoulder.

“Even if we’re stuck here forever, at least I’m at ease knowing that Kookie is safe and sound.” Hoseok whispered.

“I’m sorry, Hoseok.”

“It’s not your fault, angel.” He kissed your temple. You thought back to your conversation earlier. Hoseok and Jimin didn’t deserve this. Heck, none of your hybrids deserved this.

“Hoseok?” You called softly. He let out a hum, signalling that he was listening.

“Nothing.” You closed your eyes.

What if Hoseok was right? That all of you were going to be stuck here forever with no form of escape. And if you gave up the chance for Hoseok and Jimin to be free from all this because you couldn’t make a decision, you would live with that guilt forever.

“My love, I’m sorry you had to see that.” Namjoon kept his head lowered. You went to the bar to see him keeping his distance from you.

“Joonie, come here.” You called softly and he hesitantly crawled over.

Your reaction compared to when you saw Yoongi’s first fight was a lot better. You were more calm and comforting to your guilty hybrids now, even comforting Yoongi after his second fight.

“What if I hurt you?” He was scared of touching you.

“I trust you.” You gave him a soft smile and he moved closer until you could hold his hand. You reached up to stroke his head, softly scratching the back of his ear. A giggle escaped your lips when you felt it twitch.

“Are you alright?” You asked.

“A little twitchy but the shock can’t kill me. I’ll be okay.” He, too, forced a smile. You nodded and kissed his forehead.

“How about you? Did they hurt you up there?” He cupped your cheek. You shook your head and he let out a sigh of relief. He didn’t mind fighting if it meant that Boss Im would keep his hands off you. No matter what, you and your safety was still his number one priority. If he had to fight and kill for it, he will do it in a heartbeat.

“You must be tired. Rest.” You said.

“You too. Goodnight, my love.” He kissed the back of your hand. Namjoon watched as you made your way to the other wall where the felines were.

“Kitten.”

“Jagi.”

Yoongi and Taehyung sat up, heading to the shared bars. Yoongi’s eyes was bruised and black from his previous fight but the swelling was much better than when he first got the black eye.

“Rest well, hmm?” You held their hands in yours.

“We will. Make sure you rest too. I’m sure you must be mentally drained.” Taehyung said. You squeezed his hand. You knew that he was afraid when one of the men said that his first fight will happen soon. Taehyung was too soft, he didn’t want to fight and/or kill anyone.

Moreover, you were afraid that he would be the one gravely injured or dead from his inexperience in the ring.

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Niki

Just saying that these characters belong to J.k Rowling

-o0o-

“Stop.” It fell from her lips in a dangerous whisper. In normal circumstances Charlie Weasley wouldn’t be afriad of a skinny fourteen year olf girl but the murderous glint in her icey blue eyes unsettled him. “You feel responsiable for her death, admit it-” He said again before being furiously intterupted. “YOU KNOW NOTHING!” She screamed, her petite frame shaking with fury. “DON’T FUCKING MENTION HER NAME! I KILLED HER, I KILLED HER!” She screamed glaring at him with tears gathering in her eyes. “I’ve lost someone too, I understa-” “No one understands, no one knows what really ahppened. You. Don’t. KNOW. ANYTHING!” She shouted drawing her arm back and lading a solid punch on his broad jaw. “No one understands.” She whispereed before spinning around and sprinting into the looming forest, her long plae hair streaming behind her.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she ran, it felt like hours as she ran to god knows where. All she knew was the increasing pain in her chest and the guilt pooling in her stomach. She finally stumbled to a stop right at the edge of a roaring river, falling to her knees and collapsing into heartwrenching sobs. The sound of her sobs echoed over the dark waves that gently lapped at her knees, wetting her bare legs. “I-I’m sorry N-Niki.” She cried to no one but everyone at the same time and wrapped her arms around herself as the sobs wracked through her body. She closed her eyes in a desperate attempt to stop the tears but that only lead to a painful memory surfacing.

-o0o-

She was laughing happily with her friends, a mishevious thirteen yeardold ready to start her thrid year at Hogwarts. She felt a tug at her sleeve and looked down to see her younger sister Dominique staring at her. Dominique was almost identical to Victprie other than the fact she had the vivid Weasley red hair while Victorie sported long, light blonde locks. They even had the same exact shade of blue in their eyes, a beautiful icey blue that stood out. “What?” She snapped irratebly. “I-I jst wanted to s-say g-goodbye.” Dominique stuttered, Victorie sighed. “Okay, goodbye.” She said simply and turned back and laughed at a joke her friend had just told. She felt another tug and sent an apolagetic look at her friends and tugged her sister away with her. “What do you want?” She said snarkly, Dominique recoiled and looked down. “I’m really s-scared of being sorted into a bad hosue. I-I just wanted a h-hug.” She whispered sadly and turned away to leave but was pulled back into a warm embrace. Victorie wrapped her arms around her sisters tiny frame hugging her tightly and planted a kiss on her forehead before looking into her eyes. “It’s gonna be fine, we’ll love you no matter wherever you are.” She assured the little red head. A wide grin suddenly appeared on the girls face, lighting it up and diminsishing the sadness that was there only a second or so before. “Thanks Viki.” Dominique said happily and Victorie grinned. “Go have fun.” She said pushing her backwards good naturedly, Niki laughed and Viki grinned happily turning around. Suddenly a loud peircing scream echoed through the station, making her blood run cold as she realised who it belonged to. Dominique was stumbling back, waving her arms frantically as she started falling of the edge of the train platform. Then there was the unmistakable honk of a train and a large black train speed into the station right as Dominique started to fall. “NIKI!” VIctorie screamed sprinting towards her. But she didn’t run fast enough, her amrs didn’t reach her little sister before she hit the train traveling at break neck speed. Shocked screams started around the station as her small body hit the train, flying of it but hitting the edge of the train platform with a sickening crunch. “NO!” Victorie screamed sprinting the last couple metres and jumping down beside her sister limp body. “N-Niki?” She said, pulling the girls frame onto her lap letting out a cry of relief as she realised that shallow breaths made her little chest rise and fall. Well, until her hand came away from the back of her head, the same red colour as Niki’s hair. “Oh no, oh no!” She muttered, “HELP!” She shouted before finally her family dropped in front and beside her. Her father, Bill Weasley knelt in front of her with a shaken look in his eyes. “Give her to me Viki. It’s gonna be alright.” He promised gently, making her break into tears, shakily giving him her sister.

Three hours later

The Weasley and Potter families took up half of the wating room in St. Mungo’s. Bill and Fluer Weasley holding each other tightly, looking extremely worried and were surronded by the rest of the adults trying to comfort them. Victorie however had curled up in the chair shaking with guilt and ignoring everyone around her only focusing on the gut wrenching guilt in her stomach. “Ms. Dominique Weasley’s family?” A healer called out. Immediately everyone umped to their feet but Victorie was moved with an unormal amount of speed and reached the healer first, staring at her with pleading eyes. “S-she’s okay r-right?” She asked, the healer look at her sympathetically and shook her head, and with no words at all Victories world crumbled and the noise of the hospital faded and she barely heard the healer explaining. “She sffered severe head wounds and internal bleeding that no spells could heal. I’m sorry… She didn’t make it through the srgery.” The healer watched at the blonde girls face paled more than ever just as the rest of her family reached her. With loud scream eerily similar to her sister’s she collapsed onto her knees, the scream so filled with pain and guilt everyone stopped to look at the sobbing girl. Her families face paled as they realised the only thing that could reduce their popular, beautiful, cool daughter to a crying mess was to horribe to speak of. Fleaur broke into tears and buried her face into Bill’s shoudler and he wrapped his arms around her tightly. Victorie couldn’t think properly, her world only revolved around pain. The ache in her heart as she thought about her sisters once lively face, the painful lump in her the bottom of her throat. Then there was the throb of horrible, wrecking guilt that filled every fibre of her being. Tears streamed down her beautiful face like a salty waterfall, over her dark freckles and cheekbones and dripping of her delicate chin. A crack opened in her all consuming pain, the feeling of warm arms wrapping around her sobbing frame. She cried harder. “N-Nike.” She croaked hoarsley. “I killed N-Niki.” She whispered into the darkness. The only picture in her mind was the terrified look on her Niki’s face as she fell, her piercing scream echoed through her mind, bouncing of the bourders of her thoughts like they were stone walls.

“I-I’m so s-s-sorry N-Ni-ki.” She hiccuped staring into the water, into the dark depths. Then suddenly a pair of beautiful eyes the colour of fog stared up at her through the roaring waves, making her shriek and fal backwards onto her elbows. A short silver scaled snout broke the waves quickly followed by a elegant head with the emerald eyes staring at her curiously, like yummy meal or plaything? Then following the head was a long neck and a slim body with massive silver wings and a long tapered tail emerged last from the water. Victorie let out a squeak that sounded suspicously like ‘Please don’t eat me.’ As she scrambled backwards. But the longer she stared at the dragon the more she realised how beautiful it was. It’s silvery blue scales reflected beautiful patterns onto the river, its regal head and twirling horns that stuck out. “Merlin you’re beautiful.” She whispered, standing up slowly as if drawn to the dragon. The dragon landed on edge of the grassy river back and, slowly lowered its head till it lay flat on the ground and stared at Victorie with curious eyes. Then a loud bang rang through the air and the dragon let out a high pitched shreik. Victories head snapped up to the hill were two males stood, one holding a pistol that was aimed directly at the space between the new dragons eyes. She ran to the dragon and pushed it shoulder, “GO! GO!” She shouted, pushing against the dragon but it was no iuse, it was the size of a house and its leg alone was double Victorie’s height. Then the sound of another bullet restigered and based purely on instinct and jumped and put herself in front of the new dragons face. She felt something hit her but she didn’t expect the crippling agony that followed. It burned her stomach and quickly spread through the rest of her body and her world blurred togetehr as she stumbled away from the dragon ignoring the screams and coloum of blue flame. She couldn’t see through the haze of pain and tripped over a out jutting rock and fell forward. It wasn’t until the cool embrace of water cooled her body that she realised that she was utterly, totally fucked.

#harry potter #next gen harry potter #victorie weasley

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