Windy With A Brief Shower Of Dragons [ACTIVE/SEMI-OPEN] ask before you jump in! <3

[andthemacguffin]

Characters: Harry Potter, Ruth, RANDOM SPACE DRAGON CAMEO seriously it's there for like a second Sterbeth, Lavi, Doug, Sanji
Location: THE SKY
Time: a few days after Iskierka hatches, late afternoon after classes.
Content: gotmateria: So. I should post with Harry flying. And then you can be like.
terra2point0: 'ALL OF A SUDDEN DRAGON'
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[fuckyeahbetween]

There was an rush of cold air and a large dragon appeared for a split second. It dropped the burden, a small dragon's egg, and without so much as an exhausted flap, disappeared. If one caught a glimpse of it, it was obvious from the pale ashen hide and the weary way it simply dropped the egg, that it was on its last legs. It never made it home.

As for the egg in question, it plummeted towards the grounds, or rather, towards the unsuspecting Harry on his broom.

[andthemacguffin]

The brief flash of something huge and bronze drew Harry's attention to just the right area of the sky for him to unthinkingly reach out and slow the egg's fall, until it dropped almost gently into his outstretched arms. For a moment more he tried to catch a glimpse of the creature that had appeared above him, but to no avail. Even the air was reverting back to the warmth of an October afternoon. When it was clear that he was once again alone over the lake, Harry looked down at the thing he'd caught.

An egg? He turned it over carefully, the grips on his gloves keeping it from slipping out of his hands. The shell was cold - no wonder, if wherever it had come from was as freezing as that gust - and rather hard to the touch, though Harry was no expert on eggs. He unzipped his hoodie and tucked it safely inside before fastening it again, which freed his hands for the quick flight back to solid ground.

[fuckyeahbetween]

Within his shell, the dragon scrabbled, trying to break free. It was time to hatch, if only he could hatch, if only he could break out. There was someone right there, someone he wanted to meet ever so much.

The egg rocked a little, not much, and the dragon tried so hard. There was someone just outside the shell, if only he could break free and 'Wouldn't he help him?'

[andthemacguffin]

'Won't you help me?

Harry started at the voice, dropping the broom in his hurry to look for the speaker. There was something off about it; when he had done a full circle and seen no one close enough to have spoken so loudly - though there were some people standing closer to the buildings - he frowned and looked down at the egg in his jumper. Just in time for an echo of the plea, and a sense of effort/longing/desperation/timetohatch/timetogetout. Oh.

Oh. With suddenly numb fingers, he tugged the egg back out into the air and knelt with it, prying at the largest of the faint tracery of cracks that were starting to appear across its surface.

"Hold on," he told it, which would have made him feel rather foolish if he wasn't still reeling from the emotional barrage. "You're going to be alright. Just need to-" and there, a piece of the shell broke off, revealing a patch of white beneath it. And another, and another still, until enough of the shell was scattered over the grass that he could take in the fact that it had wings.