Unofficial Portkey Archive

by Nathan Crossland

Disclaimer - All characters are copyright of J.K.R. excluding Linden Xiloscient and Reon Hujito (oh and any other character who I might have added.. maybe just some robed guy or something.. they're still mine ya know) who are original characters by Nathan Crossland. I take no responsibility for my overactive imagination and it's actions because of what it is under the influence of. HeH Chapter Four - Memories and Messages

Harry turned yet another page and read the words on it. Finally he'd got to a point where he thought he might be able to "pick up" the "ringing phone" in his head. Slowly he closed the book and got to his feet. Taking his wand from from his desk he slowly cleared his mind and began to do an intricate wand movement.

"actus adnuntiatio" he said in a clear voice and then suddenly his vision went black as he was swept to somewhere else in a different form, an astral form. His vision began to clear and before him there was a white ball of light. The glow from the ball of light was so bright he has to shield his eyes from it. He felt the light go straight through him and probe him, it was a strange feeling. It was sort of like something was twisting all of your insides around, looking for something but taking in every single part of you in perfect detail at the same time.

"All is correct." said a booming voice that dulled the senses so that the voice seemed even more important. "You are the one who the message is ment for."

"A.. message for... me?" stuttered Harry, not knowing what to do in this postion. He felt like he was laying completely open and naked to eyes that could see past your physical body and into your mind.

"Yes, a message for you. The message is this: The Chrystalline Dragon will fall into your hands soon. The arrow is flown to you. The secret to the power is that which the Dark One reels from. In that can be found the way to defeat the Black Wyrm." the mystic voice spoke and then just as suddenly as he had got there Harry was thrown back into his body. As he opened his eyes he realized he'd fallen to the floor when he got back to his body.

"Ow.. that first steps a killer.." he thought as he got up. He put his wand down and sat in his chair again. He ran through what he'd just heard in his mind. It didn't make much sense yet but he wrote it down and went to his bed feeling drained completely. He fell to sleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

**

Linden lay unconcious on the soft grass as the sun set. His mind raced through it's limitless knowledge peicing together what had happened. That's when his memory kicked in, it took him back, far far back. To him it seemed that he went back thousands of years but it wasn't that long really, or atleast not on Earth. The world around him was a greyish blur then, slowly at first, it began to focus and before him was Hogwarts. Not Hogwarts as it is in modern day but the Hogwarts of the past. Outside young witches and wizards played, completely carefree. It was a time when the Dark Lord wasn't even a rumour carried from the furthest reaches of the world. A simpler time when dark wizards were known but weren't feared because there was so few of them. Outside stoof a small boy clutching a pendant around his neck. His short blue hair shifting slightly in the wind and the bright summer sun reflecting in his eyes, one green and one purple.

"That's me..." Linden thought as he looked at the boy through his invisible eyes. As he watched himself his younger self let go of the pendant to show a small silver dragon, perfectly made. Then his younger self slowly walked, head hung towards a desolate part of the school. The young Linden stood there by himself, looking around slowly. He made sure nobody was around and then took off his pendant and threw it into the air. Suddenly the pendant began to glow with a bright white light and then began to grow to the size of a normal dragon.

"Greetings, Linden Xiloscient." the Silver Dragon said, bowing it's head low to Linden.

"Um... hi..." Linden stuttered. "um.. i don't mean to be rude but you just came out of my pendant.. and you're talking.. and i'm sure dragons don't talk.."

"You would be right in thinking the dragons you know of don't talk." the dragon stated "They are mere children in comparison to the former glory of the Dragons. Originally the Dragons were a race of natural magic users who had the power to shapeshift into the form you know as Dragons these days. Over time the Dragons became lazy and stayed in the form of the giant lizard for too long. They began to lose their higher brain and divert to the primitave, animalistic creature you know today."

Linden stood there, nervous, trying to understand everything he'd been told. Slowly, and unsurely, he spoke. "but.. what has that got to do with me?"

"Good question!" the Dragon laughed. "The filtering of souls has made the original souls of the Dragons go back into the bodies of the humanoid races. You may thing you're a simple human but in truth you're a powerful dragon, you just haven't unlocked that yet. You have a big destiny ahead of you child, a large burden to shoulder."

Then slowly the memory faded to black. The grey swirls returned again and began to focus again, but this time it wasn't Hogwarts before him but a wide opening in a forest. Within the forest was gathered about 10 Dragons of varying colours. In the middle of them stood Linden, more like what he looks like in modern day.

"You make a bold statement in saying that you are the Dragon Lord returned to earth. What makes you think we would believe that you, a puny human, are infact the most powerful of our kind?" a large dark red dragon hissed.

Linden grinned cockily, it seems the nervous blue haired boy had fallen from him as he got older and was replaced by a confident, strong-willed man. Without saying anything he drew a silver bladeless hilt from his belt, upon it was a dragon, it's tail wrapping around the handle and it's wings making the crossguard. He helf it up with both hands and concentrated then slowly a blue blade of energy projected from the open mouth of the dragon on the hilt.

"He has the power to activate the Sword of the Dragon Lord! Surely he is what he claims to be!" gasped a small green dragon, almost falling over with suprise.

"That is not enough for me, he must show us his true form!" snarled the red dragon.

"Well if you really want me to..." said Linden then he spaced his feet apart and let go of the sword, letting it float in the air nearby. Closing his eyes he concentrated then, at first slowly, a blue aura began to appear around him. The aura grew in strength, the ground around him shaking violently. Then suddenly the form of Linden turned into pure blue energy and exploded into small balls of blue energy. The balls of energy began to pulsate and grow then quickly they flew together and formed the shape of a giant glowing blue dragon.

"Is this enough proof for you!" roared Linden, now larger than the other dragons.

"I give in.. he truly is the Dragon Lord returned.." said the red dragon.

The words of the red dragon seemed to repeat to forever as the image blurred to black again.

** Reon was also in his own mind as he lay unconcious, but his mind was much different. Before him stood a fiery red figure, it's fierce eyes glowing brightly with an evil light.

"You must betray him and take the dragon from him." snarled the figure.

"I shall never betray my friend." hissed Reon, a light burning in his eyes too.

"Lord Voldemort orders us to return to him, you must do as he wishes!" roared the figure.

"He is not my Lord! He has no control over me!" spat Reon and then launched himself at the figure.

The explosion of energy was intense, red clashing with red in an eternal battle. But who will win?

**

The grey blues in Linden's mind began to focus again, he was in the white halls of the greater powers. A ball of white burning energy was floating in the centre, infront of it stood Linden as he is now.

"The chrystalline dragon must be delivered or all hope is lost and the darkness shall encompass all." said a mystic voice that came from everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Linden just nodded and took the glowing dragon figure from the air infront of him then turned and ran out of the hall, knowing he needed as much speed as possible.

A/N- A very short chapter for me but it's just to get Linden's background out in the open really. The next 2 chapters might be my final chapters unfortunately but I'm going to try and stretch it out. The thing is, would you really want me to stretch it out with needless action scenes? Or do you just want me to get to the point and write the ending to this? heh.. as always R&R

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"In darkness together we're bringing the light, in darkness together.. we are forming!"