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Tempest walked down the stairs of her brothers house in Romania. His girlfriend, Isolde, was cooking breakfast. Tempest welcomed the creak of the wooden stairs.


“About time you woke up little sister,” called her brother.


“Ha, ha very funny.” She sat down and rubbed her eyes. She still could not believe that she had ran here from school. A plate was placed in front of her and she looked up. Isolde smiled down at her and went back to the stove.


“Don't you think you should go back to school Zephyr,” began Jason.


“No . . . at least not yet. Look I just need some time okay.”


“Jason, let her stay, She's good with dragons so let her help in. We can introduce her to all our friends.” Isolde smiled and winked towards Tempest. She was already beginning to like her, she thought.

“Fine, but go get dressed now, we have to leave soon.”


“I'll be back faster than anything,” she smiled and ran up the stairs. Suddenly she remembered that she had run away with nothing.


“Zephyr,” called Isolde. “You can go into my closet if you need anything to wear. I don't mind.”


“Thanks.” T was official, Tempest really liked her. She went into her brothers room and went through the closet. She pulled out one of her brothers shirts and a pair of sweat pants from Isolde closet. Thankfully, her and Isolde where the same size.


When she came back downstairs she stopped at the kitchen door.


“She should go back to school,” said Jason.


“Oh hush. After everything she's been through, all the lies and deceit, and in such a short time, I believe she has a reason to be mad and that the last thing shr needs is to be around people she is angry at. Besides, she ran here, to you Jason, that shows that she still loves you as her brother.”

“Hopefully she will return to school soon.” She heard him sigh. “She does have a reason to be mad. I'm glad she still sees me as her brother.”


“I know you are.” Tempest ran back to the room and bit her thumb. She smiled and then snapped her fingers. She needed her vials.


“Crap,” she muttered. “Thorn!” She heard him come running to her.

“What is it?”


“I need my vials.”


“You didn't bring any?”


“It was the middle of the night and I wasn't even planning on running away, it just sort of happened.”


He sighed. “Did mum ever tell you, teach you rather, how to make the potions?”


“She's not my mother and yes.”

“Go down into the basement and mix them quickly.”


“Ugh, that takes to much time. I'll be back in a minute.” She performed the Apparatus Charm and before she knew it she was on her bed. The punched a whole in her bed and reached down and pulled out vial after vial from under her bed. She stood up and cast Reparo on the bed then got down from her bed. Suddenly she realized her mistake, she want alone.


“Everyone's worried about you Tempt,” she heard Gorx say. She drank her vials quickly then dropped them onto the floor before turning around.


“Right now, I don't care okay.”


“You didn't know I was here did you?”


“No, had I known I would not have left my bed.”


“Why is that?”


“The potions. They make me like any other mortal three hours after I take it and three while it's wearing off. It's a sort of safety measure to know I've taken it or that I need to.”


“Uh huh. So are you all right?”


“Tell me that was a rhetorical question.”


“It was. Look, when are you coming back to school?”


“When I feel lie it Gorx.” She turned around. There in front of her stood Nila. Tempest hissed the spell before Nila could begin to mouth what she was going to say.


“Okay, lets go,” she said to Jason and Isolde.


“All right,” said Isolde.


“Okay then, lets go.”


***


Tempest sat in her brothers “office”. In reality it was jus a little tent outside. Dirt floors and a bunch of chairs and a desk She was flipping through a book on dragons. Now that she herself knew what a dragon thought she could write a freakin' book. She placed her bare feet on the ground and went up to the bookshelf. I should write a book, she thought. But about what, she did not know. The flat to the tent opened and five people, not including her brother and Isolde, walked in.


“Zephyr theses are our friends. This is Irene McKlien, Timothy Alexander, Annie Carcarof, Adrian Williams and Charlie Weasly.”


Tempest eyes widened at the sound of Adrian's name.


“Bloody hell is that really you Adrian!”


“The one and only. How are you?”


“I'm all right, all things considered anyway.”


“Oh yeah I've heard. Nila wrote me a letter. I heard Void still doesn't like me.”


She flinched at the sound of Nilas name. “Yup, he doesn't...Well don't just stand there, give me a hug.”


He walked up to her and gave her a warm hug.


“Anyway, what are you doing here?”

“Huh, oh I came to visit my brother and meet his friends.”


“Really? Cool. Well you rememberer that wizard, you know gold eye?”


“Yeah, what about him?”


“Well he and I are sort of friends. I mean I guess I sort of get where he is coming from. After all I know I would do anything to save the person I love.”


“I guess. Hey wait, Weasly! I think I know your brother. Isn't he best friends with Harry Potter?”


“Huh, oh yeah. It's nice to meet you. So you go to Hogwarts I presume.”


“No actually I go to the Nightmare Academy. Bad blood you know.” She smiled.


“Then how do you know him?”


“Oh, um, my godparents out the Malfoys and their son, Draco, attends Hogwarts, He's my best friend there besides my cousin.”


“Malfoys huh. My brother tells me about them, Draco especially.”


“Yeah he's arrogant, obnoxious...very much like me sometimes Although alone, were actually not so arrogant.” She smiled and walked passed them withe her head held high.


***


Tempest sat alone eating a ham and cheese sandwich Isolde had made for her. She was flipping through the pages of a dragon catalogue.

“You're not like them,” said Charlie suddenly.


“What do you mean?”

“You and the rest of those pure blood that are like, well you know.”


“Voldemort. No, I guess I'm not. I actually respect life.”

“That's funny you know.”


“I don't think it is.”

“It's true, and that fact that you acknowledge the piece of information makes it funny, in a very sad way.”


“Huh, I guess so, when you think about it that way.”


“Do you even like me?”


“As a person . . . yes.”


“Would you consider being my friend?”


“Maybe, but I'll have to get to know you better.” She finally looked up at him and smiled. Soon, everyone came to sit down next to her.


“Zephyr, guess what?” exclaimed her brother.


“What?”


“All of us have been chosen to gather the four dragons for the Triwizard Tournament.”


“Four, why four?”


“Come on Zeph, surely you must know about Harry Potter competing.”


“Huh, oh that, guess it slipped my mind. So what are the four dragons?”


“A Welsh Green, a Chinese Fireboat, a Swedish Short-Snout and a, uh, Hungarian Horntail.” 


Tempest couldn't help but laugh at the last. “Oh sorry, but good luck with catching that one.”

“Actually . . . ” They all stared at her and she took a bite out of her food.


“No,” she began with her mouth full. “No freakin' way! I am not going to let you people 
use my dragon!”


“Tempest.”


“Don't call me that!”

“Please.”


“No bloody way am I letting you people use Aidan.”


“Zephyr please.”

“No!”


“No harm will come to him.” 


“You don't know that.”


“I promise no harm will come to him.”

“And if harm does come to him?”


“He's just a dragon.”


“No he's not, he's my familiar also!” To late to notice her mistake. Making familiar was a dangerous thing. People had to get permission from the Ministry.


“What”


“Nothing. I didn't say anything.”

“Your familiar.”


“Do you have any idea of what you just did.”


“Actually I did it about two years ago. Either last year or the year before. I can't quite remember.”


“Last year mistress,” said her dragon.


“That's it get over here.” Tempest looked around them flew to one of the rods holding up the tent. “Actually I like it better up here.”


“Get down.”


“Let me think a moment . . . no.”

"Get down or I'll tell Vivaldi that you quit school.”


“I did no such thing! I'm just taking some time off.”


“That's not what I'm going to tell her.”


Tempest growled and hissed before jumping down. “Give me some time to think.”


“You have till dinner.” She growled and stalked off.

“Just let me compete,” said her dragon.


“It's the Triwizard Tournament! People have died. That means that people are willing to kill to stay alive.”


“Then I will let you decide.”


“Much obliged.”


Tempest sat crossed legged on the ceiling of the guest bedroom, contemplating on what to do. She could refuse and have Vivaldi spring her wrath upon her, or the second, have her not know she ran away from school and let them use Aidan who wasn't just her dragon, but who was also her familiar and friend. Well, she thought, they are using him for the first task, how dangerous could it be?”


Tempest couldn't think anymore. She flew down to the fridge and made herself a sandwich. She added bacon, ham, mustard, mayonnaise, onion, lettuce and some jalapeno pepper. Tempest loved spicy food she couldn't help it.


She was eating on the sofa next to the door when come on threw it open.


“What the bloody hell are you doing here?” she asked with her mouth full.


“Running away doesn't become you Zephyr.”


“Answer the question.”


“You need to forgive Nila.”


“Please I don't have to do anything. By the way, how did you get here?”


“Well . . . um Divina sort of dug a whole here then cast a spell on us and we were suddenly here.”


“Divinas here too?”


“So is Chad.”


“I'm gone, not even a full day, and you guys - UGH!  I can't forgive her, I don't think I ever will, can you understand that? Can all of you,” she yelled. Chad and Divina walked in through the door and stared at her.


“Zephyr,” began Divina, “we understand what she did was beyond horrid, and we understand that you are angry. Honestly you have every right to be.”


“But she's sorry, truly and completely sorry. She's your best friend, you should forgive her,” said Chad.


“How did you find me?”


“We'll tell you only f you come back to school...tomorrow.”


“I've been gone for barely even a whole day.” She rolled her eyes. “Beside, you used one of those scrying spells. I know you people, don't think you can fool me.”


“Fine, don't come back, but I'm warning you if you don't Headmistress will expel you.” A sense of good judgement finally popped into her head. If she was expelled she would not be able to hide fro that woman.


“Fine, I'll be back tomorrow.”


“Good. We'll see you tomorrow then.”


They walked out the door and Tempest rolled her eyes. Everyone this day was beginning to get on her nerves, which were very sensitive now and days.


She fell asleep on the sofa and dreamt. Tempest was in along hallway holding Excaliber. Down the hall was Draco, but he looked different. He was looking around curiously and Tempest sighed. She began to walk towards him when out of nowhere a girl cam from behind Draco and spun him around. Tempest stood stunned as Draco was stabbed. Tempest began to scream and run towards him.


Jason shook her awake and everyone was staring at her. Tempest sat up and rubbed her eyes. Draco was dying in her dream. Why would suck a horrible dream pop into her head. Finally she looked up at everyone.


“What?”


“You were yelling for Draco. Did you have a bad dream about him Zephyr,” asked Jason concerned.


“It's nothing. Don't worry about it. By the way I've mad my decision. I am going to let you use my dragon on one condition.”


“What?”


“I have to be there to watch him and you'll need my help to transport him.”


Her brother smiled. “Agreed.”


“Hey Zeph, how long are you going to stay?” asked Adrian.


“Actually, I was thinking I might bo back tomorrow.”


“Really why,” asked Charlie.


“No reason in particular,” she smiled.

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