Chapter 2: singed

Outside of the warren it was dark, dense and quiet. Inside it you could could still hear the faint squeak of the mole. Harry was stumbling through quackers’ woods. Before him was a beautiful golden gate. On the other side of the gate it was a lot different. It was dirty, messy and musty. He tried to open the gates but a low rumble from either side. Two dragons were guarding the entrance. “What do you want?” demanded one of them.

”I am… I am trying to get Merlin. Auras is helping the dragons to attack our warren!”

“Zuras, that wicked girl,” said the other “Hop on my back and I will give you a lift.”

They flew many miles; then a pack of Red Devil dragons singed his companion’s wing. BANG CRASH THUMP, they landed. Harry stared at his surroundings.