Chapter 15: Cero

They waited for hours in the waiting room of the hospital wing. Harry's dinosaur friends all marveling at the future and human advances. Ducky and Petrie particularly enjoyed the soft pillows on the chairs and soon fell asleep with Spike at the foot of the chair.

Cera couldn't shake the familiarity of the red haired human. What was it about him? She had only just met him after all. But it seemed like she was reunited with someone long lost.

It couldn't be? She asked. Cero? No. He's gone. And there was no bringing him back. She shook her head to get rid of her mixed up thoughts.

"How's Ron?" Harry asked as Madame Pomfrey came out into the waiting room. Shorty picked his head up from Harry's lap as he and the other dinosaurs woke up. Hermione yawned and stretched as well.

Madame Pomfrey seemed lost for words. "This might come as a bit of a shock." She said as she pulled the curtains surrounding a large body on the bed. A body the size of Cera.

On the bed, was a red threehorn who looked exactly like Cera.

"Impossible!" Cera cried out. "Cero?"

"Who Cero?" Petrie asked in confusion.

" my twin brother." Cera said as she nudged the threehorn that had been Ron Weasley. "Cero, please wake up." She begged.

"Twin brother?" The group asked together in shock.

"Why didn't you ever tell us Cera?" Littlefoot asked in confusion. But then, a bunch of herds in the valley that had twin hatchlings usually had more a generation later. Dina and Dana made more sense now.

"Because it was none of your business!" The threehorn snapped.

"Cera?" A moan came from the threehorn. "Where's dad?"

"Ron?" Harry asked in confusion.

"My name is Cero." The threehorn said as he stood shakily on the bed which creaked under his new weight. "Hi Harry." He said.

"You remember me and Hermione?"

"And Hogwarts." The newly transformed threehorn nodded. "But the last thing I remember about home is being struck by this green colored lightning bolt."

"It is you!" Cera said happily and tackled her twin brother on the bed which broke under their combined weight and they rolled off of it laughing and play wrestling like Dina and Dana.

This is all really strange. Though I guess that explains Ron's abnormal metabolism. Harry thought as Ron...Cero and Cera played around. Their dinosaur friends all smiled. They hadn't seen Cera so happy in a long time.

"Harry." Hermione said. "Someone needs to tell the twins and Ginny."

"And Mr. and Mrs. Weasley." Harry agreed.

News about Ron being a dinosaur had somehow reached all around Hogwarts. Specifically, Draco Malfoy. Cero and Cera growled in unison at the blonde after he insulted Topsy offhandedly. .

"Hey Potter, keep your pets on leashes will you?" The platinum blonde called after Harry as he and Hermione walked to Transfiguration. Unlike their friends Shorty had dubbed himself Harry's personal bodyguard. This statement infuriated the longneck and soon, Draco Lucius Malfoy found himself being chased all over the fourth floor by an angry adolescent longneck.

"!" Malfoy shouted among shouts of laughter at the ridiculousness of the situation. "NOW Potter!" He huffed.

"Shorty!" Harry got the longnecks attention. "That's enough. I think he's learned your not pets."

"I don't even know what a pet is. I just knew it was an insult." Shorty said as he nuzzled Harry's shoulder and Harry patted the side of Shorty's green scaled head.

"That's okay Shorty. I think he's sorry. Aren't you Malfoy?" Harry asked the blonde.

"Yes, sorry, whatever." Malfoy gasped for air as Shorty growled at him and he meeped.

It had only been a mere four months since Harry's leaving Hogwarts. To Harry, it seemed ages more in the Great Valley. He missed its trees and grazing leaf eaters. He even missed Cero and Cera's dad Topsy.

"That's why those mean humans cursed you right?" Ducky asked.

"Yeah, what is the Chamber of Secrets?" Littlefoot asked.

Harry sighed. He knew he'd have to tell them about the darker side of wizards eventually. "Hogwarts was founded over a thousand years ago. Though the precise date is uncertain. By the four greatest witches and wizards of the age. Godric Gryffindor. Helga Hufflepuff. Rowena Ravenclaw. And Salazar Slytherin."

"They named the houses after themselves?" Ali asked as the purple longneck blinked. .

"And each had certain qualities that they favored most." Harry nodded. "According to legend. Before Slytherin left he school after a spat with Gryffindor, he built a secret chamber of which the other founders knew nothing. And he charmed so only his one true heir could find and open it. And use the horror within to purge the school of those who. In Slytherin's view. Where unworthy to study magic."

"Muggleborns." Cero said to his new friends and big sister (Cera hatched first)

"What the horror within?" Petrie asked in a timid tone as he fluttered down on Rhett's head.

"The horror within is said to be something only the heir of Slytherin can control." Harry said in a scared tone that they had never heard him talk with before. Not even when Pterano was going to mate him forcibly. "It is said to be the home...of a monster." He didn't want his friends and possible romantic interest that he had heard voices before the two attacks before he was sent to their time.

Professor McGonagall announced a few weeks before Valentines Day that there would be a ball on Valentines Night.

"The ball is for third years and above although you may invite a younger student if you wish." The Transfiguration professor said and she left the Common Room. Apparently it was supposed to lift the spirits of the students who where terrified about the Chamber of Secrets.

Shorty had heard this and was determined to take Harry to this "ball" whatever it was. He knew that several things could turn something into something else from Harry's magic lessons. Perhaps that greasy haired human in the dungeons could help him out. After all. Hermione had helped him "calculate" his age in human years and he was thirteen. So he could ask Harry to "dance" with him at the ball. This mysterious Valentines Day ball would be the best bright circle of his life.

To Be Continued...

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