Prompt: as a little girl Molly finds a baby dragon named Smaug and raises it, the pair become inseparable as they grow up but Smaug becomes jealous when Molly falls for a boy in her college called Sherlock... AU Smauglock/university

So I have a funny feeling that Smaug is going to be slightly OOC. And Sherlock to a degree.

Wind blew leaves around the little forest lane as the mother and daughter clambered through a small kissing-gate, the little girl turning her pink flushed cheek to her mother to receive her kiss payment.

Giggling, she ran on ahead as the wind blew her messy pigtails across her face, kicking up the leaves as she went. Her mother hurried after her, looking around the autumnal forest furtively, as though she was afraid that someone or something was going to leap out at them.

"Molly, please be a little more quiet! You don't want to disturb the dwarves, do you?" The little girl paused and shook her head solemnly, stopping where she was to wait for her mother. Clasping the girl's hand safely in hers, they carried on, moving hurriedly as the wind seemed to become even more ferocious. Every once in a while her mother would look up at the sky nervously, despite being unable to see anything beyond the swaying tree tops. The little girl began to sing to herself quietly, one of her favourite songs from a Disney song until her mother sharply ordered her to stop.

She began to cry, loudly and without pause for breath or so it seemed, as all natural background noise ceased in the forest. Her mother picked her up and ran down the path, uncaring about the brambles catching on her stockings and ripping into her skin.

A terrible roar split the air as the trees seemed to part behind them. Not pausing to stop, her mother threw a glance back over her shoulder in time to see a colossal reptilian paw come down on top of them, crushing them both beneath its weight.

She felt one of the long claws crushing against her chest, breaking her ribs beneath the sheer weight of it. Using the last of her breath, she ordered Molly to be silent, as the claws closed around them, lifting them both into the air as the dragon flew back to its cave.

The darkness of the cave added to the infant's fear as she clutched her mother's warm body close to her, making hardly a sound. Falling roughly to the ground, she peeked out as the dragon's deep voice rumbled threateningly through the cave.

"Sweet human, tasty human, make my child grow strong…."

Shuffling back into the shadows, she watched as the dragon lifted her mother over to where a small - by dragon standards – nest lay by a fire. A small, beautiful, red-gold reptilian head lifted into the air as the body came near, sniffing enthusiastically. The adult dragon, once she looked at it, seemed thin and frail, as though it hadn't eaten in years. It looked like one small hit to the head would kill it.

"Smaug, my child, I'll be back. I promise to not be long…"

The dragon shuffled back out, unravelling her bat like wings as she took off out of the mouth of the cave and sailing into the air gracefully. Molly edged out from behind the rock, hoping to escape the way she came.

Coming to the mouth of the cave, she stopped dead, eyes widening as she took in the sight before her. A blanket of cloud covered the valley, hiding all landmarks from sight. It seemed to shift and move, snake like, as she watched, faint wisps detaching and coiling back into the mass, the faint orange of the setting sun bathing the clouds in fire. The drop was sheer, no way to work out the height of the cave on the mountain, though the way the clouds coiled made it seem as though she could simply step out and be perfectly safe on the soft bed of molten gold. She huddled into herself, the cool wind tearing through her thin dress, stumbling backwards into the relative warmth of the cavern.

She heard a soft tearing sound and looked to see the baby dragon – Smaug – nosing around in her mother's stomach, blood marring his beautiful golden snout. Tears filled her eyes as she gasped out a strangled Mama before collapsing onto the unforgiving floor sobbing.

"Ma..Ma?" The young dragon stopped what he was doing, his bright yellow eyes glowing in the light of the setting sun and the glow of the fire as they lit upon the small thing screaming on the floor. He rose unsteadily on shaking legs, wobbling over to her, a piece of flesh held as an offering in his mouth. Dropping it beside her, he nudged her with his nose, smearing blood across the girl's dress.

She froze when his snout made contact, eye to eye before emitting an ear splitting scream and scrambling away quickly.

"Don't… Be…. Sssssssscared. I will not… hurt… you. My… Mama… Will. You musssst Hide." His voice hissed out, echoing around the cavern, the light from the fire sending slivers of light reflecting off otherwise hidden mounds of gold. Eyes fixed on the young dragon, she shuffled over to the fire and hunched over it, almost burning herself in her quest for warmth.

Her mother's body lay less than a foot away from her.

Smaug snuffled over to her, seeking the warmth and companionship, even though she was so very small and weak.

Dragons cannot like humans. Dragons cannot befriend any creature.

But she is so small. She cannot hurt me.

Her quiet sobs grew louder, echoing plaintively around the large cavern as the smell of blood intensified in the rising warmth. The acrid smell of death and smoke mingled in the stale night time air, the stench of decay from other unlucky, hapless meals littered in far flung corners out of sight.

Hours passed, Molly's exhausted form curled into the baby dragon's warm side as he continued to eat her mother, the dark sky slowly lightening to a pale pink, gold streaks swept across the clouds.

His mother had not returned by the next day either. Her mother had been completely eaten, and she was afraid he would eat her next. Her daddy was dead, her mama gone, no one would miss her. Smaugie would live.

She resigned herself to death.

So, I know, I know, Smaug would have just eaten her, or burned her to a crisp, but it's my AU and I will make him a grumpy, temperamental little shit who is very protective of his little human.