Harry couldn't take it anymore.

It was Harry's 10th birthday today and when he walked into the living room of Potter Manor it was filled with birthday gifts, except none of the gifts were for him, but for his twin-brother Gerard… The Boy Who Lived….

It was 10 years ago on a dark and windy Halloween that Harry and his twin were attacked by Voldemort at their parents cottage in Godrics Hallow while their parents were gone. Nobody knows what exactly happened, but Harry's brother was proclaimed the defeater of Voldemort.

In the beginning nothing changed, but slowly but surely only Gerard mattered to his parents. When he was younger, the times increased that his parents forgot about him in his crib and only looked at his brother and that the house elves had to feed and take care of him.

When Harry at the age of 3 used magic for the first time it was mistaken that Gerard did it and a huge party was thrown for him. Yet Harry was totally forgotten that night

At the of age 5 his parents forgot to take him back home for the first time when they had visited a quidditch game, he had to be brought back by a auror who saw him standing there lonely and sad.

At the age of 6 Harry had to witness the fact that his mother for the first time only set up the table for diner for 3 people. They were laughing and speaking jovially amongst themselves, having forgotten the boy who had to watch this from the doorway. He walked back to his room crying, and a house elf popped in with a plate filled with his dinner.

At the age of 8 Harry had to spend Christmas alone. Normally his father would wake him up early in the morning and they would all sit near the fire and open gifts. They would laugh and sing. But this Christmas his father didn't wake him up and when he awoke by himself and went downstairs he saw that the house was empty. One of the house elves told him that they had left to spend Christmas with Sirius, Remus and the Weasleys. And they had all forgotten about him.

And now at his 10th birthday, his parents forgot him entirely. Harry was broken inside from sadness, slowly throughout his childhood he had to witness as his parents more and more forgot him and started paying more attention to his twin-brother. He grew up lonely, unloved with only the house elves as his real family. They never forgot him and they took care of him.

But Harry finally had enough. He was done with being ignored and lonely. He decided in one impulsive moment to do something that would change his life… To run away.

Harry woke up in the middle of the night. He placed his goodbye letter for the house elves on his nightstand and put on his clothes that he had already prepared. He picked up his bag filled with absolute necessities; a wand he had managed to procure, some money and some clothes.

He silently walked through the Manor and walked out of the Manor through the back door. He took a couple of steps forward and turned around to face the Manor. If it was up to him, this would be the last time he laid his eyes upon the Manor. Memories flashed before his eyes, happy ones but mainly sad ones. It was just a reminder of the fact that if he would stay that the tally of sad memories would only grow.

Harry turned around and marched off without ever looking back. Tears silently creeping down his face.

It would be 1 year later, when the Hogwarts letters arrived for the twins, that the Potters finally found out that he was gone. They immediately contacted Dumbledore, but he just told them that it might be for the best. Harry would've suffered from all the attention and treatment his brother would have received he reasoned. Nobody in the wizardry world knew about the Potter's lost son, they were all too busy with the boy-who-lived to ever remember that he had a twin.

Harry had walked for hours through dark forests and hills when he finally stopped to take a break. He sat down upon an old tree trunk and opened his bag to grab a sandwich. Taking a bite, he closed his eyes and just basked in the silence of the nature around him. He cleared his mind of all thoughts and it was just him and the nature.

And it was at that moment he felt a small warm presence in his mind. Curiously Harry's mind began to focus on that small presence, and when he poked the presence with his mind a warmth spread through his body. And for whatever reason the small warm presence and the warmth in his body began to tug him, willing him to go into a direction.

Harry, the ever curious little child, decided to just follow it and walked off into the direction. It only felt like seconds, while actually hours passed by, that he arrived at a cave. The cave was huge and in the side of a cliff. The path into the cave, Harry realised, looked very worn indicating that it has been used plenty of times. With every step he took into the direction of the tug, the presence in his mind began to grow in size and warmth, by now in front of the cave it was very hot, but still not unpleasant for him.

The presence urged him forward into the cave and he just complied. The cave was old and dry, and very large. The overhanging ceiling used to have spikes of stone aiming downwards, but for whatever reason they were broken off. The cave bent around a corner and when Harry reached the corner and looked around it, he couldn't help himself to gasp.

In front of him a large blue beast was curled up like a dog. When he looked closely he corrected himself, lizard not beast. But then he saw the wings. Flying lizard? Then the scales popped in his mind, no not a flying lizard but a dragon! Now he realised why the ceiling of the cave looked so broken, the dragon was huge and when standing up probably reached the ceiling and probably broke of a lot of the stones.

The presence in his mind just urged him forward, towards the dragon. Harry tried to fight the urge, even he knew at his age that dragons are dangerous, very dangerous. And waking one will definitely not score you positive points with them. But the presence had grown so strong that Harry lost the battle of will and his body ever so slowly walked up towards the dragon.

And Harry saw something that froze his mind in shock. The dragon slowly stirred awake, but then he shot his head up in a fast motion. His eyes were drawn to him and the presence in his mind finally stopped urging him forward.

The dragon looked at him with large golden eyes, like he was evaluating him and the dragons eyes bore right into Harry's soul. He could feel the presence inside him reaching out towards the dragon.

Harry felt the presence meeting the dragon and his golden eyes widened, then something happened what shocked him even further. He heard an old and heavy voice in his mind

"Mock my fire, a speaker! I am Veraxes young speaker. I am honored to meet you"

Harry's eyes widened and he looked at the dragon in awe, did that dragon just speak with him!? In his mind!?

Then the dragon let loose a sound that sounded an awful lot like chuckling

"I can assure you young speaker, I certainly did speak to you and you just spoke with your thoughts to me." the dragon boomed inside of Harry's head

Harry froze. His thoughts!? He could speak to dragons in his thoughts!?

Harry was clearly still in awe and, he admitted, still afraid of the dragon "F-forgive me S-sir, but why a-are you s-so polite to m-me" he asked the dragon stuttering in his mind

"No dragon would disrespect a speaker young one. Speakers are revered by dragons, as there has been so few of them, only a couple of speakers have existed in history. Past wizards or witches bearing the gift became great and powerful young one"

"But w-why would a dragon care about a w-wizard speaking to them?" Harry asked tentatively

"Young one, the gift of speaking to dragons is given to people by magic themselves, they have it because magic felt they needed it for their destiny. Dragons are creatures of pure magic, we have to follow the will of magic. Magic wills us to help you young one" Veraxes explained

"B-but isn't that slavery?" Harry asked, getting a bit overwhelmed to the fact that he can control such large creatures

"Yes and no young one, while magic wills us to help you in your destiny. The magic inside of you wills you to help us dragons. To take our needs to the heart, to protect us against danger young one"

The world began to spin a little for Harry, only a few hours ago he was just running away from his family and now he learned about an ancient power few possess and if the dragon spoke true he was responsible for the dragons in the world.

Veraxes sensed his internal struggle "Go sit young one and rest. I will protect you and keep you warm"

Harry attempted to walk off and go and sit down, but then the warm presence returned and started urging him to remain where he was. He frowned "I can't, the presence in my mind, it forces me to remain where I am"

Veraxes' eyes widened a little bit "Tell me young one, did this same presence urge you to come to this place?"

"Yes… why do you ask?"

"Legend says that magic itself urges the speaker, when the time is right, to find its companion among the dragons. He would find his dragon companion and they would bond, making both the speaker and the dragon stronger. I think that is why you are here with me, magic thought the time was right and urged you towards me."

"Give into the presence young one, don't resist it" Veraxes urged

For some reason the presence in his mind agreed with the words Veraxes spoke, it began spreading a soothing feeling throughout his body. And Harry complied, he let go of all will and gave into the presence. Just like before Harry's body began moving on itself. He began to move towards the dragon and he reached out towards the dragon's face with his hand. Veraxes lowered his face and Harry's hand and Veraxes snout touched.

Harry upon contact with Veraxes' snout, he could feel the presence in his mind reach out and embrace the dragon and he could feel something similar as the presence, embrace him. He could feel the embracing becoming tighter, like they became one whole. Harry felt the embrace reach its maximum strength and then suddenly let loose and the feeling of the embrace was gone. But something remained in his mind, an old and strong presence. It felt warm and soothing yet powerful.

But before Harry could investigate the presence more, he blacked out.

Unknown to Harry, a shockwave of magic went through the world only felt by dragons and dragon-like creatures like large serpents and Wyverns. Although never having felt anything like it before, they immediately knew what it was and why it was there. A speaker had returned!

All through the world, for several weeks, reports were made of the increase of activity from dragons and dragon-like creatures. Not about them rampaging and destroying villages and towns or anything, but more of them being hyperactive, like they were happy and excited.

The wisest and oldest of the dragons and their kin began preparing for their journey to south-east France… They were all heading to Château de dragons, the ancestral home of all Dragon Riders.

They were all planning to meet the Dragon rider and help him.

A/N: The pairing is Fleur/Harry