Harry entered the door, but the second it was closed, the door had vanished. He was trapped. Not the best feeling in the world.

He was in a clearing of a forest. The trees were dense, but Harry could still see the sky. It was suddenly morning. It had been almost lunchtime when he entered. Quite strange, but magic could do amazing things.

Harry moved over to the table waiting for him. It held two things. A small round ball, It was Smokey and had a label on it. 'Smash me'. The other was completely clear and more egg shaped.

Harry hesitantly smashed the Smokey ball on the end of the table. The smoke whirled out, becoming a person. One rather familiar to Harry.

"Hermione?"

"Harry, your task is ahead." The voice was not quite Hermiones. "You must deliver the egg to the base of that mountain."

"The glass one."

"That's right." She nodded and pointed to the path to her right. "There will be many tasks for you to complete. If the egg is not with you when you reach the mountain you will fail."

"You're not Hermione, are you?"

"No." The image answered. "You have until sunset. None of the tasks will harm your outside body. Good luck." The image disappeared.

Outside body. That must mean he wasn't really here, just a magical illusion. Every time he thought he finally understood the wizarding world, he was surprised all over again.

Harry looked around and picked up the egg. It was very light. "Come on, it's going to be a long day."

Harry entered the only path available. It wasn't dark, he could see the sky through the trees. He walked a short while before noticing a fork in the road.

There was a tall candlestick holder in the centre of the split. On top of it was another smoked ball. Harry reached up and smashed the ball on the floor. Ron appeared out of it.

"Your first challenge." Out of his hands came a man to stand at each side. They were identical images of Bill Weasley. "A test for your brain. One of these paths will lead towards the mountain. The other will lead to a swamp. A dead end. Once you start on a path you may never turn back. You may ask one question. One man will lie; the other will tell the truth. Take care with what you ask."

Harry thought hard. This was the sort of thing Hermione, Luna and Genevieve could help with. He had no help. He needed to think. Think like Hermione.

There was only one question. Which way to the mountain? If he asked the liar, he would be sent down the wrong path. He couldn't ask who the liar was, he only had one question. He needed to think of a question that they would both say the same answer. He pondered it for a moment, when it occurred to him.

"Right, okay you." He turned to the Bill to his left; taking a large risk. "If I asked the other guy, which path would he tell me leads to the mountains?"

"He would say it was mine." The man answered.

If first Bill lied, then he would say the opposite of what the truthful Bill would say. If first Bill told the truth, he would say exactly what the liar would say. Either way both Bills would send him the wrong way.

Harry needed to go right.

"That means I need to go that way." Harry turned to the path to his right. "Thanks guys." He shifted the egg in his hand. He didn't know if it would break if he dropped it. He needed to be careful, if he broke the egg….

Harry walked for a while; he was relieved to find that there was no swamp in sight. Just a long narrow path. He had to dodge branches and bricks, but it wasn't a difficult path.

Slowly, the trees began to thin; he stood in a clearing. The centre of the clearing held another Smokey ball which Harry promptly broke, as he had the last.

Out of it came an image of Draco. He smiled widely. "Hi, Harry. You must prove control in this task. This is to test your ability to stay productive under pressure."

"Okay, I can do that."

"Your task is to gain control over this dragon."

"DRAGON?! Not a- fucking -gain."

"Language." Fake Draco smiled as smoke poured from his hand, creating a small dragon. "Good luck." He said as he disappeared.

"I'm going to kill Draco." Harry turned to the dragon. "I know that wasn't really Draco, but still."

The dragon roared and spread his legs out squarely. It was only a little shorter than Harry meaning it was probably about five foot tall. Its scales, a deep burgundy red, each rattled against the other as the animal moved. Its eyes were wide and very close together; its face reminded Harry more of a snake than a dragon.

"Okay, let's see." Harry held his hand out to the dragon as he moved backwards. The dragon made an aggressive stance as Harry placed the glass egg on the floor as carefully as he could.

Harry didn't want to just subdue the dragon; he wanted to be cleverer than that.

Harry flicked out his primary wand. He held a shield in front of him. This was a dragon he didn't recognise; Harry wasn't as versed on Dragons as Charlie, but he still knew quite a bit. Why couldn't he recognise this one? Was it part of where he was; this place?

As the dragon began to smoke its mouth Harrys mind conjured an idea. It was a bit far out but the fake Hermione had insisted he couldn't die here. It was a long shot.

This Dragon had been created from things found in Harrys own mind. He might not be able to get it to obey him but maybe he could calm it down.

Harry looked into the snake-like face of the dragon. Harry hated using parcel tongue, but it was worth a try.

The dragon tilted its head at the sound.

Its scales began to rattle and its legs moved further inwards; it was curious now. Charlie had always said that Dragons were curious creatures by nature. Giant fire breathing cats, he called them; Harry was sure Arthur had dropped Charlie on his head at some point.

§"there's a dragon. Who's a nice dragon?"§ Harry wasn't sure if the dragon could understand him or not, so he just cooed random words at it.

The dragon moved so close, its breath misted on the shield charm.

§"can you understand me?"§ The dragon didn't react more than it had before, so Harry continued to coo, as he conjured up food for the dragon.

Harry felt bad for the rabbits he tossed in the dragon's direction. At first the dragon watched them with its same curiosity but within moments it was eating them whole.

In fact, Charlie wasn't half wrong. The dragon was acting very similar to Zana when she was hunting.

§"That's a good dragon."§ Harry tossed another rabbit to the dragon.

The dragon seemed more trusting of Harry now. It couldn't find a reason to be worried about him.

Harry approached the dragon, continuing to speak parcel tongue to it. It moved around; very similar to the way Zana moved as a kitten. Swishing and scrunching its nose.

"Gurr." The dragon made a humming-purring sound in its throat. "Huummm."

§"you seem calmer, now."§ Harry commented to the dragon. He moved forward and rubbed the side of the dragons' face. §"okay, now here's the tricky bit"§

Harry pulled himself closer to the dragon and held his wand tightly in his hand. Then in one smooth swoop, he had jumped onto the Dragons neck.

The dragon panicked for a second, but the soft rasp of parcel tongue made it less wary that it would have otherwise been.

§"Right then, here I go."§ Harry held both his legs tightly on the dragon's side and lifted his wand. "Accio egg." He caught the egg as carefully as he could and then started the pull at the Dragons wings.

§"Come on buddy, help me out here. Come on."§

Harry needed to get the dragon into the air. He nudged and hissed gently to try and get the dragon to fly. §"Come on, please? Please?"§

Then, he had an idea. It was instant. He had seen the twins doing it with Ron more than once. Harry prayed that Fred would never find out.

He tucked the glass egg under his arm and lifted his wand. He focused on the Avis charm, focusing on one specific bird. It popped into existence, very differently to the simpler version of the charm.

The dragon reacted very positively to the chicken floating above its head.

The wings of the dragon began to flap and chase the chicken. Harry had to hold on as tight as the dragon flew high into the air.

It took a couple of broken tree branches and uncalled for turns, before Harry found himself in control of the dragon.

From the sky it was easy to spot the fakeness of this forest. There were five clearings all perfectly circular connected by a clear cut road. There must have been a total of five tasks.

Harry wondered for a moment if he should go down but the dragon took control in Harry's moment of distraction. Harry grabbed the neck and pulled him towards the mountain.

Harry noticed an extremely large cave opening at the foot of the mountain and clumsily steered the dragon in that direction. Buckbeak was easier to handle than this; far so.

Of course, if it wouldn't let him deliver the egg he would just go back and complete the tasks. Why not try things the easy way first; isn't that what Ingenuity was all about.

The dragon almost flew right into the side of the mountain but quickly into the cave. Harry didn't even notice anything had happened until he looked up.

Harry was lying on the on the floor, a broken glass egg beside him, with no dragon in sight.