(Dawn's POV)

After the final battle at Hogwarts, my friends, the people I trusted, betrayed me. I had defeated Voldemort and they caged me in Azkaban for 'following in the dark lord's footsteps.' I was locked up in a dark cell for eight years and each day, the previously thought dead Dumbledore would come visit asking for the rights to my inheritance. When he didn't visit, the dementors would feast on my boiling emotions and the guards would come to beat the meaning of 'sharing' into me.

(End POV)

They stuck Dawn Potter in a dark cell that had no bed and the toilet was a simple bucket that had probably already been used by the cell's previous occupant. Thick bars stopped any attempt for escape through the window but didn't help whatsoever with the cold and the rain. Stone walls and floor kept me eternally cold even if she was chained to the ceiling and barely able to keep up any exercise.

Still, she would have to say that she should thank them for letting her have a lot of time to herself, because Dawn started meditating. There wasn't much a person could do when the bindings stop any magic from effecting the outside would but that didn't mean magic couldn't affect your own body. So, as she meditated, Dawn learned of her beautiful animagus form, the sea dragon.

Dawn's beautiful form was long and serpent shaped but easily over six hundred feet long. Her form had the Avada Kadavra green, hypersensitive eyes and rich black and dark grey striped scales. Fangs dripped deadly venom from within a finely pointed snout with dark blood red colored whiskers hid their danger. A raspberry red feather mane swept down its head and striped horns haloed in an impressive display of beauty. The tail had large feathers colored a dark citrine, same as the underbelly scales, with twisting red feathers giving the tail some grandeur.

Overall, her sea dragon was a very formidable foe to anyone that would dare cross it, but it was definitely hard to turn into the creature. As Dawn hung from the prison cell, Dumbledore came in and began scolding her on how she was supposedly 'acting.' Once the old man finally left, the normal guards came in and began whipping into her skin.

Blood dripped down Dawn's back and onto the floor while Dawn remind silent and the guards left. It only took a few seconds for the moaning dementors to come and haunt Dawn once again. The thirty-five year old continued to close herself off from the world and let her magic keep her deteriorating body healthy. Still, Dawn's bones stuck out grotesquely from her tall frame and the skin had paled to a revolting grey.

Dawn was unaware of what went on outside of her mind because she focused on meditating and controlling all of her overabundant magic within her mind. Dawn's mindscape was a large ocean with both an underwater city and a city that rested on the clouds in the sky. The ocean was a dark red that eerily resembled blood but he was perfectly capable of seeing through, each cloud was a dark black and the cities were made from beautiful combinations of crystal and gold. The cities held knowledge while the drifting clouds were thoughts, the ocean was filled with emotions but a dark underwater mountain locked away memories that were best left forgotten and locked away.

Dawn meditated with his sea-dragon curled around her comfortingly until she finally decided that she was ready.

Dawn opened her eyes in the real world and ignored the dementors that hung around her cell and she concentrated on changing. She had never tried transforming before and so this would be her only chance of escape before Dumbledore himself warded her cuffs against animagi transformations. It had taken her so long to even be able to come to this point because she had no previous reference to animagi and she hadn't been able to practice transforming before.

Now, with concentration, Dawn's long black hair began lightening to a raspberry red while her arms were slowly withdrawn into her elongating body. She could feel her teeth lengthening and hollowing out to allow for the newly grown venom sacks to drip their poison, and her skin hardened as scales began forming into a hardened armor. The shackles around her wrists broke and the small stone and metal barred room she was held in began cracking and breaking as her body began expanded beyond the capacity of the room. The long ropes of armored flesh broke from the room and fell a few hundred feet to the rock ground under his cell while she broke her head from where it barely fit now in the room. With a mighty roar that shook the very foundations of the prison, Dawn winded her way the hundred feet to the ocean where she slipped into the cold waters and into freedom.

Dawn's sleek mane flowed easily through the water as the overly large feathered tail help propel her body through the icy waters and soon into warmer territory. She felt the barely controlled hunger gnaw at her stomach and so, instead of going up and changing into a human to eat human food, Dawn hunted the dark ocean waters for easy prey. A pack of killer whales swam effortlessly around a small iceberg and Dawn simply waited a few seconds before shooting through the cold waters to catch her food in her powerful jaws. Her poison killed the whale instantaneous and Dawn simply swallowed the whale whole, once her prey was fully swallowed, Dawn easily chased after another whale and tore into its flesh easily. Now, relatively full, Dawn began the hard journey into warmer waters where she knew he would be infinitely more comfortable in.

For a couple of days, Dawn traveled through the waters of the ocean with relative ease, but once in sight of a small Caribbean island, Dawn transformed into her human form and slept under the twinkling stars of the sky. She woke up easily the next morning but refrained from using magic in any form as she easily gathered some coconuts for an early morning meal. Once the meal was eaten, Dawn walked around the island easily but found no one so she transformed and took to the waters with barely a ripple in the water.

Dawn ate a large lunch which consisted of at least ten sharks and mouthfuls of fish. After a few hours of calm and unrushed searching Dawn spotted an island with a group of inhabitants. She quickly transformed into her human form away from any prying eyes and walked to the village. The moment she stepped past the first village building, a group of the natives walked up and began speaking in a rapid Portuguese. One of the women offered a basket of fruit which Dawn kindly ate with relish, savoring their sweet taste.

"Thank you." was all she had to say before a young man came up and began speaking in English.

"You are from America, no? We do not get visitors often, my American name is Phillip and these people have never seen anyone as starved as you even if they had been lost and died at sea. We welcome you to the village of San Domico and our village elder bids you to stay with him for as long as you need."

Dawn just gave a heartfelt smile before saying, "Thank you, but I cannot stay long. I must find a place to live far from the searching gaze of people who have betrayed me. They used me and then locked me in a prison. I promise I will leave in no more than three days and you shall never see me again, I just need a place to rest and gather my strength."

"Well, you will be staying with the village elder and I will be with you to help translate for our people since you don't understand our language." The young man helped guide Dawn by grabbing her elbow and practically dragging her to a house on the other side of the village from where they were at currently.

"You speak good English, were did you learn it?"

"I am hoping that I can go to an American collage and raise money for my home once I get a job in America, so I have been studying and practicing with visitors that come here."

Dawn was quiet and once she showed the room she was to be staying in, Dawn nearly cried at the kindness these people were showing her even if it was a simple hammock that swung with the Caribbean breeze. That night, she ate to her stomach's content with the village elder and his wife, and they shared fond memories and dashing tales of heroes and pirates. That night, Dawn fell asleep easily and the old couple let her sleep until she woke up on her own only about an hour before noon.

They ate lunch and Dawn helped some of the village women clean and wash clothes in a nearby stream. Once that was done, she helped cook dinner with the older lady she was staying with and she fell asleep easily that night too. The next morning, she woke up to a wonderful breakfast, and ate until she was once again fit to burst. Near noon, Dawn smiled fondly but said with Phillip translating, "I have to leave, I fear what would happen to me if I were found and I know they would make all of you forget I even existed. I had a wonderful time staying here but I can't chance being caught." Dawn bowed his head low and said, "Thank you."

The old couple gave her a hug while Phillip literally picked her up and crushed her with his hugs. "We all hope you have a safe journey, we have all come together to pack a few supplies for your trip so you don't go hungry as you sail to another island."

"Sail," Dawn smiled mischievously, "whoever said anything about sailing?" Dawn transformed into her sea-dragon form and the villagers were all sent to their knees. Each began praying to her as if he were a god that had decided to judge their village. Dawn used the wild magic in her sea-dragon form and wrought a spell over the entire village to keep them healthy and safe for as long as they were kind to newcomers. Dawn nudged Phillip and rubbed her snout on his small shoulder before urging him to grab a strand of her soft mane. Dawn tugged on the strands and they loosened easily into Phillips grasp before she gave a roar and slipped into the sea.

Years from now, the village would tie the strands of red hair on a statue that would be carved from stone that looked like her sea-dragon form and the village would prosper easily for years, even Phillip became a world renowned heart and brain surgeon.

Once Dawn slipped into the sea, she traveled to the bottom of a deep gorge that was so black at the bottom; nothing could be seen even inches in front of her snout. She lay comfortably at the bottom with small animals that swam curiously towards her with glowing bodies or appendages. She snoozed for a good while until she knew that dinner was calling her name. She swam near to the surface and searched for those curious schools of fish where hundreds of silver fish could be swallowed in one bite.

She stayed in the Caribbean for a while and met a group of beautiful mermaids that played with her once they got over the fear of her eating them. She stayed a few weeks with them before traveling onwards. Dawn traveled north for a while and crossed what she knew would be the waters under the tip of South America. She swam for warmer waters but met a few cold-water mermen and traded stories once she was welcomed into their village after showing her human form. They fed her gillyweed so she could stay with them in her human form before Dawn once again moved on.

Dawn traveled up to Hawaii and then to Midway Island before heading to Japan. She stayed hidden easily for a year before moving on. Dawn traveled to parts of India, then to parts of Africa before heading towards Australia. Now, the twenty-eight year old lay at the bottom of the ocean floor not even wanting to turn back into a human since her old group of 'best friends' had hunted her down once in Australia. She felt her wild magic acting up and in front of her face, and a bright white portal appeared.

Curious, Dawn swam forward and entered the portal but once her whole body was engulfed in the white light, she blacked out.