Disclaimer: Fablehaven and its characters belong to Brandom Mull. Raxtus's avatar form idea originates from me. :)
Note: Written post volume four and contains major spoilers.

Glow
Part 1

Blond hair tied back with an elastic hair tie, Kendra Sorenson tilted her head up toward the sky, appreciative yet vigilant as she regarded the bright blue vastness before her. Around her, the fairies flitted to and fro, gathering around the mirror she had brought for them in her pocket. Even though they paid her no heed at the moment, she found that studying them somehow put her in a trance-like state. When in this kind of mental limbo, memories of the boy who used to be Gavin Rose would leave her and if she was lucky, the dull ache in her chest would dissipate temporarily.

The happier memories of the Gavin were slowly slipping away from her one by one. In her mind, she had separated the concept Navarog from the stuttering dragon tamer she had once fallen for. With that being the first step, she had moved onto busying herself with other things. Her idea to begin reconstructing the Fairy Queen's Sanctuary was a welcome distraction. Kendra had petitioned Raxtus to go to the Queen's Shrine at Wyrmroost and ask for directions to create or find a magical item to help rebuild the Shrine at Fablehaven. That had been a week ago. Waiting for his return and conversing with some of the more willingly friendly fairies was all that kept her sane.

When she had become fairykind, the magical world had opened up to her, allowing her to gain access to a number of privileges that hadn't been granted to mortals in far too long. Although it had been a blessing at first, her abilities now felt like a curse. To be able to see magical creatures now without any aid from foods made her miss how the world used to look different – normal even – and more often than not safe. Fairykind status would last a lifetime. Part of her bringing a mirror into the garden was due to the fragment of a foolish wish that one day those fairies would be gone and the butterflies, dragonflies, and other beauteous insects would return her world. Maybe the other non-magical counterparts whose deceptive image had once kept her safe from harm would return as well.

Maybe life could be normal again.

With a heaving sigh, Kendra turned her attention toward the pool again. She stared for a few more moments before a shadow suddenly slid over the water. The shape had four distinct extensions: head, wings, tail.

The sixteen-year-old tilted her head upward to see the dark figure that obscured the sun swoop in from the sky and onto Fablehaven's grounds. As the figure neared her, its scales began to catch the sunlight at different angles, verifying without a doubt who the mystery visitor was. The prismatic, silvery dragon landed with an elegant sweep into the grass field, a pleasant breeze following his thudding landing.

"Raxtus," Kendra exclaimed, a bright smile illuminating her face, "you came back!"

The dragon laughed a tenorous laugh as the teenager jumped up to him and wrapped her arms around his graceful neck. (1)

"Hello, Kendra."

The blonde slid her arms away from around his neck and grinned, holding herself away from him at arms' length to inspect his figure with squinted eyes. Even after their brief embrace, the fairystruck dragon (for that was what she had dubbed him to be) glowed and pulsated light as if it were his living organismic right. An obvious smile played upon his features as a few of the fairies from the pool gathered around him and lightly touched his scales to absorb a bit of light he had obtained from his hug with Kendra.

"So did you ask the Queen?" she inquired.

"Yes," the dragon nodded. "She… she expressed quite clearly that rebuilding the shire while the Sphinx was still a threat would be a foolhardy thing to do."

Kendra nodded solemnly, turning to the silvery blue fairy that had raised Raxtus and quickly speaking in a fairytongue, instructing her to spread the news among the other fairies that the project would have to wait. A few of them shook angrily, sparks flying off some while the humidity in the air crystallized and froze around others. The few less melodramatic ones simply smiled understandingly and flew off.

Soon, the cluster of fairies that had gathered around them dissipated, leaving the pair alone to wander their thoughts. With a happy sigh, Kendra relaxed her involuntarily clenched muscles and settled into a happy stroll as they two of them neared the house. From inside, she could see Seth waving excitedly at the silvery dragon. Apparently, Raxtus had a strong affinity with Sorensons.

Suddenly, Seth's face was gone from the window and the sound of pounding footsteps could be heard faintly from the building. Soon after, the boy burst out from the front door and nearly flew right to where Raxtus was standing.

"I can't believe you're here! You should come in!"

"How will I do that?" Raxtus asked, his numerous ringing tenor voices holding the same multiple tinges of worry in their intonation.

Apparently, the shadow charmer had a plan for this little (or would it be considered big?) problem as well:

"Shrink down to your avatar size."

"Uhh… Seth, I don't think that's a good idea."

Kendra shot her younger brother a warning glare the moment those words left his lips. Although she hadn't disclosed the extent of Raxtus's abnormalities to Seth, she had already strictly forbade him from bringing up humanoid versions of dragons. Of course, this was Seth she was thinking about and Seth listened to no one.

The only redeeming quality present at the moment was the fact that Seth had enough courtesy to turn the conversation away from the subject.

The dragon returned the sentiment with his own version of a chortle. Seth quickly bounded into the house, waving Raxtus closer as he tried. Without thinking, Kendra took Raxtus by the forearm and began to lead him to up to the mansion.

"Wait, Kendra!"

"What?"

She turned around to face him, laughing blindly when she realized that by grabbing his forearm she had inadvertently lit him up brighter than the most powerful light bulb she had ever seen in all of her existence.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Is there any way you can stop shining so brightly?" she asked, covering her eyes with both her hands as not to go blind.

Suddenly, Raxtus grew quiet and still. When she didn't receive an answer, she tried asking once more. The only words that met her ears were raveled within a hushed murmur of embarrassment.

"Yes, I can, but it will be extremely…"

He didn’t bother finishing the sentence properly. And, before Kendra had time to contemplate what he had said, the light that shone from Raxtus began fading. It slowly dulled and condensed into a smaller concentration, lowering its intensity by half as the shape before her took form.

"It's really embarrassing."

When Kendra looked up, she had expected the fairy-like avatar with blue butterfly wings that the silvery dragon had once mentioned to be flitting around in the air before her. Somehow, that wasn't the case.

Raxtus was now just as big as Kendra (and rather pretty, if she were to say so herself).

She dared a second glance toward Raxtus's avatar form, admiring the way his long, silvery hair shone in the light. Without meaning to, she glanced toward his face and instantly felt an admiration for the dragon's fine features and bright eyes. As for his skin, even though it still had blue base, there was a metallic rainbow highlight that shone from the sun. Because of all the magical energy Raxtus was dispelling, the slight etches on his body that resembled dragon scales were clearly visible to Kendra's eyes.

"How?" she asked as she adverted her eyes to the ground. "How are you the same size as me? I thought you were as big as the other fairies…"

"I usually am. You charged me up too much, I guess. I mean, I've never been this size before…" When he didn't receive any sort of visible response, doubt began drenching his thoughts. "I look awful like this, don't I? I'm the only 'male fairy' there is on any reserve in the world and I'm not even really a fairy! Plus, now that I'm as big as you, you can see just how girly I am and I'm a disgusting shame to dragonkind and I–"

"Raxtus, stop it." The dragon-fairy shut up instantaneously. "You look wonderful. Like… like a dream."

At those words, he flushed slightly, his cheeks turning a slight purple shade under his watery blue skin. Tilting his head down in embarrassment, the dragon-fairy smiled and thanked Kendra for her compliment. Without intending to, Kendra caught sight of Raxtus's smiling face and blushed. To be honest, the male was quite… attractive. Appealing, even, to artistic aesthetics; he was her version of magical light personified.

Raxtus looked up from where he had turned his attention to only to see Kendra silently admiring his figure. The blond snapped out of her trance-like state and beckoned Raxtus to follow her. Soon after, he was invited to come inside the house and promptly introduced to the remaining residents of the Sorenson Mansion.

All the while, Kendra couldn't help but sneak glances to his beautiful form and wonder exactly what she had really done to alter the silveret's state.

(1) Tenorous is a made up word, according to Microsoft Word. Think… Tenor voice. Tenor + (-ous) = Tenorous? Yeah. :D
So yeah. This would be my first het fanfic ever. At best, this is going to be a threeshot piece, so wish me luck, alright? :)

Bisous, Minikimii