The following are journal entries from my last year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry:
Jan 12th- I don't think I've ever been this cold. Norway in my mind was green and lush with lakes, but here where we've come to study dragons, it's white and covered in ice. The Ridgeback dragons are due in any day to begin nesting and start breeding courtships. This is important for those in the wand core business because dragon heart string is a very reliable and powerful wand core, and you can't luck upon one on a bush or shrub like you can with unicorn hair. But so far: no dragons. Just snow. A lot of snow.
Jan 14th- Still no dragons. This trip was required for my studies since I'm focusing on Magizoology and Wandlore, but still I have been counting the days. I'd already been in the forbidden forest to study unicorns. And though Fawkes is of course up in Dumbledore's office, he snubbed offering me a feather... (probably my being a Slytherin didn't help). But I wanted to see dragons, in the wild. Norwegian Ridgebacks are just such a perfect dragon, too. Like most of the Muggle fairytales. Now, if THEY'D JUST SHOW UP!
Jan 15th- Running out of time, we have to head back for Hogwarts in a another few days, but Fillabert thought he heard dragon calls at sunset. Fingers crossed.
Jan 16th- 4amDRAGONS! WE HAVE DRAGONS!
Jan 16th 5:30amWell... I've almost died three times now. Fillabert had warned the danger with dragons is mostly being in their way. Funny thing about a land covered in ice and dragons breathing fire - you get mudslides. Now I get why they had us all bring brooms even though they're terribly awkward to tote around. There was no warning, just suddenly the snow we were standing on starting rolling down the mountain like a mattress down a flight of stairs. Never been so glad I played Beater for Slytherin, there was some insane scrambling to stay on the stick.
Jan 16th 3pm- Found a pretty good rock outcrop that shouldn't liquefy on us. The territory fights have begun among the females. Interesting, I always think, that it's the female Ridgeback dragons that fight to the death most often over nesting grounds. One magizoologist speculated it induced the egg production... well, I'm not getting any closer to confirm that theory. There's a scrappy young lady looking to move up in the hierarchy. If she doesn't make it, we'll have a wand core candidate to harvest... but I find myself rooting for her.
Jan 17th- I've stopped crying, mostly. It was terrible and beautiful battle that LASTED FOREVER! The scrappy female didn't win, but like that horrible Muggle woman sang, "Her heart will go on." Wands being somewhat sentient, Fillabert thinks the wands made from her heart will be extremely powerful for a long time. Sometimes wands from dragons that die of natural causes or lose a battle too quickly, those wands fade quickly compared to those that go out spectacularly. But I'm thankful wandmakers don't have to source all their own wand cores, because getting to that dragon's heart was the messiest, smelliest, gag inducing thing I've ever had to go through and that includes Snape's potion's detention cleanup sessions.
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