AN: So... this is going to be yet another drabble collection. Oh well.

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Rowena crept forward, her feet padding softly against the mossy ground. It was near midnight, and only a few slivers of moonlight managed to shine through the thick treetops, making the forest unnervingly dark. She held on tight to her wand, comforted by the thin beam of light it offered.

Truth be told, wandering through the forest in the dead of night wasn't a common activity for Rowena- she generally left that sort of thing to her favorite idiot, Godric. But Rowena did like to keep an eye on the forest, and she knew that something especially interesting was happening that night: a unicorn mating ritual. The opportunity to observe such an astonishing magical moment was too much for her to resist.

Naturally, her friends had had absolutely no interest in coming with her. Salazar and Godric wanted to practice dueling, and Helga was already curled up with her four Kneazles, sound asleep. A fond smile crept across Rowena's face at the thought of them. Despite all the incessant bickering and teasing that went on between them, she loved her three best friends more than anything.

At the moment, however, she had important observations to make.

"Nox," she whispered. Instantly, the light emanating from her wand was extinguished- she didn't want to frighten the unicorns. Moving slowly and quietly, she made her way to the edge of a small clearing and crouched down behind a bush.

Barely a minute later, a unicorn emerged from the thicket of trees, its white fur almost glowing against the dark background. Another quickly followed, and another, until the clearing was full of the beautiful creatures. They moved silently through the clearing, nudging each other with their horns, like a greeting. It was an enchantingly beautiful scene.

Rowena sat completely still, entranced by the sight, a soft smile on her lips. Somehow, taking notes would have felt sacrilegious. Instead, she simply watched, until the sun rose and her friends came looking for her.