Hedwig's soft breath played gently through Hagrid's flowing beard, the undulating movements mimicking the rhythms of their recent lovemaking. She lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply in satisfaction. The calm was short lived as the tip of her cigarette almost ignited a stray strand of Hagrid's beard. Stomping out the fire with her talons, Hedwig breathed a sigh of relief and snuffed out the cigarette on her tongue. This near disaster reawakened her lust, and she enfolded him in a feathery embrace, while her still hot talons singed his nether regions. Her ashy tongue explored his cavernous ear, and emitting a violent squawk, she shuddered and laid an egg in the hairy, welcoming nest of his belly button. Thus, Hedrid was conceived. Born in the aftermath of their fiery encounter, he would always bear some of the traits of the phoenix and would rival Fawkes in Dumbledore's affections.