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To GotyeMaiden: I've been asked about that idea before, but never really thought about it. I'll see what I can come up with.
Spring was with a doubt Belle's favorite time of year. Everywhere she looked there was new life. Draco seemed to enjoy it just as much. He especially liked it when Belle would come outside and read to him. Today, she sat leaning against one of the spikes protruding from his spine and read one of her personal favorites. Draco sat with his head on his paws, listening to his mistress' soothing voice, and all was calm until Draco suddenly lifted his head.
Belle grabbed the spike she was leaning against to keep from falling and soon saw the source of Draco's excitement. Rumpelstiltskin had been gone for nearly a week but was now home, and Draco was obviously happy to see him. On the ground, Rumpel petted Draco's snout when the dragon came towards him.
"Hey, boy. I got you something."
He opened the small pouch at his belt and using magic, pulled out a freshly plucked chicken. Draco immediately opened his mouth and ate the entire chicken in one bite.
"That's all for now, but I can stay and play for a bit."
Rumpel raised his hand and levitated a fallen tree. With a wave of his hand, the tree went flying over the castle. Draco flew off after it, and Rumpel felt something hit him on the head. After looking around, he saw that it was a book. Rumpel's eyes widened when he realized what he'd done.
"Oh, shit! Belle! Draco, come back!"
But it was too late. The dragon was gone, but he came back quickly with tree in his jaws and dropped it in front of Rumpel. Belle slowly slid off of Draco and came to stand in front of Rumpel. Her hair was whipped back by the wind and stood on end in places. Rumpel placed his hand over his mouth and tried to stifle his laughter. Belle glared him.
"Not. One. Word."
"I'm sorry, dearie. It was an accident."
TBC