Verina had spent a peaceful moment with her daughter in England while her mentor and the girl had been traveling with the dragons. During a day she forgot her ambition, but at night, seeing her baby sleeping, she remembered Harry Potter.

She indulged in the memory with him at Hogwarts. It was a close. With the spell, it worked, he was going to have a relationship with her. His eyes were beautiful than any emerald greens. The color got deepen when he reached the culmination before peeling her garter.

Her finger touched her private. She breathed in and out hard and twisted in pleasure.

Her hand clutched at the air and she sat up on the bed.

The mirror showed her dark skin, her swollen breasts. She closed her eyes remembering the protecting charm Harry cast to save her from Lestrange on the cliff. Something warm spread through her body. His care made her a human not a stray cat.

Charlie delivered a lecture on dragons. It was quite interesting for him to talk about the creatures he loved the most in public. He enjoyed the difference between taming them in the field and explaining dragon's behavior. Humans couldn't win their trust when they threatened dragons. Once they were succeeded in communicating as a friend, dragons would be perpetual friends.

Hermione asked him lots of questions, 'I studied druids had produced some powerful dragon lords. Was it true?'

Charlie shrugged, 'In the past, the ancient times. Who knows the truth?' Then he remembered Shinto in East Asia, 'You should visit Asia and see the shrine maidens who can talk to the dragons in heaven asking for rain to grow crops.'

'I wonder how many dragon tamers you know can speak Gaelic and if they have green eyes as the druids used to have.'

'Merlin's beard, where did you find the information, in the library?' He chuckled, 'Hermione, I don't know any Irish or Scottish dragon tamers in my workplace.'

'Really? Well, most of European wizards and witches have possibility that their ancestors were druids.'

'Well, I have heard King Arthur's father eliminated the dragon lords except Merlin, but it was just a myth.'

'How about Morgana?'

'Oh, you mean Merlin's rival? I don't know.' Charlie was frustrated, 'Okay, The Head Girl suggested we should do research on history about the lordship over dragons. That will be your homework today.'

When the class was dismissed, Ginny mocked her brother.

'You should've prepared more before coming to the class.'

'I predicted Hermione would ask tons of questions, but it doesn't matter when you can tame dragons in the wild.'

'No, it didn't. But Harry can speak dragon language.'

'Oh, I forgot about it. He could hear the baby dragon's voice at Hagrid's hut.'

'You should talk with him.'

Ginny nodded towards Harry who was at a loss surrounded by the Slytherin girls. Daphne Greengrass was animated by his every move.

'Harry, please repeat the move. I want to learn more.' She held her wand high.

Harry hesitated to support her position, 'Lower your wand. Concentrate your attention thinking your favorite nature, the lake perhaps?' He stepped back before her back leant against his chest. He was relieved to see Charlie and Ginny approach him.

'You've tamed the notorious Slytherins, Harry. I didn't know you could speak dragon language as well as you could hear their voice.'

'Charlie, don't tell about it yet in public.' Harry whispered.

'Why? I've never heard it is bad omen.'

'I feel powerful magic I can't handle when I speak their language.'

'Talk to him. He is still in Hagrid's hut.' Charlie's eyes danced.

'I need to focus in a quiet place.' Harry walked away to the great lake.

Charlie and Ginny followed after him. Two first year boys were throwing stones into the water.

Harry hid himself behind a big oak tree and focused his mind to talk to Evan.

Evan, can you hear me?

He paused,

I tried teaching in front of the students and they came to find their strength which is necessary to face the wild dragons. I don't know how it will work to protect your kin. Tell me why they are so important. The wild dragons are reported they burnt down some cities or villages here and there.

He waited for the answer. Then the voice came.

Let them burn any place they want. They are happy after being removed the curse. The lands used to be theirs. They have right to travel anywhere, anytime they want.

Harry felt like he could understand the feeling. He enjoyed freedom after Voldemort was killed. He retorted,

But the innocent people were hurt.

Evan answered,

Freedom costs you payment, remember human's revolution.

Harry got angry,

You are wrong. I won't be your guardian if your kin continue attacking people.

Evan yawned,

They did for their lords who had been persecuted. Your mother's blood line, the Evans is included.

The voice never came anymore. Harry guessed the baby dragon fell into sleep.

'Well?' Ginny's hand touched him on the shoulder.

'I got new information. We must arrest Morgana Evans who has been in charge of inflaming the wild dragons.' Harry explained his reason from the conversation with Evan to her and Charlie.

Charlie looked thoughtful and he was quiet for a while. Finally he spoke,

'I know her. She has a charismatic charm to attract people like...a queen of the kingdom. Her assertion sounded like an oracle. If Evan was right, Morgana Evans must have wanted to regain authority in the wizarding world.'

Morgana made the local pub musicians play music. They knew how to play the dance tune, volta. She controlled Scamander's body and let him lead her. After three tunes, she let him go to the girl, Luna. It was visible he fell in love with her. The girl would be useful to set him on Morgana's side. Poor girl. The battle of Hogwarts triggered off her old pain, her loss. It didn't matter whether the girl chose her own death, to go to her mother or not, but Morgana had her past, the loss, the little charred body after fighting against Merlin and Arthur. That was ... she saw a young couple enjoy dancing volta cheerfully...that was her revenge against the mortal world from the under world after centuries. The world must suffer the same agony she had.