Chapter2

Finding the Snitch

I ran upstairs to see what happened. When I got close to my door I heard someone calling me.

"Oh Princess, you can't sneak up on me. I can see you," it said.

"Who are you? I'm the princess of Linderwall. What is your business here? If it is to steal my things then you will leave now," I declared.

"Oh, but Princess I cannot leave. I am in a bowl of water. I'm your pet fish, Violet," the voice answered.

"Violet? It actually worked? I can't believe it," I said, astonished, finally walking into the room and finding that it was Violet that was talking to me.

"I know, it is quite astonishing, isn't it?" Violet said. "I was swimming around in my bowl, and I just meant to think, but I accidentally said 'This bowl needs cleaning,' which it does, and then you came and hid behind the wall."

"Well, I didn't know it was you," I said.

"You said something about 'it actually worked?'" Violet said.

"Yeah, what about it?" I said, trying to make it sound like I had no idea what she was talking about.

"Well, what did you mean by it?" The little violet fish asked.

"Well…" I tried to think of a way to tell her so she wouldn't… freak out, to put it in a better term.

Suddenly Ginger stepped in. "She meant that she wished you could talk back to her and it worked, although I don't see why it wouldn't. I am trustworthy and honest."

I smiled. I put my hands up, like I was holding pizza in both hands, and shrugged, "Tada!" I said.

The little fish stared at me, then at Ginger, then back to me, and so forth.

"Do you like it? Or do you think I'm going to be in a mess with my parents?" I asked.

"Where did the dragon come from?" She asked.

"Well… I made her, from a spell book," I said, trying to make it sound a whole lot better then it was. It obviously didn't work.

"You WHAT?! Do you know how bad this is? What do you think your parents are going to say when they find out about…?" She trailed off, turning to Ginger.

"Ginger. She got to pick the name,"

"Ginger. Ok, and what they'll say when they find out that I can talk because of her," Violet said, glaring at me.

"I don't know!" I worried.

"You've got to go tell them, NOW!"

"Ok, I'll go," I said as I went back downstairs to find my parents. I asked one of the maids if they knew, since the maids know everything. She said they were in the banquet hall. So I went to there. Ginger must have come down after I talked with the maid, because when I found them, mom screamed and dad called for the guards.

"Mom, dad, no!" I said.

"But honey, there is a dragon behind you," mom stated.

"I know. I made her, from a spell book. Her name is Ginger."

Mom and dad looked at each other, looked at me, and then they walked down the hallway a ways. They started talking, I couldn't hear them, but I was sure they were talking about my punishment. They came back, they must have decided. I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Honey, we knew you would get a hold of that spell book some day." As soon as I heard that, I opened my eyes again. "I told your Father we should have gotten rid of it, but you got it for a birthday present and we didn't want to give it away. The point is, we're not going to punish you, because it's our fault that it was here in the first place," mom said.

"I'm not getting punished?!" I exclaimed.

"No, but you have to be careful of what you try to make out of that spell book. It has some bad things that shouldn't be used in there. Just… come to us before you start something. Ok?" Mom asked.

"Ok, I'll ask before I start," I said, glaring at my Mom, just to show I meant it.

Later I started looking at the spell book. I found a lot of spells. Some wicked, some crazy, some happy, some sad, etcetera.

One day, two days after I made Ginger, I asked my mom if I could make a flower potion. I told her it was for someone special, but I really just wanted to see if all the spells in the book really worked.

While I worked on the spell, one of the maids must have went into my room to fix my bed, and then told my mom what she had seen, or rather, what she had heard, because when I was pouring tomato juice into the caldron, to make a red rose, I heard a scream come from upstairs.

"Oh no, Violet, I forgot to tell my parents about Violet." I looked around frantically, wondering what to do. I went upstairs, ready for my punishment.

"Oh, Lindy, your fish… it's-it's talking to me," Mom stuttered.

"Yes, mom, I kinda wished to have Ginger make my fish talk."

"Kind of? Oh no."

"What?"

"Did you say wished?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Did that potion, that you made the dragon from did it say wishing-dragon?"

"I don't know, why?"

"You better hope it didn't." She started for the stairs, and I followed. She picked up the book and searched for the dragon spell.

"What page did you find that spell on?" She asked, looking through the pages.

"On… 121!"

"You're sure?"

"Positive."

"Ok." She turned to the page I had indicated. "Oh no."

"What? What is so bad about this dragon? You're not telling me something."

"It's just as I suspected. You made a wishing-dragon," mom said, shaking her head sadly.

"Wh-what's wrong with a wishing-dragon?" I stuttered.

"Don't make any more wishes, no matter how much she pushes you, don't make ANY more. Got it?"

I nodded.

"Good, how many wishes did you make already?"

"I don't know, maybe five."

"Oh no."

"What? What is wrong with my wishes?"

"I thought you only made one."

"Yeah, but I also wished for some of the ingredients for the flower spell. What does it mean if I've already made five wishes?"

"It means that your dragon can get a wish from any one she wants. With every wish the dragon grows stronger. By ten wishes, wishing-dragons can become even more powerful than the King and Queen dragons combined. By twenty they are the most powerful of all dragons, put together. And do you know what they do with all that power?"

"No."

"They attempt to take out all human life and anyone who tries to stop them."

"That's very bad, and it's my entire fault." I put my face in my hands.

"Oh, honey. It's not really your fault. You just-"

"Yes it is. I made the dragon. And I made all those wishes. Now I have to fix it."

"Oh, but honey, you didn't know. You never meant any harm. As long as you don't make fifteen more wishes, everything should be fine, and you don't have to fix it."

"But you said that she could get wishes from anyone now."

"Only if she's around someone and she hears them make a wish, then she can. Oh, and don't go by her any more. We don't know what she could do to make you make a wish. Got it?"

"Yeah, mom I got it, but there's one problem."

"What? Wait… Where is your dragon?"

"Well, she's probably out shopping. I wished for her to take a break. Oh no. I guess I made one more wish than I thought I did. So, actually… she is amongst other people and she can make other people's wishes come true. We have to find her!"

"How long did you tell her she had to relax?"

"I don't know. I probably didn't."

"Well, how long has she been out?"

"Since I started on the potion."

"When was that?"

"Let's see," I paused. "Maybe… an hour ago."

"Oh, Lindy. Let's go!" We ran out the door.