"What dragon do I get?"
"Oh, so now we can talk."
Harry winced, contrite. "...I was just cross. If you saw the dragons then you should have seen-"
"-yes, of course. You're right. I should've warned you. I don't know why, I..." a hand flew to her head, massaging her temples. "Sorry, Harry. The aggressive species-it starts with an H? That's yours."
He nodded. "Any ideas?"
"A summoning charm?"
"...same as Professor Moody." He mumbled to himself.
The Hufflepuff paled. "Moody...how did I forget?!"
"...are you alright?"
"No, I don't think I am."