"D-D-D-Dragon's bladder?!" Kurumi squeaked as she tightened her grip on her broom. She was beginning to like this lesson even less. It had been enough of a shock her first term when she had learned was had once been used as a snitch in Quidditch matches. The notion of cutting out a dragon's liver for sport was enough to make her turn white as a sheet and feel as though she were going to fall over.