It kept on moving, unstoppable. Cross classes, corridors, lawns, courtyards, grounds.. Tick, tick, tick.

Ashy, just stop somewhere buddy.

Amara was getting tired following the slither guy, trying to keep up with its pace. The new Hogwarts diet wasn't exactly helping keep strength for long time. She began wondering if she should just skip the trail and walk back to castle. The professor would get some 100 eggs from the others, she wouldn't miss a few of this Ashy, would she?

Precisely at that moment, Ashy came to a halt. Good thing, considering she was just about to think leaving.

"Finally...your highness" she sighed with a little bow. The ashwinder threw a cold glare at her. What was with everything glaring at her? It was shifting a bit and she could glimpse something round.... hidden.

The eggs? How many are there.....

SKADOOSH!

And there was no Ashy glaring at her.

HUH.

The being had just....just crumbled into ashes, right in front of her. A second glaring on and in the next, just gone. PUFF!

But it did leave an evidence of its survival. The eggs, the fresh, shiny and hot eggs.