The Thestral stared back at him, its hollow eyes peering into his very soul. Care of Magical Creatures class was creeping Viktor out and he didn't like it one bit. He couldn't see any Thestral, no matter where his friend pointed.

"Can't you see it?" The boy asked his voice getting harsh from saying the same words over again.

"No, I can't see the what? No."

Viktor said for the millionth time, sounding exasperated. The professor looked over at them waved her hand and Viktor jumped as something brushed up against him.

"That was a Thestral" his friend said laughing.