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On the darkest of dark nights, down the rolling, phthalo green hills of Hogwarts, at the extreme back of the barnyard, in what used to be an old winged horse stall with no door and is now a converted fireplace..... lies one very shiny, very large egg-like object.
The object seems to be giving off an incredible amount of heat and occasionally quivers to and fro as the flames lick the sides of the cauldron it sits in. What is it, you wonder? You seem to be half-hypnotized by the shady, crackling, almost bubbling object; you hardly even notice the absence of the hay bales where you usually sit. In fact, there doesn't seem to be ANYWHERE to sit.
So you stand, shifting awkwardly from foot to foot, and waiting for more directions from Professor Williamson, who IS sitting, on a little metal stool, his back to the arriving class.
Draw what he could see? That was a rather odd request in Lewis' eyes but he just shrugged it off for now and reached for his pencil and a piece of parchment. Leaning back against the wall behind him he tried to spend as little time looking at his parchment as possible, since he REALLY didn't want to miss anything that was going on in the front, in that cauldron. What if the creature inside the egg hatched and he missed it?! That would probably be the worst day in his life.
Or well, no, he could think of a few days which were worse than that but it would still be quite unfortunate. You didn't get chances like that every day after all. So, he tried to sketch the scene as quickly as possible so he could focus on the front fully again.
SPOILER!!: Drawing. Ahem.
Right. Now that that was done he could just resume with staring at the cauldron and- OOH! Professor Williamson had taken the egg out of the cauldron and onto the the floor, next to a couple of other eggs. Taking a couple of notes about the way it was a lot bigger than the others, Lewis was too entranced by the dragon egg to even realize that the professor had asked a question. Or that there were other professors here. Or that there was stuff happening around him, like snacks and tea being distributed.
No. It was only him and that egg.
That was until it suddenly started moving and fissures started to appear. It was going to hatch! Like now! Good thing he was in the way back of the classroom, so he could just watch the dragon hatch without being in any immediate danger. Not that this one was going to be particularly dangerous, not as a baby anyway. It was quite obvious to him what kind of dragon was going to be in that egg unless the professor had dyed the egg's shell and changed its properties somehow to confuse them.
This time he even heard the professor asking the question which was why he quickly raised his hand and said, "Is it a Romanian Longhorn, Professor?" Or it was going to be soon. Well, actually it WAS already. Even if they couldn't see it. Yet. But sooooooon. His eyes hadn't left the egg but he was too far in the back to hear the soft noises it had started to make. He felt like cheering the little baby dragon on...but only in his head.
Still beaming and smiling and nodding and such, William nearly applauded everyone who guessed 'Dragon Egg' and almost GLARED at those who suggested otherwise.
"Good guesses, everyone," he made certain to look at the ones who'd had the right answer, "this is indeed a dragon egg. Although some of you identified it easily enough and were spot-on with your assumption, others of you were... a little off. I assure you, this is NOT a... a mutated pygmy puff egg," especially since puffs were mammals and had live births, "or a phoenix or salamander egg."
Could you IMAGINE a giant salamander egg? Creepy.
"So let's talk about how you identify a dragon egg if you have one." The quaking sounds behind William grew a little louder and the first faint fissures appeared on the surface of the light green egg. "First things first. if possible, measure it!" He flicked his wand and a little tapeworm-like measuring tape sprang out, instantly crawling all around the egg and measuring things.
"Second off, if you can't measure it, do a side-by-side comparison with something that you CAN measure, like this ostrich, chicken, and chocolate egg!" Speaking of the chocolate egg.... he walked over to it and picked it up, unwrapping it and popping it into his mouth.
Chewing around the chocolate, William continued. "Third, get out your nearest reference book and try to figure out its species by the color, texture, and size of the egg! This will also help you figure out how to take care of it and how to prepare yourself for the hatching, as some breeds breathe fire sooner than others."
He nodded around at them all, sincerely hoping that they were being good little children and were taking notes. That way, he'd look extra awesome in front of his coworkers. "This breed, though, does not. Knowing that I, your professor, used to work on a Romanian dragon sanctuary, and knowing that we have a light green sort of egg here, what sort of breed do you think this one is?"
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The little egg gave another big quiver and a fragment of shell actually popped off this time, as the dragon within was exposed to some more fresh air. Ah, the taste of life. Good old oxygen. Dragon baby wanted so badly to stretch its little wings but all it could do right now was poke the tip of a wing out through the egg.
Must. Escape. Egg.
The shell started trembling and cracking with renewed ferocity. There might have even been a few angry squawking sounds coming from this dragon child.
Okay.
Breathe. It was a real dragon. In an egg. That they weren't going to eat. About to hatch. A real dragon. Breathe. About to hatch. Okay. Blue glanced worriedly at the egg, at Professor Williamson and all the other professors who had decided to turn up ('why, though? Are they suspicious of Professor Williamson? Maybe they're worried about him SETTING A DRAGON LOOSE ON THE STUDENTS?!?!' Blue bit her lip at the thought.) before inching away from the egg slightly, and towards the woman who looked like a nurse. Yes, she would deffinetly help/save Blue if the dragon came after her...right?
Her hand shaking slightly, her eyes still on the dragon!egg she said in a quivering voice, "Uhm, P-Professor if you worked in a Romanian sanctuary for d-dragons..wouldn't it be a type of Romainian dragon?" Unless he ya' know, got the dragon illegally...that would be even more scary.
The egg started to crack. "Um...professor...your eggs breaking!" Blue said, her eyes wide. WHY WOULD THE PROFESSOR DO THIS TO THEM?!?! He was not so much her favourite professor any more. And then the egg started to make scary squeaked noises. Blue squealed and hopped up before obviously moving away from the egg!dragon!cauldron!fire and towards the nurse, where she would be protected.
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The egg was hot, and the baby dragon inside wanted nothing more than to get out at last and spread his/her wings. How did one escape from an egg, hmm? What was an egg, anyway? Was it not just an extension of a mother dragon, with possible father dragon DNA donated to keep things lively? Had the baby dragon come into existence before the egg, or was the egg there all along and he/she had just magically grown from it? Which came first: the dragon or the egg?
Rocking around the eggshell, the baby dragon did its best to crack the tough case that was enclosing it. It eventually succeeded in making a little fissure, through which it felt fresh(er) air, but it was still not enough.
The dragon continued to flail inside its egg, wanting oh so badly to be free. Its tiny mind was simply too large to expand inside this confining egg.
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The little egg gave another big quiver and a fragment of shell actually popped off this time, as the dragon within was exposed to some more fresh air. Ah, the taste of life. Good old oxygen. Dragon baby wanted so badly to stretch its little wings but all it could do right now was poke the tip of a wing out through the egg.
Must. Escape. Egg.
The shell started trembling and cracking with renewed ferocity. There might have even been a few angry squawking sounds coming from this dragon child.
Despite the fact that he'd just asked a question, Williamson momentarily became distracted by the hatching egg, much like the rest of the attendees to the dragon-hatching party. He looked up only briefly to smile at Cece (thank MERLIN she was there) before he squatted down near the egg and whispered a pep talk to it.
Had one been able to overhear the dragon whisperer, one might have heard him coaching it along, with sentiments like, "Come on, little guy! Or girl! You can do it! Just a few more cracks and you'll be out of there! Go baby go! Daddy's here to catch you! C'mon!"
But he was thankfully whispering quietly enough that NO ONE could dare hear him nor make fun of him for his whispers.
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She then heard the professor ask another question and Oichi got a little closer to the fire and started to skim her book and then responded, "I can't find a dragon egg that specifically light green egg in the book. The norwegian ridgeback comes close but that is brown with green stripes. The peruvian vioer tooth and the longhoen romanian are close cousins of the norwegian ridgeback but niethers egg color is mentioned. I would guess it is one of those 2 or a hybrid. Regardless I am sure the little one will be adorable", Oichi ended with a smile.
He did look up from the egg!hatching, however briefly, when he was reminded that students were answering his question still. Oh yeah. Most of them were close by guessing Romanian Longhorn although some apparently thought Romania was in Norway?? but none were on the money until one Gryffindor spoke up.
"Yes!" Williamson almost shouted, pointing at the girl and grinning hugely. "YES. This IS a hybrid dragon, and you all are MOST fortunate for being allowed to witness the birth of such a rare baby.
"As far as I know, and as far as my colleagues in Romania agree, this baby should be a crossbreed between the Swedish Short-Snout and the Romanian Longhorn." He looked at Cece for some reason, probably because she was from Sweden and because he knew this baby was going to grow up to be particularly dangerous.
He was about to say more when a piece of shell flew off the egg and landed close to the kids. Time for gloves and shields!
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Did he brought his camera? Then he looked for it at his bag. Yay! He brought it. "Don't you mind if I take the picture, Professor?" asked him curious.
Slipping his longgggg gloves on up to his elbows, William flexed his fingers and nodded to the giant Slytherin near the front. "Yes. That would be excellent, Mr....Er...." New Guy. "Please do. Just be warned, I'm going to throw up a shield to protect you all from any fragments caused by the hatching, so there might be a glare on your photos." But whatever. They'd still look cool.
And with that being said, Williamson stood up and cast a large, protective shield over the assembled students and professors. He nodded toward the staff at the back, mouthing, "Help me maintain this?" and then went back down to crouching by the baby dragon.
Just a litttttttle bit further, baby, come on out and plaaaay!
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It was if the baby dragon could hear its papa calling to it. Giving another big quake that almost send the whole egg rolling, the little dragon that could squawked loudly and sent a piece of eggshell flying toward the class. The shield had been throw up just in time, as the spot where the sharp fragment hit it lit up but withstood the blow.
The dragon squawked again, and another piece of eggshell went flying. Another tremor ran through the egg and then it seemed to be melting off the dragon, disintegrating into little pieces as the dragon finally escaped its home.
The little, scaly green thing with sharp, beady black eyes might have seemed ugly to some but to the man it was staring at, it was the most beautiful sight in the world. Letting out a tiny baby cry of confusion, the dragon flapped its fragile wings and shook off any remaining bits of slime and eggshell.
Finally, the dragon could stretch its wings at last, after that long, long nap!
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A hybrid? Huh? Wasn't a hybrid some kind of muggle vehicle or something? Yes. The second year was sure that it was. Her dad went on and on about cars so she couldn't help but come to this conclusion... But then how could this baby dragon be a car? Wait a minute...a hybrid car was a mix between an electrical car and a solar powered one, yes? A mix...so that meant O_o This baby was a mix too. Woah! A hybrid dragon? COOL! And this was a rare event, getting to witness the birth of a hybrid baby so Ella was pretty much feeling awesome at witnessing history. Though she hoped this wouldn't be one of those sad things one read in history books. You know like: Hogwarts Students Engulfed In Flames When Hybrid Dragon Goes Bananas! Ella didn't want to be a part of that kind of history.
And now some boy could take pictures of the event? Man! Why hadn't Ella brought her camera? She always had it and the one time she didn't...Oh man! FROWN.
Ella watched as the protective shield was cast and couldn't help but feel a little bit safer. This would protect them if the baby started to like gurgle fire, yes? Now all they had to do was wait. Hopefully the little guy...or girl...would be hatching soon cause the anticipation was killing Ella...and so was the floor. Her tail bone was hurting for certain. But anywhoo...Come on dragon babyyyy!
And then-then the dragon was squawking and eggshell was flying and there it was! *GASP* The baby dragon had been born O__O Ella was looked at a REAL LIVE DRAGON! D'awww! Ella wished that the dragon didn't breath fire so she could cuddle the little thing.
Oh Batman Nigel was wrong about it being a Common Welsh Green . But it was amazing that it was a hybrid between the Swedish Short-Snout and the Romanian Longhorn. Nigel saw the professor bend over the egg and whisper stuff to the hatching egg. Nigel was wondering what the professor was saying and thought it would be embarrassing if the whole class heard.
Nigel stepped closer to get a look at this hybrid hatching and was thinking how much long this was going to take. "Um Professor is this shield go to protect us?" He was excited because this is a once in the life time experience. Nigel never saw a dragon being hatched and thought that he will probably never see one hatch again unless he wanted to study dragons after he graduated, which he didn't. Oh it was hatching!
Nigel was supposedly safe behind the shield so he watched the dragon with little, scaly green thing with sharp, beady black eyes. It was a little ugly but was a beautiful for the first dragon Nigel ever saw in person."This is Awesome!" nigel said
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A green egg? Found in the vicinity of Romania? Vickers was pondering what breed it was when a Gryffindor mentioned it was a hybrid and the Professor confirmed it. Not only was this dragon hatching a first time for him, but this was of a rare hybrid. He had to take a picture of this! He just had to!
While everybody was staring at the quivering egg and the COMC man crouched low near the egg Vickers ducked out the door, sprinted a short distance from the barn and with all his ferocious concentration, Accio'd his wizarding camera. The camera flew from the towers and landed soundly in his hand. Scooting back quietly into the barn, he managed to get a few quick shots before the dragon egg exploded into bits of shells.
"Awesome!!" he breathed, barely blinking. And yes his camera was snapping away trying to capture each moment of this wonderful newborn.
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It was a hybrid? Whoa. That was certainly interesting, which only made Nora even more curious than the usual. If it was something between a Swedish Short-Snout and a Romanian Longhorn... had to be a special little creature, eh? And then...
THE EGG HATCHED!
And the baby dragon was so cuuuuuute! Not exactly fluffy, but ADORABLE! And he...she was green, to match the Slytherins! And with pretty, beady black eyes! D'awwww. All Nora wanted was to snuggle him...her, but knew she couldn't do that.
If Kennedy had ever thought something in this world was cute he was must of have been mistaken because this baby dragon that just hatched was it. His fingers tingled, wanting to go pet the creature. Would they all get a turn petting or holding it? He'd even give the professor all the Galleons in his Father's vault to get a chance to do so.
Talking about his father, that man better get him the dragon he requested for Christmas. Or a dragon egg.
Kennedy noticed the Ravenclaw boy with the camera. Hmm...he'd want a copy of that, please. He would talk to him later.
Pyrsephonie smiled wide when the Dragon finally hatched. It was probably one of the cutest things she'd ever seen! And the fact that it was a hybrid longhorn/Short-Snout, this one was going to be a MAJOR handful!
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Zomg. Indy was going to see a dragon. That was SO cool. Indy had never seen a dragon before so she was really looking forward to the class. She giggled as she waited for it to finally get out of it's shell. She was glad that the professors were putting that shield up because getting a bit of shield hitting her would not be coool. Now could this dragon hurry up and get out please? Because Indy really wanted to see it. Ooh more shell was flying everywhere. Oooh. That must mean that the little baby dragon would be here soon. Iny beamed watching intently. Andd there the dragon was. It was so cool. She was seeing a dragon, and it was a little baby and it really..... Wait. Stop there for a minute.
The thing was kind of ugly if to be at all honest.
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Oichi's jaw dropped and her eyes popped wide open when she heard the professor say she was right about little guy being a hybrid. Her heart rate increased a little knowing that she was gonna whitness a hybrid dragon birth. "Seriously, we all are whitnessing a hybrid dragon birth. That is absolutely amazing!!!". OMG,OMG, OMG, I am gonna whitness a dragon birth, just last spring I questioned the existence of dragons but now. Wow, this is SO COOL!!! Oichi then noticed the dragon begin to send egg shards flying. She backed up but still her excitement kept rising. The little baby dragon is almost, push litle one PUSH!!1 Then Oichi saw the little thing as it pushed right past the rest of the egg that once encased him. He was right there, a little tiny dragon, Oichi was speecheless and then turned to the professor and said, "This will definately be the class of the year for me. I don't think anyone can top baby hybrid dragon", Oichi said with big bright smile as she continued to look at the little guy. This is beyond amazing.
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Still beaming and smiling and nodding and such, William nearly applauded everyone who guessed 'Dragon Egg' and almost GLARED at those who suggested otherwise.
"Good guesses, everyone," he made certain to look at the ones who'd had the right answer, "this is indeed a dragon egg. Although some of you identified it easily enough and were spot-on with your assumption, others of you were... a little off. I assure you, this is NOT a... a mutated pygmy puff egg," especially since puffs were mammals and had live births, "or a phoenix or salamander egg."
Could you IMAGINE a giant salamander egg? Creepy.
"So let's talk about how you identify a dragon egg if you have one." The quaking sounds behind William grew a little louder and the first faint fissures appeared on the surface of the light green egg. "First things first. if possible, measure it!" He flicked his wand and a little tapeworm-like measuring tape sprang out, instantly crawling all around the egg and measuring things.
"Second off, if you can't measure it, do a side-by-side comparison with something that you CAN measure, like this ostrich, chicken, and chocolate egg!" Speaking of the chocolate egg.... he walked over to it and picked it up, unwrapping it and popping it into his mouth.
Chewing around the chocolate, William continued. "Third, get out your nearest reference book and try to figure out its species by the color, texture, and size of the egg! This will also help you figure out how to take care of it and how to prepare yourself for the hatching, as some breeds breathe fire sooner than others."
He nodded around at them all, sincerely hoping that they were being good little children and were taking notes. That way, he'd look extra awesome in front of his coworkers. "This breed, though, does not. Knowing that I, your professor, used to work on a Romanian dragon sanctuary, and knowing that we have a light green sort of egg here, what sort of breed do you think this one is?"
Sierra nodded along as her guess was confirmed. So this was a dragon egg. WAIT. This was a dragon egg?! Those things could catch a whole person on fire moments after their birth! She grew wide-eyed and took a step back. Williamson didn't seem to mind, though. He'd already summoned a measuring tape which was encircling the egg and taking its measurements. Then the chocolate egg was brought out again, which Williamson promptly ate. Sierra frowned at him but also raised her hand in the air. "Professor, do you have anymore chocolate eggs back there?" she asked. Since you ate the egg I was going to ask for.
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The egg was hot, and the baby dragon inside wanted nothing more than to get out at last and spread his/her wings. How did one escape from an egg, hmm? What was an egg, anyway? Was it not just an extension of a mother dragon, with possible father dragon DNA donated to keep things lively? Had the baby dragon come into existence before the egg, or was the egg there all along and he/she had just magically grown from it? Which came first: the dragon or the egg?
Rocking around the eggshell, the baby dragon did its best to crack the tough case that was enclosing it. It eventually succeeded in making a little fissure, through which it felt fresh(er) air, but it was still not enough.
The dragon continued to flail inside its egg, wanting oh so badly to be free. Its tiny mind was simply too large to expand inside this confining egg.
Just at that moment, though, the egg started to rock back and forth, and Sierra found herself staring at it as she awaited the hatching. The hatching. A DRAGON was about to hatch out that egg and join the class. She tilted her head from side to side to get a better view.
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The little egg gave another big quiver and a fragment of shell actually popped off this time, as the dragon within was exposed to some more fresh air. Ah, the taste of life. Good old oxygen. Dragon baby wanted so badly to stretch its little wings but all it could do right now was poke the tip of a wing out through the egg.
Must. Escape. Egg.
The shell started trembling and cracking with renewed ferocity. There might have even been a few angry squawking sounds coming from this dragon child.
Again, Sierra grew wide-eyed as the egg started to crack wide open. Dear Merlin! It was already SQUAWKING! Somebody was going to get eaten today. She just knew it.
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Despite the fact that he'd just asked a question, Williamson momentarily became distracted by the hatching egg, much like the rest of the attendees to the dragon-hatching party. He looked up only briefly to smile at Cece (thank MERLIN she was there) before he squatted down near the egg and whispered a pep talk to it.
Had one been able to overhear the dragon whisperer, one might have heard him coaching it along, with sentiments like, "Come on, little guy! Or girl! You can do it! Just a few more cracks and you'll be out of there! Go baby go! Daddy's here to catch you! C'mon!"
But he was thankfully whispering quietly enough that NO ONE could dare hear him nor make fun of him for his whispers.
He did look up from the egg!hatching, however briefly, when he was reminded that students were answering his question still. Oh yeah. Most of them were close by guessing Romanian Longhorn although some apparently thought Romania was in Norway?? but none were on the money until one Gryffindor spoke up.
"Yes!" Williamson almost shouted, pointing at the girl and grinning hugely. "YES. This IS a hybrid dragon, and you all are MOST fortunate for being allowed to witness the birth of such a rare baby.
"As far as I know, and as far as my colleagues in Romania agree, this baby should be a crossbreed between the Swedish Short-Snout and the Romanian Longhorn." He looked at Cece for some reason, probably because she was from Sweden and because he knew this baby was going to grow up to be particularly dangerous.
He was about to say more when a piece of shell flew off the egg and landed close to the kids. Time for gloves and shields!
Slipping his longgggg gloves on up to his elbows, William flexed his fingers and nodded to the giant Slytherin near the front. "Yes. That would be excellent, Mr....Er...." New Guy. "Please do. Just be warned, I'm going to throw up a shield to protect you all from any fragments caused by the hatching, so there might be a glare on your photos." But whatever. They'd still look cool.
And with that being said, Williamson stood up and cast a large, protective shield over the assembled students and professors. He nodded toward the staff at the back, mouthing, "Help me maintain this?" and then went back down to crouching by the baby dragon.
Just a litttttttle bit further, baby, come on out and plaaaay!
They were fortunate? He called this fortunate?! Somebody was about to get eaten, yet WWW thought they were fortunate?
Well..., so as long as Sierra wasn't the one eaten, she guessed it'd be alright to use the word fortunate.
...but then things started happening faster and faster, and a shield was thrown up, confirming Sierra's suspicions. Yes. Someone would get eaten today.
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It was if the baby dragon could hear its papa calling to it. Giving another big quake that almost send the whole egg rolling, the little dragon that could squawked loudly and sent a piece of eggshell flying toward the class. The shield had been throw up just in time, as the spot where the sharp fragment hit it lit up but withstood the blow.
The dragon squawked again, and another piece of eggshell went flying. Another tremor ran through the egg and then it seemed to be melting off the dragon, disintegrating into little pieces as the dragon finally escaped its home.
The little, scaly green thing with sharp, beady black eyes might have seemed ugly to some but to the man it was staring at, it was the most beautiful sight in the world. Letting out a tiny baby cry of confusion, the dragon flapped its fragile wings and shook off any remaining bits of slime and eggshell.
Finally, the dragon could stretch its wings at last, after that long, long nap!
It was practically raining eggshells, yet the class was protected by Williamson's shield. He was good in charms, right? Sierra edged her way through the crowd to get a better look. The dragon didn't look so scary. Not really. It could do with a bit more cuteness, but she supposed it was alright to see.
"Professor?" she asked, raising her hand. "How long will it take this dragon to grow to its full size?" Certainly not five seconds, right?
Wow, a hybrid dragon!? That must be extremely rare. And cool.
Suddenly, bits of egg shell were flying everywhere, and luckily the professor had put up the barrier just in time. Silvia could barely hold in her excitement and leaned forward slightly to watch. And just a few moments later, a little baby dragon had emerged. This was so cool! The dragon wasn't as cute as she thought it would be, but it was still adorable, and she figured it would look more majestic once it got a bit older. This was amazing! How many people could actually say that they got to witness a dragon hatch?
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Minerva still felt really nervous watching the egg. She didn't know if it was excitement of a baby dragon or if it was nerves that she could be killed right then and there if the thing could do that at a young age, but she felt jumpy. Professor.. she had raised her hand to ask a question, but stopped as he leaned down near the egg. "Don't get hurt" she heard her self say to him and got quiet quickly. Of course he wouldn't he knew what he was doing, right. All of the sudden the egg looked as if it burst open an there it was, right there. Minerva would have never thought ever in her life that something she thought was not real, was actually real and right there in front of her own eyes. She was astonished. "Wow" is all she could say.
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Suddenly the pain in Oakeys tongue was gone.Well...the pain was still there, mind you. But the event that was unfolding before him made him forget his tongue was hurting. His pants were still wet from the tea so he took his book bag and placed it in front of his legs, don't want people to think he wet himself in all the excitement.merblin he uttered. His eyes popping out of his head and his tongue still hanging out. A real baby dragon! Oakey didn't care that it was a hybrid, back home Aegis was a hybrid and he wasn't all that special. What mattered was this was Oakeys first and probably only time he'd see a dragon being born. THO COOOOOL! he said aloud.
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João had understood long ago that Hogwarts was one of the best schools in the world and special and all that jazz, but he certainly hadn't been expecting this much of 'specialty'.
Blinking in wonder at the sight in front of him, he didn't know what to say. He couldn't even think. He didn't like magical creatures at all, but he wasn't that stupid to miss such a chance. And he certainly wasn't that stupid not to like baby dragons. He knew he could handle one. They were just...
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The thoughts of it being a dragon egg were confirmed and you could sense the excitement of the area intensify. Cool! That was a new experience seeing as he had seen dragons and pictures and such of eggs but never this close. Gideon paid attention as Professor Williamson described how to determine if you had a dragon egg or something else entirely, the information making a lot of sense when you thought about it. Measuring the size and comparing it to descriptions of confirmed dragon eggs seemed about the right way to handle the situation.
The excitement of the room had risen with the thoughts of dragons, however none so much as when the egg started to move. Started to move and to crack. Um..okay...I think things just got soooo much more interesting. And they certainly did...what with the dragon egg actually hatching completely to reveal the greenish baby hybrid dragon that had once called it home. Gideon couldn't help smiling excitedly as he watched it all transpire.
This was probably one of the reasons he had finally decided to continue with Creatures class.
Dragon fruit! Even better to go with her tea. She accepted the piece with a very cheerful, "Thank you." And then turned her attention back to the happenings in front of her.
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SPOILER!!: MAH BABAY
Despite the fact that he'd just asked a question, Williamson momentarily became distracted by the hatching egg, much like the rest of the attendees to the dragon-hatching party. He looked up only briefly to smile at Cece (thank MERLIN she was there) before he squatted down near the egg and whispered a pep talk to it.
Had one been able to overhear the dragon whisperer, one might have heard him coaching it along, with sentiments like, "Come on, little guy! Or girl! You can do it! Just a few more cracks and you'll be out of there! Go baby go! Daddy's here to catch you! C'mon!"
But he was thankfully whispering quietly enough that NO ONE could dare hear him nor make fun of him for his whispers.
He did look up from the egg!hatching, however briefly, when he was reminded that students were answering his question still. Oh yeah. Most of them were close by guessing Romanian Longhorn although some apparently thought Romania was in Norway?? but none were on the money until one Gryffindor spoke up.
"Yes!" Williamson almost shouted, pointing at the girl and grinning hugely. "YES. This IS a hybrid dragon, and you all are MOST fortunate for being allowed to witness the birth of such a rare baby.
"As far as I know, and as far as my colleagues in Romania agree, this baby should be a crossbreed between the Swedish Short-Snout and the Romanian Longhorn." He looked at Cece for some reason, probably because she was from Sweden and because he knew this baby was going to grow up to be particularly dangerous.
He was about to say more when a piece of shell flew off the egg and landed close to the kids. Time for gloves and shields!
Slipping his longgggg gloves on up to his elbows, William flexed his fingers and nodded to the giant Slytherin near the front. "Yes. That would be excellent, Mr....Er...." New Guy. "Please do. Just be warned, I'm going to throw up a shield to protect you all from any fragments caused by the hatching, so there might be a glare on your photos." But whatever. They'd still look cool.
And with that being said, Williamson stood up and cast a large, protective shield over the assembled students and professors. He nodded toward the staff at the back, mouthing, "Help me maintain this?" and then went back down to crouching by the baby dragon.
Just a litttttttle bit further, baby, come on out and plaaaay!
Someone seemed a little to enthusiastic. Jezzabelle couldn't believe how crazy this professor was about dragons. Sure she thought it was cool that she was getting to witness the hatching of a hybrid dragon but there was no need to be as exuberant as Professor W was being.
That was until the shield went up and...
SPOILER!!: Baby Dragon
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Originally Posted by Baby Dragon!
It was if the baby dragon could hear its papa calling to it. Giving another big quake that almost send the whole egg rolling, the little dragon that could squawked loudly and sent a piece of eggshell flying toward the class. The shield had been throw up just in time, as the spot where the sharp fragment hit it lit up but withstood the blow.
The dragon squawked again, and another piece of eggshell went flying. Another tremor ran through the egg and then it seemed to be melting off the dragon, disintegrating into little pieces as the dragon finally escaped its home.
The little, scaly green thing with sharp, beady black eyes might have seemed ugly to some but to the man it was staring at, it was the most beautiful sight in the world. Letting out a tiny baby cry of confusion, the dragon flapped its fragile wings and shook off any remaining bits of slime and eggshell.
Finally, the dragon could stretch its wings at last, after that long, long nap!
Oh my MERLIN!!!! It was a dragon. A baby dragon. She shield had protected her from some of the shell that was fly out but once the little dragon was free Jezzabelle pushed herself up off the ground leaving her tea and partially eaten fruit behind.
"It's so adorable." What was she saying? Sure it was adorable but dragons are dangerous. Very dangerous. She looked at it and wanted to move from the safety of the shield and pet it she had even subconsciously taken a step or two forward but she was still in the shield.
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Despite the fact that he'd just asked a question, Williamson momentarily became distracted by the hatching egg, much like the rest of the attendees to the dragon-hatching party. He looked up only briefly to smile at Cece (thank MERLIN she was there) before he squatted down near the egg and whispered a pep talk to it.
Had one been able to overhear the dragon whisperer, one might have heard him coaching it along, with sentiments like, "Come on, little guy! Or girl! You can do it! Just a few more cracks and you'll be out of there! Go baby go! Daddy's here to catch you! C'mon!"
But he was thankfully whispering quietly enough that NO ONE could dare hear him nor make fun of him for his whispers.
He did look up from the egg!hatching, however briefly, when he was reminded that students were answering his question still. Oh yeah. Most of them were close by guessing Romanian Longhorn although some apparently thought Romania was in Norway?? but none were on the money until one Gryffindor spoke up.
"Yes!" Williamson almost shouted, pointing at the girl and grinning hugely. "YES. This IS a hybrid dragon, and you all are MOST fortunate for being allowed to witness the birth of such a rare baby.
"As far as I know, and as far as my colleagues in Romania agree, this baby should be a crossbreed between the Swedish Short-Snout and the Romanian Longhorn." He looked at Cece for some reason, probably because she was from Sweden and because he knew this baby was going to grow up to be particularly dangerous.
He was about to say more when a piece of shell flew off the egg and landed close to the kids. Time for gloves and shields!
Slipping his longgggg gloves on up to his elbows, William flexed his fingers and nodded to the giant Slytherin near the front. "Yes. That would be excellent, Mr....Er...." New Guy. "Please do. Just be warned, I'm going to throw up a shield to protect you all from any fragments caused by the hatching, so there might be a glare on your photos." But whatever. They'd still look cool.
And with that being said, Williamson stood up and cast a large, protective shield over the assembled students and professors. He nodded toward the staff at the back, mouthing, "Help me maintain this?" and then went back down to crouching by the baby dragon.
Just a litttttttle bit further, baby, come on out and plaaaay!
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Originally Posted by Baby Dragon!
It was if the baby dragon could hear its papa calling to it. Giving another big quake that almost send the whole egg rolling, the little dragon that could squawked loudly and sent a piece of eggshell flying toward the class. The shield had been throw up just in time, as the spot where the sharp fragment hit it lit up but withstood the blow.
The dragon squawked again, and another piece of eggshell went flying. Another tremor ran through the egg and then it seemed to be melting off the dragon, disintegrating into little pieces as the dragon finally escaped its home.
The little, scaly green thing with sharp, beady black eyes might have seemed ugly to some but to the man it was staring at, it was the most beautiful sight in the world. Letting out a tiny baby cry of confusion, the dragon flapped its fragile wings and shook off any remaining bits of slime and eggshell.
Finally, the dragon could stretch its wings at last, after that long, long nap!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
AGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
BAD DWAGON! Go back in yo' shell and stay there! Blue's face said it all as she moved even further away. She blinked fears of fright away. No! W-why would you do this, Professor? W-why? And people thought it was cute? Adorable? What is wrong with you people?!?!
She glared at the professor and the ugly dragon and moved closer again to the nurse.
Maaaybe she should pull a sickie to get away from the scary!dragon!
Addie couldn't believe that she was actually witnessing with her own eyes a real live hatching of a hybrid baby dragon. This was so awesome. She was in the making of history, not many students witnessed hybrid dragons being hatched.
"Professor this is so awesome," Addie squealed. "And your dragon is so cute. Does it have a name yet?" Because the adorable dragon had to have an adorable little name to go along with it.
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Violet watched in amazement as the egg wobbled and little egg pieces were flying everywhere. What was going to happen? Finally the egg seemed to explode in a disarray of fragments and out came a..
..was that a dragon?!?!
Violet clapped with joy as the little green creature flapped its wings and shake off all the access goo of him. She raised her hand in excitement for the professor, "So, what are you going to name the dragon professor and are you going to release him back to the wild when he grows bigger?" Violet hoped it wasn't one too many questions, but she'd never seen a real live dragon before except for pictures in her textbooks
Despite the fact that he'd just asked a question, Williamson momentarily became distracted by the hatching egg, much like the rest of the attendees to the dragon-hatching party. He looked up only briefly to smile at Cece (thank MERLIN she was there) before he squatted down near the egg and whispered a pep talk to it.
Had one been able to overhear the dragon whisperer, one might have heard him coaching it along, with sentiments like, "Come on, little guy! Or girl! You can do it! Just a few more cracks and you'll be out of there! Go baby go! Daddy's here to catch you! C'mon!"
But he was thankfully whispering quietly enough that NO ONE could dare hear him nor make fun of him for his whispers.
He did look up from the egg!hatching, however briefly, when he was reminded that students were answering his question still. Oh yeah. Most of them were close by guessing Romanian Longhorn although some apparently thought Romania was in Norway?? but none were on the money until one Gryffindor spoke up.
"Yes!" Williamson almost shouted, pointing at the girl and grinning hugely. "YES. This IS a hybrid dragon, and you all are MOST fortunate for being allowed to witness the birth of such a rare baby.
"As far as I know, and as far as my colleagues in Romania agree, this baby should be a crossbreed between the Swedish Short-Snout and the Romanian Longhorn." He looked at Cece for some reason, probably because she was from Sweden and because he knew this baby was going to grow up to be particularly dangerous.
He was about to say more when a piece of shell flew off the egg and landed close to the kids. Time for gloves and shields!
Slipping his longgggg gloves on up to his elbows, William flexed his fingers and nodded to the giant Slytherin near the front. "Yes. That would be excellent, Mr....Er...." New Guy. "Please do. Just be warned, I'm going to throw up a shield to protect you all from any fragments caused by the hatching, so there might be a glare on your photos." But whatever. They'd still look cool.
And with that being said, Williamson stood up and cast a large, protective shield over the assembled students and professors. He nodded toward the staff at the back, mouthing, "Help me maintain this?" and then went back down to crouching by the baby dragon.
Just a litttttttle bit further, baby, come on out and plaaaay!
Quote:
Originally Posted by Baby Dragon!
It was if the baby dragon could hear its papa calling to it. Giving another big quake that almost send the whole egg rolling, the little dragon that could squawked loudly and sent a piece of eggshell flying toward the class. The shield had been throw up just in time, as the spot where the sharp fragment hit it lit up but withstood the blow.
The dragon squawked again, and another piece of eggshell went flying. Another tremor ran through the egg and then it seemed to be melting off the dragon, disintegrating into little pieces as the dragon finally escaped its home.
The little, scaly green thing with sharp, beady black eyes might have seemed ugly to some but to the man it was staring at, it was the most beautiful sight in the world. Letting out a tiny baby cry of confusion, the dragon flapped its fragile wings and shook off any remaining bits of slime and eggshell.
Finally, the dragon could stretch its wings at last, after that long, long nap!
Kaiden was mesmerized. He watched the egg in amazement, even when the professor knelt down right in his way. The boy tried leaning this way and that, but still couldn't see, so he just stared a hole in the mans back, just willing him to move. When he finally did move, it was to talk to the class, but the boy would not advert his eyes for the rocking egg. Hearing the word hybrid, Kaiden scribbled it down on his paper without even looking down. Then, processing the word, he looked down at it on his paper. Hybrid was written, but it was barely legible. IF it was a hybrid, did that mean? The boy shot his hand up in the air, hoping it would be seen in the dark. "Professor, If this is a hybrid, does that mean he, or she, will be like a mule? You know It won't be able to have babies?"
Kaiden's eyes widened at the shield, and the piece of shell that hit it. So, you can make magical shields? But his mind quickly returned to the egg, and the dragonling that was quickly removing himself from his little shell prison. It was making more bird like noises now, and sending pieces flying. When it finally emerged, the boy had the biggest grin on his face. Dragon! Look at it! It looked just like a dragon, well a baby dragon should.
Sophie's attention was now fully on the hatching egg and on professor Williamson kneeling down next to it. She couldn't help but admire his braveness. It was still a dragon, after all. It could spit fire, couldn't it?? Geesh! Her eyes were wide as she watched the whole scene.
Good thing he had cast the shield. Pieces of eggshell were flying around now and Sophie stood still, amazed by everything. It was all so interesting and important! She could feel as the air, along with everybody there, seemed to freeze as the baby hatched the egg. She held her breath when the whole creature was finally out of its old home.
CoMC One: The Hatching 
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