16. Dragonhide Gloves
Summer 2071 – Louisa's house in London.
The girl's school supplies lie on her bed. Jason and her mom are arguing in their bedroom and she doesn't want to eavesdrop anymore, she already knows that it's about her going to King's Cross the next week.

With a sigh, she goes through the list again. "Robes.." they're hanged in her closet, "Pet.." she's licking Dan somewhere, "Books…" a stack of them is packed in her trunk. "Dragonhide gloves." A pair of big, protective gloves sitting by her knee, she pokes them with a smile. "We're taming dragons." Is all she can make out of this school so far.