 Ally & Bryony Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
Merlin, why didn't anyone tell him that motherfatherhood would be so hard? As of late, he was constantly tired and hungry. The former he honestly could (and did) put the blame on those lengthy study sessions for NEWT examinations, which were approaching faster than he wanted to admit. As for the latter, well... the truth was that he was always hungry.
But at least now he had a really good excuse for making the trek all the way down to the basement of the castle from Gryffindor tower. He was eating for two!
After tickling the pear, Logan waddled stepped inside the kitchen to satisfy his rumbling stomach. He gave it a rub, though it was not actually his own stomach he was touching. Beneath his shirt, because he was taking his mother's assignment very seriously, was the dragon egg. At first the sensation, especially when running on the grounds, was uncomfortable, but now the dragon baby bump felt only natural.
The blond took in a deep breath, taking in all of the different scents that space had to offer. Instantly his stomach growled, much louder than it had before. Now what was he in the mood to snack on?
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