I stifled my giggle at her comment about Shrek, but, to be honest, I couldn't stop thinking about Harry Potter.
The dragon was beautiful, and I was completely awestruck as I stroked it's delicate scales. It was spiny, yet perfectly smooth, and sent a queer tingle through my skin and up my arm each time I stroked it's surface.
Alex had stopped the bus to get off. I briefly considered following and stopping him from feeding, but I knew it was useless. He ran far faster than me, and no amount of words would be able to dissuade him. Though, I had to admit, I really wanted to get off the bus too - and not to stop him.
"So, what are you?" I asked Amelia, still looking at the beautiful little dragon.
She turned to me, covering her mouth with a delicate hand, shaking her head.
"I didn't mean to say that!" She said, appalled. I just smiled at her.
"It's fine. Seriously. I think there's already been a couple of kids on here..." I trailed off, looking over the seats for the siblings who had set their seat on fire using magic at one point. I couldn't see them from here.
Amelia relaxed and automatically started stroking Mars. The dragon made a sound deep in it's chest that was familiar to a cat purring.
Suddenly, I stiffened.
"I'm sorry, will you excuse me for a minute?" I said to her. Not waiting for an answer, I stood up and strode to the front of the bus, ordering Beth to stop. "Don't wait for me - I'll catch up."
I'd smelt blood in the air.
I couldn't stand to be near the wizard while I thought of Alex feeding. I bounded away across the fields until I found him feasting on a human.
Coming to a sudden halt, I smiled sheepishly.
"Do you think you have enough to share?"