Right now, Harry should have been terrified. He was badly injured and he had a giant, fire-breathing lizard towering over him. Instead, he felt calm- no, that was the wrong word. His heart was pumping and his nerves were tingling with too much adrenaline to ever consider himself as calm right now. No, the right word was probably happy. For the first time in weeks Harry felt like he’d found his happy spot, and weirdly enough it was while he was in the face of danger.