The book had turned out to be a travel journal written by a long-deceased wizard who'd decided to travel to Romania in search of rare dragons. His accounts were funny and detailed, and she read them to Lucio, who paid rapt attention and laughed where it was appropriate, but still she sensed his mind was elsewhere. All the talk of travel and dragons made her think of Bill—and Norbert the baby dragon, whom she'd had the fortune to meet in her first year at Hogwarts. Pain twinged at the resurfacing of the memories—she felt her voice shake briefly as she read and cleared her throat, detached herself from them, and set the book down.