"A pinecone that believes it's a bird..."

Eleanor spoke almost to herself as she looked at the bird again. There was something very deep about that, she suspected. About the nature of the world. Of course, she couldn't sort it out, but it still seemed...deep. Especially coming from someone like Sirius.

"People turn things into dragons?" She asked as she turned back, shaking the deep thoughts away as she moved to gather up some of the nearby crackers in her arms as she did.