In other words, if you are standing at the North Pole, the North Star will be directly overhead. Back around 3, B.
So how did Draco the Dragon wind up unwound in the celestial dome? Hera, the queen of the gods of Mount Olympus, was given a beautiful set of solid gold apples as a wedding present from her new but far from faithful husband Zeus, the king of the gods. She hoarded her precious apples in her private garden at the castle and had her pet dragon Draco guard them.
Those apples were precious to her not so much for their sentimental value as their resale value. Zeus never did get the golden apples back. One lonely moonless night while Draco was snoozing at his post, Hercules, the legendary Greek hero, smashed the palace gate to get the golden fruit.
Draco rousted himself immediately and a titanic battle was waged for hours.
Hercules ran off into the night with his plundering of golden apples. She was greatly upset about losing the golden apples, but she was more upset about losing a lifelong pet. Hera decided to reward Draco for his loyalty by magically placing his body in the stars as an eternal honor to him. The trouble is that when she picked up his bloody, mangled body and hurled it into the heavens, it quickly and unceremoniously unraveled. Another legend I love about Draco is one that evolved from early Christians. They saw the constellation as the snake that tempted Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden.
To them, Draco represented original sin. Again, Draco is not one of the easiest constellations to find, but looking for it and finding it will really sharpen your stargazing skills. So while you can, unwind, relax and capture the dragon! On Sunday and Monday evening, the first quarter moon will be hanging out by the planet Saturn in the early evening low southern sky. On Wednesday evening, the waxing gibbous moon will be shining just above the super bright planet Mars in the southeast evening sky.
By Mike Lynch Sky Watch. Mike Lynch Speaking of unwinding, one of the great summer constellations has been unwound for a long time. More in Things to Do. Hard-core Minnesotans, cover your ears. And if we both feel the same way after the summer is over, then we'll have our answer. Hermione laughed. I will probably be too busy this summer to even think about romance.
Ollivander has promised me a packed schedule. Her knees went weak as the heat of passion ran all through her body. Every kiss she shared with Ron was as exhilarating as the first. They'd been on the brink of death and Ron had just shown concern for the house-elves for the very first time. It was a magical moment she would never forget. Even with Harry standing right there, reminding them how they were in the middle of a war, did not take away from its specialness.
Only enhanced it. A cool air washed over them, sending chills down Hermione's spine. She tried to stay focused on the kiss, but it was hard with that icy fork poking at her. Hermione turned to see Draco Malfoy standing directly behind them.
His eyebrows rose when he saw her. You fooled me by pulling your bushy hair back. You should really let it loose. It's sexy ," he said with a snarky grin. Look what we have here. Potty and the Weasel together again. And you even brought the Weaselette," he added, looking at Ginny. His eyes immediately drew to the diamond on her finger.
Then you can call me Mrs. Potty," smiled Ginny, giving bunny kisses to her future husband, who gave them right back to her. Do you fancy me or something? Have to follow my every move?
Draco rolled his eyes. Ollivander wants you in there after what happened to him at Malfoy Manor," snarled Ron, obviously the one in their group most threatened by Draco's presence. He's the one who asked me here. Come along, Ruskle," said Draco, with a clap of his hands. A small house-elf carrying an extremely large suitcase pulled up behind him. Every muscle in Hermione's body twitched as she saw the poor, defenseless creature wobble after his master, but she bit her lip.
This was her last moment with Ron, Harry, and Ginny for three months. She would not let someone like Draco Malfoy ruin it. Ron started to shout after him, "If we're ruffians I don't even wanna know what you -" but Hermione put her finger to his lips. You don't think —". He immediately shut up and kissed her. It was only a quick one, since she was already running extremely late. Grabbing her suitcase from his hand, Hermione walked backwards towards the shops door. As she walked through the door to Ollivander's shop, Hermione told herself it didn't bother her that Ron didn't say he loved her back.
But really, it did. Inside the shop Mr. Ollivander was standing behind his counter while two young wizards and a witch sat in uncomfortable looking chairs on the other side. One was Draco Malfoy. No surprise there. Glad you could join us," said Mr. Ollivander, blatantly staring at the clock on the wall.
It won't happen again," she swore, tucking into her seat like she was still in school. Ollivander paused to stroke his chin. Hermione took this moment to inspect the other two people. One was a pretty raven-haired witch she immediately recognized as a former student of Beauxbatons Academy. She had been one of hopefuls during the Triwizard Tournament but, of course, she had lost to Hermione's future sister-in-law, Fleur. She had never seen the wizard before. He looked a bit older, maybe in his late twenties, and was as hard as a rock, from his well-sculpted muscles to his iron-thick head.
He wasn't bad looking - quite the contrary actually - just a bit intimidating. Which then brought her to Draco. His hair was longer than the last time she had seen him and falling loose, making his face look slightly less pointed. His eyes were as fierce and gray as ever, but slightly sunken, only magnifying the coldness behind him.
Like the wizard rock sitting beside him, Draco Malfoy had become hard over the years. Only not on the outside. Though, the outside wasn't looking so bad either. Ollivander, holding his hands out in a friendly gesture. If there is anything you cannot agree to I am sorry to say that this will be the end of our time together. The four of them perused Mr. Ollivander's giant parchment. Almost immediately the witch from Beauxbatons protested. Zat ees absurd!
And I will be screening all of your owls to make sure you don't give any information away on your location. This is a top-secret, covert job. The others stared at her blankly.
Her cheeks flushed a bright fuchsia as she looked back to the parchment. Ollivander," said the unnamed wizard raising an assertive hand. Hermione was appalled. She would never show such disrespect in front of a teacher — and then she remembered they weren't in school anymore. His raising of the hand was a habit, not a formality. I will tell you that … just as soon as you sign the parchment. And don't worry, Ms. There are no jinx's placed on it," said Mr. Ollivander, looking coyly at Hermione. She giggled as she remembered the vision of Marietta Edgecombe with the word 'sneak' sprawled in spots across her forehead after she betrayed the DA.
But how did Mr. Ollivander know about that? Draco was the first one to take a quill from Ollivander and sign the parchment.
Hermione watched him curiously, knowing that he couldn't possibly have finished reading the entire parchment in that short amount of time. She wondered how he had even gotten this job. The ad had said Mr. Ollivander was looking for the best and the brightest. Draco was neither of those things. Feeling her eyes on him, Draco tilted his head and gave her a wide grin before finishing his signature with a loopy 'y'.
The other wizard immediately took the quill from him. His penmanship was next to chicken scratch, but Hermione could just make out the name Phillip. His last name was completely illegible, though her guess was that it started with a 'c'. The Beauxbatons witch was still focused on the line about the owls.
It was a long minute before she huffed, took the quill from Phillip, and signed her name. Sophie Labelle wrote her name in beautiful, slanted letters. Her hand moved with such graceful ease it was hard not to stare. When she was done, Sophie shoved the quill into Hermione's hand before she could even reach for it. Taking one last moment to read about their weekly allowances, Hermione gave in to the pressuring looks and signed her name.
Once the last name was on the parchment, Ollivander rolled it back up and put it behind the counter. Down to business.
While most of you have probably noticed, I am no longer the ripe young wizard I once was. Ignoring Draco's rude outburst, Ollivander continued. They all gasped, none louder than Hermione. Whatever it was she was expecting when she took this job it wasn't this. She immediately raised her hand. Draco scoffed. She ignored him and waited for Ollivander to call on her. The woods you use or …" she gulped … "or the other materials you use in the core of your wands?
The four of you will work together for the first month collecting mainly woods. Depending on your progress, I might give you something more challenging before you divide. Hermione's hand immediately shot back in the air, but before she could speak Sophie beat her to it. Granger's brains. Prior's brawn. Labelle's —". While she tried to play it coy, Hermione was not blind to the witch's subtle smirk. Hermione was not impressed, but Draco seemed to be. It would be nice to find someone who is all four, but I'm afraid Harry Potter did not apply for the position.
Draco cringed. Even Hermione flinched a little. Harry was her best friend, so she would never speak ill of him, but calling him brainy, brawny, stealth, and cunning was a bit of a stretch. Once Ollivander was done answering Sophie's question, Hermione raised her hand again. Does that mean we will all be working individually after that? One month with Draco was more than enough. At that point I will be dividing you into pairs as I best see suited. But, judging from what I know of you all, it will probably be Ms.
Labelle and Mr. Prior, and you and Mr. Prior have worked together previously with successful results, and you and Mr. Malfoy were in the same year at the same school. Surely you had to work together at some point during your academic careers. You can't put both mental and both physical together," she said rationally. Do you expect Ms.
Labelle to grab you and run when your brains fail to capture a dragon? You'll want someone with you who can formulate a plan," he said. If you really can't work together then prove it to me. But not by effecting the sanctity of the mission. Any of that and you will both be out. Ollivander, why is Malfoy here, anyway?
He cannot be trusted. You know this just as well as I do, if not better," said Hermione, crossing her arms. Ollivander's eyes hazed over as he returned to the dark time he had once spent in Malfoy Manor. Hermione immediately regretted what she'd said. The last thing she wanted was to send him back to that horrible place, even if it was only in his mind.
Merlin knew she hated going there. Malfoy, there will be none of that language here! Draco's face immediately eased, his eyes dropping to the floor. Granger, even someone as smart as you would be wise to know that a lot can change in three years.