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Oswald eagerly leaned in to take a look at the page. His dad didn't really like to own frogs, but he studied them alongside the creatures he cared for. "Cool!" he said. "Hah, look at that one! It's massive. People think frogs are ugly, but I think all animals should be treated the same. Right?"...

Now that he'd finished his super-awesome dragon book (three times), Oswald needed something new to read. He was keen to learn more about the magical reptiles his dad took care of, so he found a promising leather-bound book and carried it to the student lounge to read. As he sat down, however, he...

Oswald had been worried how the girl would respond to his uninvited approach, but quickly relaxed into a grin. He followed her eyes down to the page, where a Swedish Short-Snout was flapping its enormous wings and spitting balls of fire. He could recognise most species of dragon now just by...

The great thing about the Hogwarts library was that there were so many books, it was rare for some of the less popular titles to ever be checked out. That meant Oswald could pop in whenever he liked and read the next chapter of his favourite dragon book without ever having to lug it up to his...

For a minute, Oswald thought Phoebe was going to say yes, and in that brief, blissful second, he pictured all the fantastic adventures they would go on together as girlfriend and boyfriend, hands held as they searched for dragons and assassinated evil wizards. But then Phoebe continued, and with...

Oswald was a bit disappointed that Phoebe wouldn't divulge what she was going to be doing, but that didn't matter much - she hadn't told him of any concrete plans, and that had to mean she was available! "Cool, cool. My dad's going to this, like, magizoologist convention, and I'm going with him...

Oswald laughed. Gryffindor was obviously the superior house, but he didn't really want to say something so smug when he was trying to impress Phoebe. "Nah," he said, sitting down on the bench beside Phoebe. "If I was going to assassinate you, I wouldn't do it in front of all these witnesses." He...

The year was nearing the close, and still Oswald hadn't summoned the courage to ask Phoebe out. It had been on his mind practically since he'd almost shot her with an arrow in his dad's antique shop - though he hadn't been able to place his feelings right away. Now, though, he was as perfectly...

Oswald leaned closer still to his dragon-friend, torn between the desire to use her as a meatshield and the desire to protect her from that terrible clown thing. After a moment or two, however, the clown began to laugh, which was even more frightening until Geo removed her mask and revealed her...

Who was that girl in the dragon costume? Oswald was starting to become bothered by the fact he couldn't work out who it was. Maybe she wasn't in his year? "Hey!" said Oswald indignantly as Phoebe swung her sword around. "You learned that from me! Trying to use my own moves agains-SWEET MERLIN...

Oswald grinned as he ran, weaving between two older Gryffindors and then turning back to see how far behind Phoebe was. He didn't want to make it too hard for her to catch him, after all. But just as he turned, from the right side of his view there suddenly leaped another dragon! Well, he could...

Oswald Brigham as a dragon

Oswald couldn't decide whether to be disappointed that Phoebe had sussed him so soon, or ecstatic that she had guessed right away. He bared his claws as way of reply, reaching out to slash her shoulder and then changing his mind while his hand was half way there and pulling it back in again...

Oswald loved Halloween. Seriously - what wasn't there to love? Dressing up in fancy costumes, eating pumpkin-flavoured food and pumpkin-shaped candy, decorating the school with cobwebs and cauldrons and skeletons. Halloween was the best time of year, hands down. Oswald had been working since...

"Yeah, you got me there," conceded Oswald. Then he frowned. "How do you know so much about assassination, anyway?" Phoebe's next question caught the Gryffindor off-guard. On the one hand, he really wanted to impress her, but on the other, he didn't want to lie. Maybe she was the sort of girl...

Mate

Collecting his nerves, the Gryffindor grinned. "Maybe I am!" he said, brandishing his stick a few times without meaning. Then he shoved one end into the dirt and leaned on it. "I've been better. I was tracking this enormous Opaleye, and then someone showed up and put me off my trail!" He...

If ever there were a place conducive to the imagination, it was Hogwarts, and even after a full year at the castle Oswald was discovering new areas in which to play. The grounds, especially, had become his favourite place to explore, what with its secret gardens and scary forests and dragon...

Spells and magic were great, and everything, but in Oswald's opinion there was still no better way to while away the afternoon than out on the grounds, swinging a sword around and slaying dragons. OK, so the sword was made of wood, and the dragons only existed in his wild imagination, but they...

Hii Kaitlyn! Ooh, I could see Brooklyn and Oswald getting along. He doesn't exactly loathe purebloods, but his father doesn't particularly like some of them, so that could give them something to talk about. Brooklyn might even end up influencing Oswald a bit, though he wouldn't agree with all...