There was a question: which came first, the chicken or the egg?
Before Darwin's theory of evolution, it had been a truly difficult question to answer. If chickens came first, who laid the eggs? If eggs came first, who gave birth to them?
People nowadays could answer easily: eggs came first, then reptiles, then chickens. Birds had all evolved from reptiles, and Archaeopteryx fossils proved it.
Archaeopteryx had been a small dinosaur that lived during the Jurassic period. Though it was a dinosaur, it had wings and feathers.
Pomona looked at the lazy snake Cockroach Cluster. It too had splendid feathers like a bird's, as well as two legs. Could it have been another branch of Archaeopteryx's evolution?
With her fingertip, she tipped over the vial of potion said to treat Nagini's bite. It fell into the soft feather pillow.
Severus was kissing her back. The brush of his soft lips against her skin tickled, like wings growing out from within.
She lay face-down on the sofa, watching London's sky outside the window and trying to determine which raven on the opposite rooftop was Voldemort.
With Blood-Replenishing Potion and this vial of potion, they could save Severus, couldn't they? Provided Harry did not keep standing there, waiting until Severus died before leaving.
To those trying to save someone, every second was precious. Every moment of delay brought them one step closer to death.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked as he kissed her earlobe.
"Saving your life," she said listlessly. "Can I use the potion you've brewed now to save the you from the past?"
"I don't think so," Severus said.
"Then does St Mungo's have any ready-made medicine?"
"How many people do you think get bitten by that snake? Besides, I haven't heard of any cases of medicine