Louie awoke from the sound of the shower. His bedroom was right next to the only bathroom of the house. A fact that could be really annoying to some times but rather comfortable to others.<br/>The boy yawned. Before going downstairs, having some breakfast he'd read a few pages of the old manuscript, he had taken from the study room last night.<br/>On the first sight it had been looking rather promissing, but on a second sight it had been deflating.<br/><br/>Balthazar, Louies black cat laid coiled up next to his head, slumbering peacefully.<br/>Raindrops pattered on the windows. The young warlock yawned again.<br/>It had no use.  He was still to drowsy to deal with the fantastic ideas of a man, who pretended to be a warlock.<br/>A shower would be the right thing now. Carefully not to wake the cat, Louie crawled out of his big, cozy bed, heading towards the bathroom.<br/><br/>As usually the door wasn't locked despite the bath was occupied. The boy opened it slightly, putting his head in.<br/>Instantly he noticed his mothers dragon.<br/>'Mom, is that you? How long are you gonna take in there?', he called, hoping to get under the shower soon.<br/>Suddenly he heard someone approaching from behind.