"Dragons," Penny confirmed. She'd never ridden a dragon and was rather jealous that Hermione had had the chance to do so, though she didn't envy the circumstances. The most she'd been able to to was to sit on a dragon's head and take a photo once a team of wizards had sedated it with spells.
"Oh, really?" She grinned widely. "It's about time. Sort of. But now you're leaving me behind. I'll be all alone in our club, studying at our sex library." Penelope tried to sound as wistful as possible, like Hermione was really doing her a disfavor here. "You'll keep me updated on that, won't you?"