The Patronus turned. It was cantering back toward Harry across the still surface of the water. It wasn't a horse. It wasn't a unicorn, either. It was a stag. It was shining brightly as the moon above...it was coming back to him
It stopped on the bank. Its hooves made no mark on the soft ground as it stared at Harry with its large, silver eyes. Slowly, it bowed its antlered head. And Harry realized..."Prongs," he whispered.
But as his trembling fingertips stretched toward the creature, it vanished.”
-Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
- Crafted in Rafaelian Silver Finish
- Expandable from: 2"-3.5