“Remember to keep your dragons toasty, come this winter. Little Victoria, the purple one, does love the cold however. But not every dragon does. Dragons are just like us humans. Some people like colder seasons compared to others. Always remember that. We wish you a happy holiday season! No matter what you celebrate. From us wizards and witches, we wish you A Happy Yule!”
Thank you very much! I'm in NEED to so something about her xD
Playlist:
Unda - Faun
Dance of the Clairvoyants - Pearl Jam
Saturn - Sleeping at Last
Moodboard:
Steal Their Look:
Quotes:
“Ad astra per aspera [To the stars through difficulties]”
(Latin Proverb)
“Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!”
(Wuthering Heights - Emily Brönte)
Her Aesthetic:
Letters with burned edges, footprints on a muddy path, watching the sunrise at the top of a hill, meadows with high grass, a big feline purring, wild horses running together.
Charlie works as a dragonologist, so burns, cuts, and bruises are all a part of the job. Lucky for him Jess is his personal healer, always ready to patch him up and make him whole again 💙❤️
I’m more active on Instagram now, you can find me there at jesspersephone
Always be cautious when studying dragons out in the wild. Although you might be tempted to get as close as you can to get the best angles and details, it’s important to remember that these are apex predators and can be extremely dangerous, especially if they perceive you as a threat.
That being said, plains dragons are often fairly docile and make for an excellent first subject for aspiring dragonologists. They often sleep throughout the warmest parts of the day and usually gather in packs — called “thunders” — to do so, giving any dragonologist an excellent opportunity to study their social behaviors
It's been a while since I last posted something here. I started playing Hogwarts Mystery again and decided to draw my favorite characters from the game as adults. First Charlie <3 (Year 6 outfit from The dragon's treasure event is more suited to a dragonologist than a curse breaker)
A fluffy story about Charlie training a dragon with a sad and mysterious past.
Warnings: Charlie not obeying any rules!
Word Count: 2,778
I couldn’t believe it. I have been gone for 15 minutes and the dragon was nowhere to be found. How does one lose a bloody dragon? How does a thing of the size of a small van disappear?
I looked everywhere in the vicinity of Asterin’s habitat but I couldn’t find her. I know she can’t fly and on foot, she can’t be that fast that she would go to any other dragon enclosure. So where could she be?
I looked at my wristwatch, it was almost 9 o’clock. How am I supposed to find a black dragon in the dark?
I had no choice, however, if my boss finds out that I lost her on the first day of her being here, he is not only going to take this opportunity away from me but I am pretty sure I will get fired. Dragon on a loose is dangerous enough, but with 5 villages around the reserve, it’s even worse.
I checked every place the dragon could be in the 500-meter radius. I was getting desperate and was ready to go wake up Matthew and tell him what happened when I remembered that I haven’t checked the nearby forest.
Since Asterin was found by the MacFusty family inside one and was hurt and scared, it didn’t even come to mind that that is where she could be.
I hurried to the edge of the forest and lit up my wand – it was too dark to see anything without it.
About 5 minutes of me walking, I heard the rustling of leaves. I lowered my wand as I didn’t want to shine the light directly into the dragon’s eyes and took a few cautious steps forward trying to make as little noise as possible.
“Asterin, it’s me, Charlie. Please don’t get startled. I just wanted to bring you some food.” I whispered.
I have never been so afraid of a dragon before. I didn’t know her well enough to predict her next move. I know I should stay calm as she can sense fear but I couldn’t help it. She could just jump at me and eat me alive. Maybe that’s her delicacy – eating people.
“Asterin?” I tried calling her again.
I heard a twig break and pointed my wand in the direction of the sound. I thought my heart was going to jump out of my ribcage when I didn’t see anything but a pair of purple eyes. I took a step backward and lowered my wand.
“Asterin, please, you can’t be in the forest. It’s not safe for you.” I said with a gentle voice. I saw smoke coming out of her nostrils and that doesn’t mean anything good. If she breathes fire in the forest she can endanger the two Hungarian Horntails on the other side of it that just had their eggs hatched two weeks ago.
I knew I had to do something about it and get the dragon out. There was no time for panic or me chickening out.
Chicken! That’s it!
I tried not to show too much excitement not to startle the dragon.
“Asterin, I am just going to get something and I’ll be right back.” I took a few steps backward, looking her directly in the eyes before turning around and returning to the food supply hut.
If she doesn’t want to eat meat – especially the Hebridean Black favorite, deer – then maybe she has to have another preference.
I unlocked the door and went straight to the baby dragon section. Chicken blood and brandy. If she can’t eat solids, then maybe this will do the trick to get her back to her habitat!
“Asterin, I brought you something,” I whispered the second I knew I was getting close to where she was before. I carefully lifted my lit wand to spot her eyes – she didn’t move from where she was before I left.
“I think you’ll love this. It smells delicious!” I tried sounding cheerful and even though my heartbeat has slowed down, I was still a bit nervous.
I placed a huge bucket a few meters away from her and poured the contents of 2 bottles inside. I looked around and picked a large stick from the ground to mix the two and slowly backed away.
“Try it. I made this especially for you.” I grinned at the dragon whose nostrils stopped smoking and was now eyeing the bucket with curiosity.
“I promise it’s good and it will make you big and strong.” I sat down on the ground, patiently waiting for her to move.
Asterin let out a silent growl and took a cautious step toward the bucket. She sniffed the chicken blood and brandy and then locked eyes with me as if she was reading my face.
“It’s okay. It smells good, doesn’t it?” I couldn’t help but giggle. She was adorable even for her size. “Look, it’s safe to eat. I like it too!”
I opened a bottle of brandy and took a few sips. Even though I am not big on alcohol, especially brandy, I acted as if it’s the most delicious thing I have ever drunk.
Asterin was now looking at me with her head tilted to the side and waiting as if she expected me to drop dead on the ground.
“You have a lot of trust issues, don’t you?” I furrowed my brows. I wish I would know what happened to her so that I could plan to approach her in the right way.
After staring at me for 5 minutes, she sniffed the liquid in the bucket again and tasted the liquid with her tongue. I couldn’t believe how fast the bucket was empty. I got her to eat!
I stood up slowly and opened a bottle with chicken blood and the brandy I opened for myself before and started walking out of the forest making a trail of liquids. When I reached the edge of the forest I heard stomps behind me and a smile creased my face as I couldn’t believe my method worked.
Asterin was walking slowly and stopping every few steps to look around her and make sure she is not in danger. It broke my heart seeing her so frightened.
The first day a dragon is transported here, it usually sleeps and the next day starts exploring its habitat. It rarely happens that the dragon doesn’t feel comfortable with the amount of effort we put into the habitats and how strikingly they resemble the wild.
I have witnessed at least a dozen dragons coming here since I started working and I have never seen one so aware of its surroundings and with such a strong will to escape.
From the looks Matthew gave me every day before Asterin came here, I knew that handling this dragon won’t be a piece of cake but I was not prepared for this.
The second he told me that I will be in charge of a Hebridean Black I rushed home and started working on my strategy and read as many articles and facts about the breed. Of course, I knew all of it already but it eased my mind to refresh my memory.
Even though nervous, I was ready to start taming the dragon, to try and befriend her but her running away took me off guard. Asterin proved to me that she is not an ordinary dragon, not an ordinary Hebridean Black and that I will have to come up with a new plan to make her trust me before I visit her for breakfast in the morning.
After what seemed like 2 hours, Asterin finally came to the end of my chicken blood and brandy trail and curved up into a ball. I waited for her to close her eyes and for her breathing to steady so that I knew she was asleep before silently returning home.
It was 3 in the morning when I came back but I had no time to sleep. The first step in my training with Asterin has to be that she is comfortable with her surroundings and knows that she is safe. And I can’t waste any time sleeping when I can work out a plan.
Pacing up and down my kitchen for about an hour, I knew what I had to do. I also knew that my boss was going to kill me for it but there wasn’t another way.
It was clear that Asterin started gulping down the mixture when she saw me drinking the brandy. The gesture let her know that it was safe. So if I want to make her feel safe in her new home, she has to see that I am safe in it too.
It seems that she trusts me on the level to trust my judgment – at least to some degree – and if that is the only way I can make her see that she is okay here and that she has nothing to worry about then I have to be a bit mad and break a few rules.
I slept for one hour before my alarm clock woke me up and I hurried to get some clothes on me, quickly washed my teeth, skipped breakfast, going straight to Asterin.
She was already awake when I arrived with a fresh bucket of chicken blood and brandy. I took the biggest one I could find. It already takes a ridiculous amount of both to feed a baby dragon so I can’t imagine how much she needs so she can properly grow into the size she is supposed to be at her age.
At around one year a dragon should be halfway to its full size not looking like a Muggle minivan.
I placed the bucket a safe distance away from her and backed away to give her space to eat. She needed a moment to start sniffing the air and taking a step toward her breakfast but it was faster than yesterday so I was proud of her.
When she was done, she slammed the bucket into a nearby tree with her paw and sat down on the spot where the bucket was before.
“I’ll have to order more buckets, won’t I?” I chuckled and scratched my ear. “At least you ate. Was it good?” I dared to look her in the eyes and she replied with a huff.
I waited a minute more to see if she was going to move but as she decided to sit still as a statue, her claws deep in the ground again, it was time to test the idea I came up with when I got home last night.
I took a deep breath and hoped that this won’t get me fired. As I already said we only have 3 rules but if we break them, the consequences can be severe. I was aware that I could lose my job for this but if I prove myself right then I know what an approach I have to take.
I sat down on the ground a safe distance away from her and took off my gloves and the fireproof hat first. The dragon laid down with her head held high, waiting for my next move.
I took off all my body protective gear and sat down, wearing nothing but a t-shirt and trousers. I hugged my legs and rested my head on my knees, waiting for her response.
To my surprise, she lowered her head but her claws were still not relaxed, her eyes on me.
“Charles, what in the bloody hell are you doing?”
I wasn’t even surprised to hear Matthew’s angry voice. I knew that me taking off my gear was wrong and I was putting myself in danger.
“Please, Matthew, let me explain,” I said calmly, my eyes on Asterin who was now standing up and looked as if she was ready to run away again.
“Oh, you will explain. Why are you without your gear and why do you look like you only slept for an hour last night?” He looked down at me when he reached me, an angry expression on his face, waiting for my answer.
“Asterin ran into the forest last night and she didn’t want to eat anything, not even chicken blood and brandy until I drank some of the brandy. So I thought that since she is so frightened it might help her to see that if I am not protected and feel safe so can she.” I cleared my throat. “Oh, and I did in fact sleep only for one hour.” I finally took my eyes off the dragon and looked up at my boss.
“Is that why a supply is missing from the food hut and why the gate to the forest is broken?” Matthew looked puzzled.
“Yes, I am sorry. I will order more food for baby dragons, on me if needed, I just wanted her to eat something and I will fix the fence right after I am finished here.” I smiled apologetically.
“Why would you feed a 1-year-old dragon blood and brandy anyway?”
“Well, you said that her teeth were damaged and that it might pain her if she chews so I tried the liquid diet,” I explained.
“And did she eat?” Matthew sounding impressed now looking from me to Asterin.
“After I drank some brandy in front of her.”
“Okay, we will order more if she’s willing to eat.” He nodded. “Is that what you gave her for breakfast too?”
“Yes, and she ate it all already.”
“We will need to ask the research team to find out how much of this she should get per day so she can grow.” Matthew sat down next to me, observing her behavior.
“Are her claws always this…”
“Tense?” Matthew nodded as I finished his sentence. “Yes. That’s why I broke the rules and took off my equipment. I am trying to prove to her that it’s safe here.”
“And here I was thinking you have lost your mind.” He let out a silent chuckle.
“Are you going to fire me?” I bowed my head.
“No, Charles. I trust that you know what you are doing. Just please inform me of any kind of recklessness you are going to try with Asterin before I have a heart attack thinking you have a death wish standing in a brown t-shirt in front of a Hebridean Black.” He winked at me.
“I will try. There was no time yesterday.”
“I understand. I will leave you to it then. Hopefully, you can make some progress in the next 14 days. She has to have her health examination with the healers then.”
“I will try my best.” I nodded and bestowed him with a small smile.
Matthew got up and put his hand on my shoulder reassuringly. Before he could walk away or take another glimpse at Asterin, she roared so loudly that it hurt my ears. She got up so abruptly that Matt stumbled backward and fell.
I got up and got closer to her to see if I can do some damage control as it looked as if she was going to scorch Matthew at any moment now.
“Hey, it’s okay. See, I am fine.” I tapped on the shoulder Matt did before. “He didn’t do anything to me. Matthew is okay, we can trust him, right?” I turned to my boss who looked horrified. He nodded, stood up, and dusted his equipment.
“Matt, take off your gear,” I whispered.
“What?”
“Take it off.”
“Are you mental? Why would I do that? She just tried attacking me.” Matthew frowned.
“We have to prove to her that you’re trustworthy.”
Matt sighed but obeyed me anyway. Asterin’s nostrils were blowing out smoke, her eyes on him.
“Here, see I am not here to harm you or Charlie.” He lifted his hands in defense, bowing his head a little.
“I told you he is on our side. You can calm down.” I turned to her, talking with a soothing voice.
Asterin laid back down and huffed the smoke out.
“Well, you’re doing something right that she’s protective of you.” Matthew sighed in relief that Asterin decided to keep him alive.
“I guess. I have to think of a way to approach her and to make her relax.” I pressed my lips together, thinking. “I didn’t think this was going to be so difficult.”
“You can still back out and let someone else try,” Matthew suggested.
“No, I can do it,” I said with determination in my voice. “I enjoy the challenge.”
“I know you do, Charles.” Matthew smiled and walked away.
