Hiding your indignation both for Drak and the annoying red-heads you walk over to the small, cramped house and knock the front door. You make sure that your wings are properly tucked into your shirt before you knock, so there isn't any of those gaping looks you always received from non-dragoners.
When the door opens, you notice a tall, red haired man who could only be Mr. Weasley. "Hello boy, what might your business be?" he asks with a genuinely friendly tone.
"Yes, I'd like to claim the dragon that your wife is feeding!" you say with a somewhat hysterical edge to your voice. Mr. Weasley scoffs, "your dragon? Since when is a boy allowed to have a dragon?"
Being a dragoner, anyone who would question a dragon's loyalty to a human was like...blasphemy!! Ludicrous!! To think the man had the nerve of dismissing somebody you shared your thoughts with!!
"He is only trying to make sure that you aren't lying" Drak confirmed as he sipped up yet more milk. Drak had a point, he couldn't have possibly had any idea. But if you didn't act soon!! Drak would be so overcome with milk, that he wouldn't mind you being gone!!
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