#ukrainian ironbelly

[im-abanana]

Albus Dumbledore Phoenix

Gellert Grindelwald Dragon

(Headcanon that Grindelwald's Patronus would be a Ukrainian Ironbelly, yes pls)

[sarahg170194]

Ukrainian Ironbelly

May 6 2018

sarahg170194  

[fluorescent-l-ghost]

The only time Harry Potter mentions Ukraine is by calling the largest dragon breed the Ukrainian Ironbelly. But now, due to the Azovstal iron and steel works defense, this symbol gains so much more great sense.

It appears as a fiercest creature in the Goblet of Fire and in the Deathly Hallows. If you’ve ever seen the photos from the Universal Studios Wizarding World of Harry Potter, that’s it. 

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[stabby-apologist]

You'd think Hermione would be a Ravenclaw until she jumps on the back of a Ukrainian Ironbelly

[bccksmarts]

I MIGHT be here today, I’m not too sure yet!! Might take some time over on @fluorescentmortem, give Molly some attention instead??

I really want to be here but also feeling,,, I dunno, still a little bit off, like I’m not necessarily needed over here which I KNOW isn’t the case, mayhaps I just need a re-up muse wise, get back into the swing of things ✨

But I KNOW Molly needs attention bc I miss her and how precious she is,,, we’ll see though, I might divide my time between here and Molly, see how much I feel like doing uvu

Discord’s under the cut in case I’m not present!!

Pomsicles for an easy copy and paste!!

I’ll be back to Hermione aesthetics soon,,, LoL really dropped a banger of a song and I LOVE it

[nixnight1]

At first I was only going to write a funny scene of Regulus and Sirius underwater but I'm immersed now.

Another fragment of the Black brothers at the triwizard tournament:

Pt1

We have dragons here too

Sirius' skin was itching under his clothes.  Sirius was the next one, the bag felt rough at his fingertips and the paper felt like fire when he grabbed it. He read it to himself, feeling his throat close and his tongue get heavier in his mouth. When the silence grew too long, he read it outloud, “Hungarian Horntail.” It meant only one thing, Regulus would have the Ukrainian Ironbelly. Sirius felt tears gathering at the corner of his eyes while seeing his baby brother grab the last paper in the bag. Regulus whispered the name so low that Dumbledore had to ask for him to read it again. And while he repeated the name, Sirius could swear to himself that he saw tiny shiny tears gathering in his brother's eyes too. 

Pt3

[ginevra11]

"That Quidditch Cup'll have our name on it this year," said Wood happily as they trudged back up to the castle. "I wouldn't be surprised if you turn out better than Charlie Weasley, and he could have played for England if he hadn't gone off chasing dragons." — Harry Potter and The Philosopher's Stone

Given the Weasley's financial situation, Charlie Weasley playing professional quidditch must have been that once-in-a-lifetime golden opportunity. An ultimatum against the chronically suffering Weasley finances. Quidditch is like the soccer of the wizarding world—the cultural impact and stardom it brings are phenomenal! Not to forget the hefty income!

If anyone cared, the fact that Charlie dared to choose dragons over professional quidditch must come off as sheer stupidity and even disrespectful.

Many students at Hogwarts must have been really baffled and maybe disappointed. Somewhere along, I bet it may have become a shared dream of the students, some professors, and the Weasleys to see Charlie Weasley play professional quidditch.

His choosing dragon handling over quidditch would have been the gossip of the year! Some won't care, some will think him a moron, some will be a little heartbroken, and a few will probably worship him! Throughout the remaining Hogwarts year, topics like money matters, passion, success, etc. would be casually thrown around. By the end of the year, people might become more accepting and maybe understand.

It goes without saying that Charlie Weasley would be struck in a battle of his own. A million thoughts per minute would race through his mind. A war of dreams and hopes. He knows his way but has never felt so lost. He will inform an omniscient professor McGonagall of his choice, words that will politely decline the two scouts airing through his head.

In the summer after his tiring yet satisfying, first internship in Wales, he will meet a frustrated mother mourning about the perils of dragon-keeping, who then hogs his dragon,-keeping guides for the better part of her free time. His father will tell him muggle fairytales and folktales about dragons. Bill, his forever partner in crime, would secretly sneak him to Gringotts to see the half-blind, majestic Ukrainian Ironbelly. Percy will educate him about the mysterious connection between dinosaurs and dragons that makes those beasts entirely more endearing to him. The twins will worship him for being too cool for quidditch and persuade him to rather become a dragon dealer. Ron will ask him all kinds of questions about dragons and quidditch while brutally defeating him at chess. He will braid Ginny's hair while listening to her monologue rant about dragons vs. quidditch. Before going to bed, she will make him promise to get her a baby dragon. After a few minutes of pleading, he will give in– but only for a day in Romania.

As rare as it comes, we find people who actually dare to dream and, rarer still, who achieve their dreams.

[precious-ketchup]

Dragons:

Toothless - How To Train Your Dragon

Draco - Dragonheart

Saphira - Eragon

Spyro - Spyro the Dragon

Ukrainian Ironbelly - Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows PT 2

Drogon - Game of Thrones

Caraxes - House of the Dragon

[raviliuz]

Slytherin Quidditch Team's wands

It got kinda long... But I haven't written shit in so long do maybe that's better

Terence Higgs - Phoenix feather core, cedar wood

Terence had spent nearly an hour at Ollivander's, trying out different wands before finding the right one. And after his first months at Hogwarts, he sincerely doubted that this wand was really the right one.

Phoenix feather wands have a strong self-initiative and are the hardest to tame. At first, the wand often disobeyed him, but the more he used it, the better they worked together. Both phoenix feather core and cedarwood are highly loyal. I really like the idea of wands matching the character of the wizard, and Terence is extremely loyal to his loved ones and, despite his generally nice nature, is very tenacious and unforgiving. Ollivander's grandfather used to say that you couldn't fool a person with a wand made of cedar, because the tree chose wizards who were perceptive and observant.

Although the beginnings were difficult, with each passing year Terence became better and more in tune with his wand. After a few years, it was debatable whether Terence's wand was more loyal to him or he was to his wand. Also, he takes great care of his belongings and handles them extremely carefully so his wand was in perfect condition for years, serving him for his whole life

Marcus Flint - Dragon heartstring core (antipodean opaleye), hornbeam wood

To quote the Harry Potter wiki's description of the hornbeam, it "selects for its life mate the talented witch or wizard with a single, pure passion, which some might call obsession." Yeah, I think that's pretty self-explanatory.

However, another property of hornbeam is more interesting. These wands were incredibly customizable, literally taking over their owner's moral rules. In the hands of another person, they became useless, as well as when someone tried to do something inconsistent with their owner. I think it's very fitting considering Marcus' family. You know, a noble bloodline house where there are rules that Marcus doesn't agree with and individualism is killed. Flint's wand emphasized being himself and kept him from turning away from his ideals in difficult times. Marcus' parents often took his wand away as punishment, but the wand literally protested, wouldn't let anyone else use it, and when his father tried to force Marcus to do something against him, it would reflect the spells at his father. Marcus became very attached to his wand, which was really powerful in his hands.

Once, Marcus' father, upset, wanted to force him to buy a new wand. Marcus couldn't imagine using another, and to dissuade his father from the idea, he began to convince him that this wand had chosen him, the other would be less suited and would be even worse at magic. Marcus was not the sharpest tool in the shed in school, which was a huge complex for him at the time, adding to his already big self-loathing. However, Marcus was ready to say out loud that he's a shit wizard if there was a chance it would allow him to keep his wand.

The core was from the heart of the antipodean opaleye, a beautiful dragon from New Zealand, which despite its size is quite gentle and does not attack unless it has to

Cassius Warrington - Dragon heartstring core (Ukrainian ironbelly), yew wood

Cassius bought his wand in Bulgaria. In Britain, his combination was not popular. Yew wood had a bad reputation, it was said to attract bad luck and black magic. Little Cass did not understand why such a wand had chosen him, but a few years later he found that he and the wand fit together - Cassius was very unsuperstitious, often looking for trouble for fun, walking under every ladder, petting every black cat. It just amused him how much people, both wizards and muggles, cared about such nonsense. No one could explain how a given superstition would work, but just in case they subordinated their lives to it. So yes, Cass and yew wood went well together.

The wand was also powerful, both the yew and the dragon heartstring had a lot of strength and choses wizards with desire to be great. The dragon heartstring in Cassius's wand came from the Ukrainian ironbelly - the largest dragon, one of the more aggressive and dangerous. As the name suggests, they occurred mainly in Ukraine, which made them more popular in Bulgaria than in Great Britain.

The yew wand buried with the wizard sprouted and guarded the owner's grave, I wanted to mention it because I find it very edgy and romantic at the same time

Peregrine Derrick - Unicorn hair core, hawthorn wood

Hawthorn wands were chaotic. Great both for healing magic, preferred by Derrick, after Hogwarts he became a magimedic after all, but also perfect for curses. The problem was that hawthorn wands often reflected carelessly thrown spells back at the owner.

At first, Perry suffered a lot trying to learn the rules and how the wand works. Only after some time did he understand that there are no rules that he can learn, and he just has to accept acting in chaos. Derrick himself worked best in chaos anyway, he and the wand fit together, it chose him for a reason. Perry always had a mess in which only he could find his way, he focused best and worked in noise. He was from a large family, it was never quiet in his house, so he felt uncomfortable in silence and could not concentrate. He did fifteen things at once, and surprisingly they all turned out better than if he had done them separately (then he probably wouldn't have done half of them).

After some time, Derrick learned to cooperate with the wand and became attached to it, even when it did not always want to act as it should in class when it was required of him. The wand, however, worked perfectly at work. Derrick became a medic at St. Mungo's, and both hawthorn and unicorn hair support healing magic. Derrick and the wand have gotten along great over the years. Perry was close to tears when the core of his wand died and he had to have it repaired. Without it, he felt like he was missing a part of himself, even though he was given a replacement wand and was free to use magic

Lucian Bole - Thestral tail hair core, apple wood

When little Luke heard what the core of the wand that chose him was, he turned pale. As a child, Lucian witnessed a group of strangers crash while flying on a flying carpet, and some drunk passengers ended up falling from a great high which caused death. This obviously affected Luke hard, who from then on preferred muggle ways of transport and was able to see thestrals. So when he heard that his wand had a thestral hair core, he thought it was an unfunny joke, reminding him of his trauma.

Ollivander didn't quite understand the boy's reaction. Indeed, quite a few wizards believed that thestrals were bad luck, but he hadn't expected such superstition from an eleven-year-old. Despite everything, he tried to reassure Luke, explaining to him that many adventures and journeys awaited him because such people were chosen by wands with a Thestral hair core. This piqued Lucian's interest, and he started asking Ollivander about the various wand specs (perhaps the days before the start of the school year when the traffic is incredibly busy is not the best time for such conversations, but Ollivander couldn't let go of educating the kid who was so eager to listen). Lucian was very happy to hear that the apple tree chooses likeable people, leaders with personal charm. Ollivander made Luke promise on a small finger that he would do his best at school and educate himself because apparently, the wand sees in him the ability to achieve great goals and openness to the world.

Lucian actually traveled a lot, he was passionate about getting to know different people and cultures. He also had a strong interest in the muggle world, eventually attending a muggle university. After a lesson in Care of Magical Creatures, he also became more fond of thestrals, seeing that despite their bad press, they are intelligent and gentle

Adrian Pucey - Unicorn hair core, willow wood

Adrian quickly found his wand. To be honest, he wasn't interested in its characteristics, preferring to go shopping instead of reading the description of his wand. His wand worked great from the start, the core of unicorn tail hair was consistent and loyal, it fitted Adrian quickly, and was a great tool.

Adrian had learned more about the characteristics of his wand in a fourth-year Charms class when Flitwick was ill and Binns was teaching instead. The historian wanted to combine their subjects and make a more theoretical lesson about the history of wands and their characteristics. Adrian read the description of his wand core, nodded, matching. He also made a mental note for the future that the hair sometimes needed replacing.

Then he read the description of the willowwood. He read the last sentence of the description and felt personally attacked. "The owner of such a wand was often insecure." Exposed by your own wand. Adrian has indeed always been insecure. This demotivated Adrian a bit in his fight with overthinking and complexes, because he thought that it must have been innate then, if the wand, choosing him as an eleven-year-old, had already noticed it.

During the summer, Lucian forcibly dragged him to Ollivander's shop to explain to him that wands, like the Sorting Hat, see potential and possibilities, but we create who we are. A wizard may have the most powerful wand, but that does not mean that he will be the most powerful, only that with his own work and the right conditions he can be powerful. Luke kept telling Adrian this, but he could see that he wasn't taking it seriously, that he needed an expert (also a stranger who wouldn't really care about him) to tell him that

Graham Montage - Thunderbird tail feather core, ebony wood

Graham had barely entered Ollivander's shop when the wand literally flew towards him and hit him in the chest. Ollivander, genuinely surprised, only commented "I hope you're here for the wand, young man, because this wand wants to be with you very much."

The wand was imported from America. Ollivander struck a deal with the American wand maker Aleshanee Wolfe, a relative of Shikoba Wolfe, so that he had some of her wands for sale and she had some of his wands for sale. This was for mutual promotion in new regions. Still, Ollivander wasn't particularly happy that a wand he hadn't created, had chosen Graham, but there was no denying that they were a perfect match when the wand reacted that way.

The wand, both core and wood, was great for transfiguration, which Graham was a genius at (I have to get my shit together and write a headcanon about Graham and transfiguration). Montague had learned this from Professor McGonagall, who had quickly noticed his great potential and deliberately asked about his wand characteristics to see if the wand that had chosen him also wanted to highlight the boy's Transfiguration abilities. Years later, when Graham had grown to be the best student McGonagall had taught, in conversation Montague mentioned the history of buying a wand, and McGonnagal merely nodded unsuprised.

Graham learned the other features of the wand, just like Adrian, in Charms class with Binns. His ego was greatly flattered when he read that he apparently knows who he is, is steadfast in his beliefs, and does not change under the influence of his surroundings. The wand was difficult to master and tenacious, but that was what made them fit together so well. Graham, stubborn and steadfast, was just the one who was able to master this wand and use it perfectly

Miles Bletchley - Veela hair core, black walnut wood

Miles's shopping at Ollivander's went fairly quickly. Ollivander offered him several wands, and Miles didn't know how he should feel to know that wand was the right one. However, as soon as he picked up this one, he felt that even a simple wave of this wand would be what he was looking for.

Already at Hogwarts, he himself went to Flitwick to ask if he knew about the characteristics of wands, because he had a few questions. Black Walnut is characterized by forcing the wizard to be honest with themself. It dramatically lost power when the owner lied to themself and was dishonest. This suited Miles, who was very boldly seeking himself and reaching for various forms of expression. In the 1990s, he openly painted his nails, used makeup, and wore women's clothes, he never restrained himself from expressing his opinion, he did not act more posh and polite than he was, he did not analyze what would benefit him. After learning about this feature of his wand from Flitwick, back in his 2nd year, he felt more motivated to be himself. He was a kid who had different visions of who he wanted to be but was afraid to try and experiment in fear of being judged by others. However, his own wand motivated him to seek himself and become who he is.

On the other hand, the hair of the veela could be capricious when the wand was not properly cared for and handled roughly and without respect. However, when treated well, in the hands of the right person, it was consistent and subtle, yet powerful. So yeah, Miles' wand was really demanding and high-maintenance

Also, I didnt reread it for correction, sorry. And life update. I worked in call center for 3 months (I would never manipulate someone into contract btw, I made everything crystal clear and none of my clients had any complains) and now I finally have some holidays, idk how it is in other countries but in Poland university year starts in October instead of September. So yeah, i'm going for short vacation now, then I will have to sort and buy and pack my things because im moving out of my family house to another city for uni

[im-abanana]

I know the fandom has divided opinions (love the Phoenix headcanon 👐), but consider this:

Ukrainian Ironbelly Dragon as Gellert Grindelwald's Patronus/Animagus.

[roalinda]

Entry for @hprecfest

☆Day 8 : A canon-divergence fic☆

Uncertainty by @adiha

Pairing: James Potter/Sirius Black

Summary

He knows what he’s going to see as he rushes through the door. There is a desperation in his steps, a doom awaiting. There, in the entrance of this house which he’s never seen before, but familiar still, his best friend lays lifeless on the carpet. He looks older, his hair is shorter, and he’s dead.

Sirius screams.

He is laying on his four-poster bed in his dorm, drenched in sweat, his hand is clutching the sheets, and his breath is labored. For a moment, he doesn’t know whether he is dreaming or awake.

Category: M/M

Rating: Mature

Words: 23, 164

The uniqueness of this work is in the time frame it is happening. Time/dimension travels are usually backwards in time in most works. This work doesn't have the literal time travel but is all about visions from future and how they wreck havoc in Sirius' mind and the way James and him try to prevent a potential devastation. Read and enjoy.

He has always thought Sirius was beautiful. It was an objective fact really. The sky is blue, Ukrainian Ironbellies are enormous, and Sirius Black is gorgeous. This was the reason anytime thought of kissing Sirius invaded his thoughts, he disregarded it as something anyone who has met him would want. It wasn’t romantic or anything…

Or that’s what he had been saying to himself.

2. Over the hills and far away by shadowmun

Pairing: James Potter/Sirius Black , past James Potter/ Lily Evans

Summary:

There has always been Sirius. Even when there was Lily, there was always Sirius. Until there wasn't.

Or: James and Lily is a thing of convenience. And when Voldemort comes, James isn't at home.

Rating: E

Category: M/M , F/M

Words: 8, 319

This is a 100% must read if you are a fan of Sirius' deep sense of loyalty and sacrifice and love for James and how he is willing to throw away everything for protecting him and Harry, even without James' knowledge. I am fond of jily so when I recommend works with a past jily relationship it is not to send negative vibes. This one is so good and with the foundation of Sirius throwing away his dignity for James to keep his, James' guilt and love and Azkaban's dreadful trauma on Sirius' side, it is a literal bittersweet liquid chocolate . This work is not a -James comes back to life- trope , so you can read it safely if you are not fond of that. It is about how Sirius selflessly sacrificed and how James decided be worthy of it at last, uncaring about people's opinions and his own personal fears and regrets.

Clearly the Auror was less than impressed. “No mark is no absolute proof. Surely the organisation has its sleepers...” She looked up now, as if she knew something, her eyes finally meeting Sirius' thundercloud grey. “But you can easily disprove the second accusation. Where were you the night of the 31th October?”

“You want an alibi?” It hurt to watch Sirius, while he worked things out. How he licked his lips, while he made a decision, while he fought his pride and sense of justice. “I've none.” James could tell it dawned on him he had been played. Someone was feeding the Aurors information, someone who knew about them. Someone who had interest in seeing him fall. There was no lack of people who fit the latter.

[usagirln120]

Gajeel Redfox: Hogwarts AU

Gajeel Redfox is a Half-Blood wizard that was born on the 6th of June 1979 and started attending Hogwarts on the 1st of September 1990, being sorted into Slytherin house.

He was a childhood friend of Natsu Dragneel with the two often playing together while their parents worked at their Dragon Reserve until they moved to the Fairy Tail Orphanage after their parents died.

Although he was quickly adopted by the rich wizard Jose Porla before he could form a bond with the other orphans and it was because of the way that he was raised by him that he became that bully that he was under his first five years at Hogwarts.

After getting tricked by his father to not only help with the kidnapping of Lucy Heartfilia but also attacking and seriously injure three muggleborns, he turned himself in alongside the other four students who had gotten tricked by Jose which is the reason why he was suspended instead of expelled.

He was transferred back to the Fairy Tail Orphanage after that where he made up with Natsu and his little sister Wendy, even befriending a few other orphans there like Levy, one of the Muggleborns that he attacked.

He eventually formed a romantic relationship with her and accompanied her and her best friends Jet and Droy while they were on the run due to being Muggleborns before they returned to Hogwarts to participate in the Battle of Hogwarts where he and a few others were sent seven years forward in time with a broken time turner.

He and Levy were horrified when they found out that she had been pregnant during the Battle of Hogwarts and because of this Emma, their first born, was heavily sheltered as a child.

He eventually formed a band called The SlayerZ where he played the bass, married Levy and had a pair of twins with her around the time that Emma started at Hogwarts.

He has a Holly wand with a Dragon Heartstring core.

His Patronus is a Ukrainian Ironbelly.

His favorite subjects are Defense Against the Dark Arts and Care of Magical Creatures.

His least favorite subjects are History of Magic and Potions.

[omgsquee2001]

Love Conquers Fear: Part 2

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It had been a few days since [Y/N] had gone into the forest, and she had avoided it ever since she saw the dragon. Though she didn’t believe the rumors that dragons were blood thirsty monsters that killed everything in their path, but it was still terrifying. There were times when she would be out in the market and look towards the dark woods. For some reason, she felt compelled to go to the woods. Like something was calling to her. She would see a flash of the reptilian yellow eyes, the brown head, the sharp teeth and spikes. When that image flashed before her eyes, she felt even more compelled to go to the woods, to see that dragon again. 

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The sun was starting to set, painting the woods around White Bridge a beautiful orange and red. Eddie, now in his human form, was pacing back and forth within the confines of his cave. His black and white shirt, his blue vest, and his pants fluttering as he did. His curly, long brown hair bounced and moved as he did. He had really screwed up this time. Not only had he let a human woman see him, but he Bonded with her. She wasn’t even another dragon like him and Steve! She was a human person. Never, in the history of Dragons and Humans, had a Dragon Bonded with a Human. Bonding was exactly as it sounded. That’s how a lot of Soulmates met each other. The Bond connected everyone, but normally, humans bonded with humans and Dragons bonded with Dragons, and so on. This might be the first time in history that has ever happened. He could feel the pull of the Bond right now, compelling him to not only go to Steve, but to go to the Human as well. He could feel her confusion and turmoil. He wanted to go to her now and comfort her. He wanted to assure her that everything was going to be okay. He wanted to hold her close, he wanted to take her flying with him, he wanted to kiss her. Before he could go further into his thoughts, Eddie heard the flapping of wings, familiar wings. He saw the shadow of a Ukrainian Ironbelly, then the shadow slowly disappeared to show the shadow of a man. Steve walked in hauling two deer, bucks, behind him. One things that separated Dragons, like Steve and Eddie, from Humans, was one, humans couldn’t shift into animal forms, and two, Dragons could lift ten times their normal weight, even in their human forms. Steve looked at Eddie and could tell something was wrong. He put down his kill and walked over, placing his hands on his mate’s upper arms. 

“Hey? What’s wrong? Are you okay?” Steve asked. Eddie let out a shaky sigh and looked at his mate, fear in his eyes. 

“I fucked up, Steve. I really fucked up this time.” Eddie said. Steve frowned and gently cupped Eddie’s cheeks with his hands. 

“What do you mean?” 

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[Y/N] tossed and turned in her sleep. She was having a dream. Not just any dream, she was dreaming that she was flying. On the back of a  Hungarian Horntail. She could tell because of the spikes and the brown of the scales. She looked to the side as the wind whipped at her hair and her clothes. Her eyes widened. Beside her, was a Ukrainian Ironbelly. The gray color of its body was a stark contrast to the blue of the sky and the green of the woods around them. What confused [Y/N] the most, was that she felt, happy. She felt at home on the back of the Hungarian Horntail. She wasn’t terrified, or scared. She wasn’t afraid that she was going to get eaten, or be taken back to their nest. She felt, loved, and appreciated. Like everything in the world made sense. 

Her eyes jolted open, sweat beaded across her skin. She sat up in bed, looking down at her hands. Something had happened when she made eye contact with that Hungarian Horntail. She didn’t think it was possible, but, had she and that dragon, Bonded? That would explain the dreams she had been having. It would also explain why she felt drawn to the woods. [Y/N] looked up with a determined face. She pulled on her brown pants, her white shirt and pulled a cloak around her shoulders. She strapped a dagger to her belt. It was better to be safe than sorry. She had heard horror stories of adventurers dying horrible deaths because they weren’t prepared enough for what lurked in the woods. She quietly opened the door to her room. Angus lifted his head up, curios as to where his friend was going. [Y/N] looked back at her dog and shook her head. 

“No, Angus. You stay. I’ll be back soon.” She whispered. With a whine, Angus lay his head down on his paws and went back to sleep. He knew better than to try to follow when [Y/N] told him to stay. She crept out of the house, wincing a little bit when the front door of her house made a creak. She waited, her lantern hanging in her hand, waiting for her mom or dad to come out. But there were no footsteps coming from her parents’ room. [Y/N] sighed silently and walked out the door, closing it carefully behind her. She set off towards the woods, determined to find out what had happened. 

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Steve was sitting on a rock in the cave he and Eddie stayed in, his head in his hands. He sighed and looked up at his lover, who was chewing on his nails in nervousness. 

“So, you’re telling me that, when you went for a walk, you not only went in your dragon form, but you Bonded with a human woman?” Steve asked. Eddie nodded slowly. Steve sighed. “You do realize how much danger this not only puts us in, but also puts her in? You know we have enemies. Prince Jason and his “friends” are still looking for us. If they realize that you bonded with one of the villagers of White Bridge, he might use her as leverage to get to us.” Steve said. Eddie sighed and nodded. 

“Yes, I know Steve. I’ve thought about nothing but how much danger she will be in! You know that the Bonds aren’t within out control. We can’t choose who we bond with. Mike Bonded with Jane, when we all thought he was going to Bond with Will. Dustin Bonded with Suzie. Max Bonded with Lucas. There is some magic crystal that can tell us who we bond with,” Eddie said. “Hell, I thought I was going to Bond with Chrissy, but I Bonded with you.” Eddie said. Steve looked up at his lover. He sighed. 

“I know that Bonds aren’t something we can control. But, what we can control is where we are when we Bond. You and I Bonded in our Dragon forms. If you had been in your Human form, then maybe, we wouldn’t be in this much trouble.” Steve said. Suddenly, Eddie went silent. Steve looked up at him. Eddie was staring intently out the mouth of the cave. Steve sighed. “I know I might be coming off as angry, but I’m just worried about you. We’ve had several close calls with Jason before. I don’t want this Bond to be another one.” Steve said. Eddie didn’t respond. Steve frowned. “Eddie?” He asked. He stood up and walked over to his mate. 

“She’s here,” Eddie whispered, just barley loud enough for Steve to hear. Steve frowned. 

“The woman? At this hour? In the woods?” Steve asked. Eddie nodded. Without saying another word, Eddie took off running, trying to get to the woman he had Bonded with. 

“Wait! Eddie!” Steve raced after his Mate. 

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[Y/N] kept her cloak around her form, trying to keep the cold night air off of her exposed skin. She flinched at every noise she heard. No one had ever been crazy enough to go into the woods that surrounded White Bridge, she might as well be the first. She could feel the string of her Bond guiding her to where the Dragon was. The Bond was more like a dull ache in her chest. She needed to be near the Dragon. Only then, would she stop hurting. She flinched when she heard the howling of wolves. Her eyes widened. They were getting closer. [Y/N] took off into a run. She wanted to turn back to the safety of White Bridge, but her Bond kept her going further into the woods, looking for the safety of the Dragon. She heard the growling getting louder and closer. Suddenly, she was surrounded. [Y/N]’s breathing quickened. She turned every which way, but there was no where to go. She bravely took out her dagger, holding it out. Now, she wished she had taken Angus with her, though she doubted her would be able to fend off wolves. [Y/N] swung her dagger around when a wolf got too close, making it snarl and jump back. Suddenly, one of the wolves jumped up when she wasn’t looking, and clamped down on her leg, making her cry out in pain. She used her dagger to hit the wolf on the head, making it whimper and let go. Another wolf replaced the first one and got a bite out of her right ankle. She was loosing blood. One of the wolves managed to knock the lantern out of her hand, putting out the light. She felt one get ahold of her arm, making pain run up her arm. She begged for help in her mind. Suddenly, there was a roar, like a dragon. The wolves backed off as the hulking form of a Hungarian Horntail came bursting through the trees. [Y/N]’s legs gave out and she fell to the floor, slowly loosing blood due to the bite marks. She felt another fire in her stomach. The sign that a Bond had been made. She made eye contact with a man, who was standing behind the dragon. He looked gorgeous. His brown hair flopped to one side. He was wearing a black, long sleeve shirt and pants. As soon as he stopped staring, he ran over to [Y/N] and held her in his arms. She suddenly felt safe. Protected. Loved. The man looked at the dragon. 

“Eddie! That’s enough!” He shouted. His voice sounded like an echo. Her vision became bleary. The dragon, who had finished scaring off the wolves, slowly walked up to the two. The dragon leaned its head down and nudged one of [Y/N]’s limp arms. 

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Steve was racing behind Eddie. ‘This idiots going to get himself killed one day, I swear.’ Steve thought, racing after his mate, who had transformed into his dragon form. “Eddie, you seriously need to stop!” Steve shouted. But his words went ignored. He knew that when someone was in this state, when the person they had Bonded with was in danger or hurt, there was no stopping them. They soon heard a scream and the howling and barking of wolves. Eddie then burst out of the woods, letting out a roar and racing towards the wolves. The wolves whimpered and barked, running away from the creature they knew they wouldn’t be able to face off against. Steve stopped, trying to catch his breath. He then looked up and gasped. It seemed like time itself had frozen. There was no woods. No Eddie. No wolves. Just him and the woman before him. He had this feeling before, when he fist met Eddie. Time had stopped. It was just him and Eddie. Steve broke out of his trance when the woman fell to her knees. “Shit!” Steve shouted. He raced forward and caught the woman in his arms, holding her tight. He could see her eyes closing, loosing consciousness. Steve looked at Eddie. “Eddie! That’s enough!” He shouted. Eddie looked back at Steve, having chased away the wolves. Eddie transformed into his human form and raced over. He hated seeing her hurt. Whatever pain she felt, he felt. When Eddie looked at Steve, he could tell that he had bonded with her. He saw the same pain in his mate’s eyes. 

“We need to get her help.” Eddie said urgently, gently brushing away some hair that fell into her face. Steve nodded. 

“Let’s take her back home. It will be faster and we can explain everything to her when she wakes up.” Steve said. He gently scooped her up, supporting her back and her legs. Her head rested against his shoulder. The two Dragons rushed off towards their cave to treat their third Mate’s wounds. They would have a lot of explaining to do when she woke up.

~~~~ //Here is part 2. Let me know if you would like me to make a part 3 to this.//

[kirain]

This took me 10 months

Puck (Pixie)

Pilfer (Niffler)

Teto (Knarl)

Fergal (Porlock)

Zephyr (Diricawl)

Icarus (Abraxan)

Prim (Fairy)

Skitter (Bowtruckle)

Balfour (Gnome)

Horus (Hippogriff)

Cerys (Welsh Green Dragon)

Sterling (Unicorn)

Komodo (Chimera)

Nigh (Thestral)

Elvira (Acromantula)

Szervác (Hungarian Horntail)

Niblet (Plimpy)

Eris (Grindylow)

Rufus (Murlap)

Rumple (Flobberworm)

Stigr (Norwegian Ridgeback)

Bumble (Mountain Troll)

Tiberius (Manticore)

Prydwen (Griffin)

Tizzy (Doxy)

Kirsi (Frost Salamander)

Khan (Yeti)

Hadeon (Ukrainian Ironbelly)

Blitz (Salamander)

Yan (Chinese Fireball)

Sigge (Swedish Short-Snout)

Mephistopheles (Fire Crab)

Mizzle (Augurey)

Ronno (Leucrotta)

Splinter (Dugbog)

Zany (Imp)

Nairn (Hebridean Black Dragon)

Dozer (Hodag)

Kazemi (Kappa)

Oscar (Quintaped)

Furtivo (Chupacabra)

Asmodeus (Ashwinder)

Stellaluna (Mooncalf)

Margot (Matagot)

Copper (Giant Dung Beetle)

Richter (Graphorn)

[theguythatdraws]

Task of the Dragon

@slytherincursebreaker

Finn slapped himself on the cheeks and breathed heavily. He was up next against the dragon he had chosen, the Ukrainian Ironbelly.

Ukrainian Ironbellies were infamous for being large, short-tempered, and deadly. Many people called him crazy for even considering choosing this particular species.

"Its just a dragon. I'll handle it." Said Finn.

"Finnigan McGarry is next!" Shouted a voice outside, and Finn stepped outside. "Up against the dreaded Ukrainian Ironbelly!"

Finn stepped out holding a broom; he wasn't a broom enthusiast, so he didn't know the model, he just hoped it was fast.

"Alright, let's go." Said Finn, stepping into the arena.

Immediately, a wave of cheers and jeers hit his ears, but was deafened by a earth-shaking roar.

As Finn stepped onto his broom, a cage opened up and out came the ferocious mother dragon; iron colored hide, vicious horns, sharp uneven interlocking teeth and blood-red eyes.

"Just grabbing an egg." Said Finn, as he flew for the nest.

"YOU STAY AWAY!" Shouted an ear-splitting voice, as Finn was knocked away from the nest.

The dragon had swatted him into the wall with her tail. Finn got up and growled at the creature.

"You got lucky that time!" Shouted Finn.

"JUST STAY AWAY!" Shouted the dragon, though only Finn could understand her.

Finn ran towards the dragon again, holding his broom like a spear. He threw it at the creature, and she burned it to cinders.

Meanwhile, Finn slid underneath the dragon and grabbed the egg, clutching it close to his body.

"NO! GIVE IT BACK! GIVE IT BACK!" Shouted the dragon, blasting fire at Finn.

"No choice, gotta shake her." Finn said.

The back of his uniform stirred, and his wings and tail sprouted out, lifting him into the air.

The Ironbelly roared at him in the air, but since she was held by her neck and legs by heavy chains, she couldn't do anything, but slump to the ground, depressed.

As Finn flew back to Felix, who was giving him a disappointed look, he looked back at the mother dragon; faint smoke blew out of her nose, and he could see a tear fall from her eye.

Finn handed over the egg reluctantly. "Don't hurt it. Don't hurt her. Make sure they're safe." He said, taking the next clue.