SPOILER!!: Erm... good try

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Originally Posted by RachieRu

Indy had a feeling that she was still going to find the dragon baby ugly. She had first time, and she was sure that the baby was not going to have changing that much. It'd be interesting to find out though. But she was was interested in finding out about how to look after a dragon. So that was why she was here. Not to like look at a dragon that may or may not be cute. She kind of stood up a little to look at the buckets. Hmm. Surely he had the same stuff in there that he had had last time. And she had kind of stood up. Indy raised her hand. "Er...blood?" Because that was rather nasty to eat.

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Originally Posted by Bazinga

Minerva could only imagine, "Well if we are talking about the baby dragon, then could it be food for it. Like dead animals or blood or whatever that a baby dragon might need." She didn't really know exactly what they ate, but she was hoping she might be close.

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Originally Posted by nogoodforyou

Ooooh, there he was!

... but no baby dragon.

Anyway, as the professor with many W names came forward, Nora couldn't help but stare at those two buckets. They were obviously food for Roro, but was the tiny creature actually going to eat that?! "Dead things, Sir?" She suggested after raising her hand. Well, dragons probably liked dead, disgusting things.

Very smart.

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Originally Posted by PhoenixStar

Hannah was really diggin' the warmth. She looked up when she heard the professor come with some buckets. Hannah had an idea about what was in the bucket and also an idea about what they are probably going to be doing this lesson.

Roro was pretty cool yeah, but she wasn't really wanting to feed the dragon or anything.


"Professor I think there is blood and raw meat in there." What kind of meat she didn't know and didn't too much care either. Bleh!

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Originally Posted by AlwaysSnapesGirl

Penelope didn't like the cold. Never had. Probably never would. But the creatures class was kind of fun even if she didn't know much about all the things they learned, so she wore several layers of clothes and was curled up on the warm hay bales with her knees pulled up to rest her chin on and with her arms wrapped around her legs, keeping herself warm as she watched the professor approach.

What was he carrying? Apparently he wanted them to guess. Penelope raised her hand only enough for it to be seen without pulling it too far away from her body. "There's food in it, I guess." That was as specific as her answer was going to get. How was she supposed to know what dragons ate that humans didn't like?

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Originally Posted by Anna Banana

Okay, so Sierra was actually about to engage in polite conversation with Alex when the professor finally decided to make an appearance. Her brown eyes turned the professor for a split second and then she looked back at Alex with...A SMILE. Yes, a smile. Thanks, that smile seemed to say. There may have also been a haha, you didn't get one, too in that smile, as well, though.

Turning back to WWW, Sierra made a slight face. "There's blood in there," she said, looking toward the buckets as she raised her hand. Do you have anymore chocolate eggs, WILLY?! Tee hee. The dragon's name was Roro. She should get a hundred extra points for suggesting that brilliance.

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Originally Posted by Rosa Chispa Princessa

Ewe, that cute little dragon eats blood "Well I know that little baby dragons eat some kind of raw meat but do they really drink blood. Thats Gross!!", Oichi said with a repulsed look raising her hand.

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Originally Posted by Harry174

Laura looked at the Professor and smiled. "You have water in one of the buckets and food in the other for whatever you are going to show you." Laura giggled she wasn't sure if she was right. "It's either that or you have holes in the bucket."

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Originally Posted by fanficfanatict

Disgusting things? What kind of hint was that? It could have been a hundred and seven million different things with that kind of hint. Merlin, it could have been body parts, blood, chocolate frogs... There were a million options. But then she thought about his hint of disgusting things and one thing came to her mind. How did it take her so long to think of it? The answer was right in front of her face, "Professor... Is it filled with chocolate frogs?". Shudder.

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Originally Posted by CassiopeiaAKTF

"I know.." the Slytherin mumbled after Kurumi had told him he didn't need to ask if he wanted to sit down next to her. But it was polite wasn't it? What if he sat down and she didn't want it? But before he could say more , Professor Williamson had walked in to the barn. Looking completely like he had no idea he was supposed to teach a class. Odd...

Daichi quickly sat down on the seat and placed his school bag on the ground. He raised an eyebrow when the man told them he would get the *baby* soon and his mind. He had a baby? aww so cool! It didn't occur to the Slytherin that he meant his dragon because Daichi would never think of a dragon as a *baby*

It was only when Williamson asked if they knew what was in the buckets did he noticed that he had them in his hands. Hmm... something disgusting.. "Blood, sir? or" he thought for a second before he raised his arm back in the air. "Rotten flesh" he made a face at the last thing. And that disgusted face turned in to disbelieve when he heard someone say Chocolate frogs. His mouth dropped, the glasses on his nose slided down a little bit as his head snapped to the source of the voice and found out that it was the Gryffindor Captain. Pffft! "chocolates aren't disgusting..its the best food EVER."

Crazy girl.

Willy clasped his hands loosely in front of him and looked around at the students, feeling vaguely like he was on a country-western show for some reason. Maybe it was the horseshoe-seating and the hay bales? Hmm. Maybe. Or maybe it was the dumbfounded looks on everyone's faces.

"You're... close," he responded to most of the students' guesses, "but no, it's not just blood or just raw meat or chocolate frogs." The Gryffindor girl who guessed that one got a good glare from Willy. "It's....."

SPOILER!!: Right on target :P

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Originally Posted by Steelsheen

He shifted his gaze from the pool and the harness towards the Professor when he came to view. But before the Ravenclaw could greet the other man he stared at the Professor who seem to have been frozen on the spot. He shifted his eyes around wondering what the Professor was staring at or what got him to just freeze up like that. But before he knew it, the Dragonologist began speaking as if nothing happened.

Vickers blinked back bewildered. What's up with that? He shook his head and tried to focus on the question at hand

Should he raise his hand? Well up it goes anyway "Professor, dragons would usually feed on a combination of chicken blood and brandy..." he started as he eyed one of the buckets "... and the other would be some kind of raw meat, such as rats." He knew that brandy isnt actually repulsive for people but mixing it with any sort of blood can be quite upsetting to most, and he wouldnt even being to rationalize how anybody can find rats appealing.

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Originally Posted by FireboltAvis88

Alyssa was glad to see the Professor approaching two buckets containing something. From his hint, it definitely wasn't for human consumption. Alyssa raised her hand and hazarded a guess.

"Professor is one bucket filled with chicken blood and the other smells like some stinky thing that the adults in my family drink." Alyssa paused trying to remember the name of the drink that made the adults behave dumb when they consumed too much of it.

"Uh it starts with B....I got it. Is it Brandy or Single Malt Whiskey?" Alyssa was never good with those names.

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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow

Ella watched Professor Williamson curiously as he seemed to just realize he had scheduled class for this day. Hmm...Adding that to the other times he had seemed to have memory loss and the second year could only conclude that this man was definitely suffering from old age. Yikes. Poor guy.

She eyed the buckets curiously when asked what might be inside. What was it that baby dragons were fed again? It was a combo of something....Oh! "Professor, isn't that stuff blood and brandy?" She asked, sticking her tongue out in disgust. No way she would ever eat-erm drink that stuff!

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

Alex peered at the buckets from his comfy, heated hay bale and wrinkled his nose. Dragons were cute, but man did they have AWFUL taste buds.

He raised his hand. "That'd be chicken blood and brandy, wouldn't it?" he replied. That was all that baby dragons ate for a while, right?

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Originally Posted by midnight_thestral

Violet wasn't sure what to think about the contents in the bucket the professor had in front of the pool, but the stench made her gag. She could already smell it from the spot she was standing. Even with the horrible smell, Violet still raised her hand to answer the professor's question. "Um. Professor, would it be blood mixed with something else for the baby dragon?"

Violet wished she could go inside Hogwarts where it was warm and toasty instead of standing here freezing in the winter's chill. She shoved her numb hands in her pocket hoping they would have feeling in them again. Maybe the dragon could breathe a fire for them and warm up the whole class.

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Originally Posted by jujune29th

Sophie looked in professor Williamson's direction when he spoke. She hadn't noticed him getting close to where they were. She blinked when he kind of froze for a while. Wha...?

And now a question! "That could be chicken blood and brandy." Like the others were saying and like she had written down in her homework assignment. It was disgusting enough in her opinion!

"...that!" Willy finished his sentence by beaming at the kids who'd guessed it right. "I have a mixture of chicken blood and brandy in both buckets. Baby dragons must be fed this combination every half hour, in case you didn't pick up on that last lesson." That's what had been in the baby bottle, after all. "The dead ferrets I caught earlier today will come into play later on in the lesson, when we actually start to work with the dragon."

Hehe. And if the ferrets didn't work to keep Roro calm, well... Willy had tranquilizers.

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Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy

Sophia made her way down to the ground, wearing her black boots that laced all the way up to her knee and her black cloak billowing behind her because of how quickly she was moving. Even if it wasn't her class and she was not a student, she certainly did not want to be late for Williamson's class. No, because if he turned up to her class even just to look around and he was late she would certainly kick him out.

She smiled slightly when she got there and saw that in fact she was still pretty early. The professor wasn't even that much into his lesson yet. She looked around the area, just where were the students suppose to sit? Certainly not on those hay bales, she would not be sitting thanks. Instead the professor stood a little ways to the side and watched.

He paused as an unexpected, but not entirely unwelcome yet guest showed up to his class. Uh, all right, maybe she'd gotten his memo about the dragon baby a little late... the hatching had occurred months ago. But whatever; William nodded at the woman regardless and then carried on with his lesson. Anyone who wanted to care for a creature was always welcome in his class.

"All right, so here's what we're going to do today. First, we're going to call Roro out to play! Then, we're going to give him some exercise, help him take a bath, and finally, we'll end by trimming his nails. IF you all remember to REMAIN CALM and KIND whilst handling the dragon, we shouldn't run into any issues today. All right?"

Nodding as if to show the class the correct reaction, William clapped his hands together and rubbed them. Brr, it WAS getting nippy out here! Might as well put on his gloves now, which he always kept in his back pocket. "Everyone has their dragonhide gloves on, right? Right. Well, let's call Roro out now! Everybody do your best dragon impression!"

No, he wasn't going to tell them how to ACTUALLY call a dragon until they tried it and made fools of themselves first.

Louisa was craning her neck and trying to get a better look at the pool, and what was inside it... which turned out to be nothing. She then studied the harness somewhere nearby, looking over student's heads and shoulders. Ugh! She should've stood/sat somewhere in the first row... even if she was taller than most of them now. She didn't like-

Oh! Professor Williamson appeared in her vision suddenly, holding two buckets. And looked quite surprised at seeing them.

Huh. What, he didn't expect them to show up with a baby dragon in the barnyard or somewhere? She bet there are a few students who weren't even taking the subject showed up for the show.

Any ways... he asked a question. And almost everyone answered, no need to be a copy cat. even though she knew the answer already HMPH

... do a dragon WHAT?

Louisa continued to stare at the professor who apparently adopted a son/daughter from other specie.

Laura looked at the Professor and smiled as she decided that she would try and get the dragon out. "Roro get out here this instant or your in big trouble mister." Well that was how her mother got her outside when she didn't want to do something excepted it was her name and misses not mister.

They were...going to...call the dragon? Sierra's eyebrows narrowed inward. Err, how did one go about calling a dragon? She supposed 'Hey, Roro! Get your scaly little self out here NOW' would be frowned on. Ha. She'd find some other way. Maybe she'd just stand back and wait. Maybe somebody else knew, and she could just do the same thing they did.

Do your best dragon impression? Err, how exactly did a person do that?! In the end, Sierra decided a good whistle would do the trick. So pursing her lips together, she let out a nice, whistling sound. No, she'd never heard a dragon whistle, but she was not going to get out here and flag imaginary wings and pretend to breathe fire either.

Come on, Roro. Get your little scaly self out here!

Ella beamed at the professor. So they would be working with the baby! THE BABY *_* D'aww! She listened carefully as Williamson explained what they would be doing and wait-did he say dead ferrets? Yikes. Ella didn't want to touch those. What if one wasn't completely dead and it like-attacked her or something!? Baby dragons weren't so scary but zombie ferrets...O_O

Making sure her dragon hide gloves were secure, Ella held her hands up to show that yes, she was ready to go. When the Professor instructed them to start to call Roro, Ella raised her eyebrows. So they were just supposed to like-make dragon noises now? Uhhh okay.

Ella took a deep breath and after looking at Messer and Sophie sheepishly, she opened her mouth. Yawwwwwwk! Yawwwwk!

Right...chicken blood and brandy.

Gideon had momentarily forgotten that fact even after it being brought up during their homework assignment. Then he had known the information during a cross between the book's knowledge and a brief mention during a conversation with Andy. Oh well, it had come to mind too late and had already been mentioned by another student...Vickers to be correct, and then confirmed by Professor Williamson.

Some people might have been disgusted by the contents as the professor had suggested but it wasn't odd to someone who liked to brew potions seeing as there were certainly up there in disgust. But ooooo they were to deal with Roro today, an exciting venture to say the least. And seeing as his gloves hadn't been on yet, the prefect reached into his bag and took them out, slipping them over his long fingers.

Now he was ready.

Looking at the buckets Angelina had to do her best guess. Now what do dragons eat? Chicken blood and brandy. Raising her hand she said, "Sir, would chicken blood and brandy be in the buckets?




Call Roro? Whaa! She wasn't good this type of thing. But being her she had to try. Making sure she had her dragonhide gloves on she started to called Roro out like the rest of the class, "Roro, come out here." Naturally she would say 'Roro, come out here please', but for this, no. "Roro, you will be fine. We are looking forward to seeing you! Come out Roro," she continued to call in a sweetest voice she could.

No wonder the bucket reeked so much. A mixture of chicken blood and brandy. Blech, Violet thought. She never knew that dragons could drink brandy, much less as their daily food when they are a young.

They were..they were..going to call out the dragon to play? She didn't like that idea very much. Not one bit. Did the dragon bite? "Professor..uh..will Roro bite us if he gets too excited or spit fire at us?" Then they were going to give a bath to the dragon and trimming his nails?!?!

O__O

Violet was now shivering violently and it wasn't from the cold air of the winter. She grabbed her dragonhide gloves out of her bag and pulled them on her numb hands. So the professor is just telling them to REMAIN CALM?? It was a dragon for crying out loud that could hurt her in some way or another and now he was telling them to make dragon sounds or something to call Roro out?

Violet whimpered a little to herself and tried the mimic noises of the dragon or that was closest to dragon noises. "Here GRRRROOORRO!," she called out. It came out of her mouth in between a growl and a dog's bark.

Zhenya smiled when she saw the Professor but... was he shocked they were all there? She wanted to laugh, but bit her tongue. He was probably too preoccupied with his baby to remember class. No matter, Zhenya knew it would be a good lesson.
But she had way too much on her mind last lesson that she stopped paying attention to what was being said. People around her were saying blood and brandy? Gross. She had thought maybe animal intestines or something. She wouldn't want to eat that. Maybe if the blood was actually berry juice or something she would drink it with the brandy but it wasn't, so she wouldn't touch it. Either way, whatever was in there was sure to make her disgusted.


They would be WHAT? Zhenya was getting scared now. She had never really been interested in all those animals. Especially not... not dragons. They frightened her the most, in some ways. Well, in all ways. She gulped and listened to what they were doing. Quickly she shoved her dragonhide gloves on and wished that she had a dragonbide body suit to protect her, but surely the Professor wouldn't let Roro hurt the students. Although she wouldn't be surprised if he was more protective of Roro than them.

Kurumi smiled at Daichi when he eventually sat down and even scooted just a little closer to him. She figured that he was a bit nervous about there being fire involved again and she certainly would do her best to make sure that he didn't freak out too much IF there was. Somehow Kurumi got the feeling that there wouldn't be...that much fire. Hopefully. Unless Professor Williamson was going to fill that pool with oil and then set in on fire for whatever reason.

Before Kurumi could greet anyone else, Professor Williamson arrived and began the lesson...with two buckets of stuff that had a strong enough smell to nearly knock the Gryffindor off her haystack. She DID manage to giggle when Selina offered up an answer, but the sixth year herself was a bit too taken aback by the smell and...color of certain things to be able to offer up one herself. Blood...at least it was chicken blood. Chances were Kurumi wouldn't faint around that.

Ceasing her playing with her dragonhide gloves, Kurumi slipped them on and then sat up a little straighter. Wait, was he serious? Were they really supposed to imitate Roro? Kurumi rubbed the back of her neck as she tried to remember just what the little guy had sounded like. Professor Williamson certainly had unconventional ways of handling creatures....

Taking a deep breath, Kurumi threw caution to the wind and opened her mouth. "Yawwwk!"

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

"...that!" Willy finished his sentence by beaming at the kids who'd guessed it right. "I have a mixture of chicken blood and brandy in both buckets. Baby dragons must be fed this combination every half hour, in case you didn't pick up on that last lesson." That's what had been in the baby bottle, after all. "The dead ferrets I caught earlier today will come into play later on in the lesson, when we actually start to work with the dragon."

Hehe. And if the ferrets didn't work to keep Roro calm, well... Willy had tranquilizers.

He paused as an unexpected, but not entirely unwelcome yet guest showed up to his class. Uh, all right, maybe she'd gotten his memo about the dragon baby a little late... the hatching had occurred months ago. But whatever; William nodded at the woman regardless and then carried on with his lesson. Anyone who wanted to care for a creature was always welcome in his class.

"All right, so here's what we're going to do today. First, we're going to call Roro out to play! Then, we're going to give him some exercise, help him take a bath, and finally, we'll end by trimming his nails. IF you all remember to REMAIN CALM and KIND whilst handling the dragon, we shouldn't run into any issues today. All right?"

Nodding as if to show the class the correct reaction, William clapped his hands together and rubbed them. Brr, it WAS getting nippy out here! Might as well put on his gloves now, which he always kept in his back pocket. "Everyone has their dragonhide gloves on, right? Right. Well, let's call Roro out now! Everybody do your best dragon impression!"

No, he wasn't going to tell them how to ACTUALLY call a dragon until they tried it and made fools of themselves first.

....

Aspen ... looked around to her peers. Weren't they as amused as she was? Were they not listening? She actually had to duck her head to keep from laughing out loud.

He'd CAUGHT a DEAD ferret? Aspen pictured it. It was hilarious. No, it was HILARIOUS. Dead ferret traps on the grounds...

And then, they were going to remember to be kind. Not going to forget that. Aspen wondered if Professor Williamson would also remember? She'd watch and see.

LASTLY, and almost as funny as catching dead ferrets, they were going to wear their gloves made of Fruity's Roro's Momma to remove pieces of the beast. That wouldn't make a young dragon mad, right?

.... Aspen couldn't take this class. It was so funny. Professor Williamson was SO educational and everyone around her lost their MINDS in his presence. Did they REALLY think a dragon would come to a call?

Really?

She figured he'd come because the food was out here. Not because the Gryffindor Prefect was YAWKING. She was honest-to-Merlin YAWKING.

Too much. Too funny.

Anya put on her dragonhide gloves as instructed. She then watched the other students for a second. It... didn't seem completely safe to her that they should impersonate a dragon. Sure... it was still a baby, but it was still a dragon. A dragon that could probably eat her.

And so she sat nice on comfortable on her hay bail watching the other students. Hopefully nobody got eaten today.

They had to call out the dragon? And it was going to play? O_O How exactly were they supposed to do that? Hannah was not big on making a fool out of herself, but she wasn't going to get in trouble for not participating either.

She thought about how to call a dragon and a smile came across her face. She remembered what happened in the sanctuary with professor Lafay and the baby dragon. She remembered the sound the dragon made then and she tried to make the same sound.

"Eoork...Eeeeoork!!!" she cried out a little too quickly and immediately felt ashamed. This was not Hannah at all...what had gotten into her?

Alex got up and looked around the class. He had no idea WHAT people were doing with these dragon calls...some of these noises they were making were out of this world. He slipped his dragonhide gloves on and looked around again. Well, might as well have a good at this...

"Eeeeeeeerk, eeeeeeeeerk," he said, not sounding a THING like baby Roro but giving it his best shot. Instead he probably sounded like a dying hippogriff.

Wait, what does a dragon even sound like. Oichi did not think for too long before she heard her classmates making tons of strange sounds. Oichi chuckled and decided she would try to call Roro too. Oichi called out, "RAWR, RAWR!, RAWRRR!!!".

Modred shifted on his seat and clasped his hands together in front of him and listened intently to what they will be doing. Turns out, they will be pampering the baby dragon called Roro. Really, a dragon needs pampering? Even if the boy finds it a bit weird, he got his dragonhide gloves, wore them and listened to the professor’s next instruction. Call the dragon? How?


He did a little bit of research while doing his homework, and found out that some dragonologists have a special whistle that they carry when they work with dragons. Mordred figured that that tool must be one of the ways to summon the creature. He looked around him and some of his classmates were making funny sounds. Heh? He was hoping though that someone would do a weird chicken dance. A desperate call to see Roro.

Addie was excited to see little Roro! Care of Magical Creatures was such an awesometastical class. But were they actually going to be feeding the baby dragon the brandy and blood. Addie pulled on her gloves quickly, no bites from baby dragon today. Nope, Addie was not getting hurt.

Wait....they had to call this baby dragon out. "Here Roro," Addie said in her sweet voice she reserved for little kids. "Come on out." Wait a minute. People were actually trying to make dragon noises. Ummm...Addie wasn't sure if she wanted to do that. Wouldn't that be making a fool of herself in front of the class. But other people were doing it and she liked the class. She heard people eeorking and yawking, what to do. Addie decided on the eeork. It sounded so much cooler. "EEEEEORRKKK, EEOOORRRKK," she said to the little baby Roro. Come on Roro, come on.

Minerva took out her gloves and put them on. She thought about how a dragon would be called. She put her two fingers in her mouth and made a loud whistle sound. That would get it's attention, right? Then she looked out "Here boy.. come on boy.. come out.. you can do it.. Here boy.." She felt silly calling a baby dragon, but it was fun as well.

Alyssa tried her hand at coaxing out the baby dragon. She giggled as she saw the others attempting to call it and figured that she would look silly too but it was worth a try. She first went down on all fours and slowly crept forward trying to catch it's eye. The she tried to imitate it's own call "EORK EEEORKKK EORKK" in the same pitch as the baby dragon.

Then she tried enticing it out by wiggling her fingers making it look like it was food wriggling around. She just hoped she could move faster than the baby because she did love her fingers.

Roro the baby four foot dragon was laying about in his stall, secretly laughing a dragon laugh to himself. The louder the people outside the barn became, the less likely he was to actually wander out there and see them. Dragons, as wild creatures, could not and would not 'come when called.' They were not simple-minded crups, after all.

So in his stall Roro stayed, closing his lazy dragon eyes... lazily.

Just as he was drifting off into a little dragon nap, the smell of something nommy caught the attention of his little dragon nostrils, and he just had to poke his nose out of his stall.

FOOD! Food food food food foodstuffs! "Eorrrrk?" Roro called out softly, thumping his tail a bit. Was it REAL FOOD SMELLS or was it just his overactive imagynation? "EEE....ee.....eork?" He shuffled out of his stall and stretched his scaly neck out toward the studentsies and foodsies.

OH FOODSIES. Roro recognized those buckets! He thumped his tail harder and waddled toward them, gaining speed the closer he got to the buckets. He spied the students a moment too late, however, and put on the brakes, skidding to an abrupt, wide-eyed, sideways halt about six inches away from the nearest hay bale.

PEOPLE. Gosh. Lots of little people.

O_______O

It worked? Mordred frowned when the dragon suddenly thumped its tail and shuffled out of his stall.

The boy’s eyes widened and stood up from his seat and retreated a bit from the baby dragon who was now rushing forward. The professor said to keep calm right? “Keep your cool Mordaunt. The professor won’t let Roro eat anybody.” He told himself as he wiggled his left arm to loosen his wand from its holster under his sleeve—just to be sure. Realizing that he was about to crash in one of the hay bales, the dragon stopped running and slid on the floor sideways, looking as shocked as the boy.

O_____O

Blink. Blink.

Sierra had just let out another loud whistle when she happened to look up and see Roro come into view. Well, see there. It'd been her whistle that had done it, hadn't it? She felt herself sit a bit taller with pride. She'd whistled just as it'd come out, hadn't she? She looked to the professor for a confirmation, but just as she did so, the dragon started gaining on them.

GAINING ON THEM. O_O

Dear Merlin, they were under attack! See, this thing should have been chopped into potions ingredients while they still had the chance to benefit from it! Sierra squeezed her eyes shut as the dragon came to a screeching halt. I will not scream. I will NOT scream. I WILL NOT SCREAM. Sloooooowly, she opened one eye. Just one. Were they dead yet?!

Ella stopped her YAWKing when she heard a slight thumping sound coming from nearby. Hmm...did that mean they were doing something right? And wait, was that the baby making sounds in response? She put her hand up to her ear, listening hard. The second year didn't need to listen for long, though. Roro had emerged and Ella gasped before slapping a hand over her mouth. Professor Williamson had said to stay calm, yeah? Not that Ella was afraid or anything...nope. It was just baby Roro. Cute not so little baby Roro. She slowly removed the hand from her mouth and smiled at the creature, wondering what it was going to do.

The second year was a bit caught off guard when the baby dragon came crashing towards the buckets, close to where her hay bale was. And why did it seem like the little guy was going faster as he got closer? Merlin's beard was he going to O_O Ella stood quickly and got behind her hay bale. You know, just in case...She frowned when Roro seemed to skid, startled by all the students. Poor baby. He must be so scared! And hungry...but not for students, right?

Minerva stopped as she saw the baby dragon, excited to see him/her again. She couldn't remember which it was at the moment. It didn't matter the thing was still super cute and she wanted to get closer, but stayed where she was.

Gideon watched and listened as several of his classmates attempted to try and get the dragon's attention by calling him and making a variety of sounds like Professor Williamson had told them to. He stayed quiet not thinking of adding to it and making more confusion. The sixth year wasn't sure any of it would have been any help anyway else Roro thought the ones that sounded vaguely like his own dragon-like sounds were other dragons.

However low and behold, the not so baby dragon appeared, rushing as if running at them and some of the students responded in fear and uncertainty. Gideon was a bit calmer though watching the creature and realizing that it almost looked like Roro was as scared of them as they were of him. "Easy there little guy..." he mused softly as he stayed were he was, at one of the hay bales closest to the dragon. "No danger here." They were allowed to interact with him...right?