"Ginny listen, she understands me, I want to be with her" said Harry. "SHE'S A FUCKING DRAGON, HARRY" screamed Ginny Weasley, who was glaring at Harry in disbelief. "But she's so... sensual and mature, Ginny." Harry said. This only made ginny madder. "SHE'S. A. FUCKING. DRAGON." Ginny roared. Harry sighed, "I'm not going to talk to you if you're going to be rude about my girlfriend, Ginny, good day" Harry walked away, leaving the common room where they had been making quite a scene. Harry's new paramour had been causing quite a stir in Hogwarts. The muggle raised students had been horrified, believing it to be terrible and illegal. Those raised in wizard families were less horrified, wizard-creature relationships were not unheard of, though they were frowned upon. The Daily Prophet was also having a field day with it. Headlines every day had something to do with "Dragonfucker Potter", completely eclipsing the Triwizard Tournament. Harry didn't care though, he loved his dragon. And that's all that mattered.
