The Twins Who Lived

Meetings

🐍ℍ𝕚 ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕖𝕤, 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕧𝕖𝕚𝕟, 𝕊𝕙𝕖'𝕤 𝕄𝕪 𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕟. 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕧𝕖𝕚𝕟, 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕣 ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕖𝕤🐍 Dahlia introduced the two, she knew dragons understood parseltongue, it was the rougher version of Vyrathen. "Oh goodie. It's the Calvary" She muttered looking as the entirety of the reserve came rushing over. Stormvein jumped in front of dahlia, releasing a warning growl towards the approaching group, crouching down, defensive against the potential threat. "Woah, what are dragons doing this close to the houses" One of the handlers demanded his voice loud despite looking shaken, "Calm down everyone! I'm going to assume you are the one Charlie told me about and the cause for all this" A Man stated, stepping forward. "That's right... Sorry for causing trouble. I'm Dahlia Black-Potter. This is my hatchling Norberta. My Familiar Hermes, and This is Stormvein. She is My DragonBound. The dragons named me Storm keeper... And StormRider" she explained slowly, watching everyone, Stormvein still hadn't relaxed from her position.

"Look at Charlie. He's looking at you like your every dream he's dreamed off and like you're Merlin" Fred snorted, this was just getting better and better. "He is so not living this down." Draco wheezed, the group cracking up as they watched their older brother act like a kid meeting Merlin.

"A StormRider.. StormKeeper.... Like the stories of Berk?!" A girl towards the back asked excitedly, she looked just as excited as Charlie was. The group of handlers went from working to children who just met their hero, all of them awestruck, "Would you like to work here?" The Main Man blurted out, his eyes shinning with awe and Stardom. "I would like that very much. It would be every summer until graduation when I can become full-time" Dahlia agreed immediately, she couldn't imagine a better job. "Wonderful! Let's head to my office, I'm sure their is a lot that needs to be discussed. I am Argon by the way" Argon introduced himself as he led the way to his office.

"Well... On the bright side... Our daughter will have job security" Regulus pointed out weakly, still pale from seeing his baby girl near such a big and dangerous dragon.

"Alright. Everyone here is well aware of the tales and myths surrounding the riders of Berk. What does it mean for this day and age" Argon asked, taking his seat. "Right, it does change slightly since the world is no longer safe for dragons. I am the Descendant of Hiccup Haddock, The Original StormRider and StromKeeper. In this age, Being a StromKeeper means I will be the dragons Voice. I will have to visit all of the reserves, make sure they are all being well taken care of. Teach handlers how to properly take care of them, as a Rider, I will be taking Stormvein out for Rides a lot, mostly within the wards of the Reserve or Hogwarts when I eventually go back. The bond is stronger than a familiar bond. Her emotions are my emotions, her health is my health." Dahlia explained, her mind already working on ideas to help create more ways for her to ride, she'll have to think more about it later.

"Merlin she's amazing" The same people from earlier muttered, all starstruck as they continued to watch history, they couldn't wait to witness it again when dahlia is old enough. Minchum whispered with his Accociates, they had to start making preparations for this now, they needed to be ready for when dahlia was named once again.

"It sounds like you will have a travellers contract instead, this would obviously be your home reserve, but with the contract it would allow for you to access all of the reserves around the world as needed. Tomorrow I will hold a meeting with the other heads around the world so we can come up with a schedule and a system to handle everything. Since you are still a minor, I will be assigning Two Handlers to be your personal helpers and to travel with you to the other reserves." Argon explained, writing everything down to remember it. "If I may sir. I think Charlie Weasley would be a good first pick, he is the handler I know most. Secondly, the girl who was bouncing with excitement. She seems to have read more into the myths then what most did" Dahlia requested, "that was Lola Bunns, sir" Charlie mentioned, knowing exactly who she was talking about. All of his muscles were coiled like a spring, trying his hardest to stop himself from jumping around, hearing dahlia's request made him want to sing, shout and dance the Irish jig. "Very well, I will inform her of her new job. Seeing as it is lunch time do go and enjoy. Charlie will show you your accommodations later on, I will let you know when I have heard from your minister, headmaster and the ICW." Argon smiled as he dismissed them.