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𝓓imitri 𝓓ragoslav 𝓡ossëingrave

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ᅠ❝ I exist—in thousands of agony, I exist. ❞

ᅠDimitri was one of many roses in the garden on the verge of wilting silently. Bright and confident front kept, his father laid his trust on him despite being a mere second-born from the a mistress, below the supposedly more reliable elder brothers. A heavy responsibility the silver haired lad never asked.

ᅠHe’d rather trace his lovely mother’s path of a dragon tamer, fulfilling the middle name he's bestowed upon by the late mistress. In power and in grace, to be free and to be devoid of distress. With the sky he's blessed, and with the sky too he shall be rest. Alas ...

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ᅠThanks to years of confinement and sorcery study, Dimitri finds everything non-magic related so intriguing to observe. How the muggle society works as a whole without magic to help them, and be that as it may, still able to come up with a lot of innovation and invention that does wonder.

ᅠUnfortunately, curiosity is not something he could contain (exhibit one undoubtedly being his obsession with dragons). The lad used to go as far as sneaking out of the barrier into the muggle world in between his packed schedule. He received three sets of whippings on each legs, however, the thought of doing it again is definitely still on his mind.

ᅠA total goal-oriented maniac who won't stop at nothing for his research aside, Dimitri does a good job at suppressing that tendency. His sweet, princely demeanor is not necessarily an act, he does for a fact possess a gentle mannerism with how soft and sweet the way words pouring out of his lips, polite most of the times, yet could be found a little sharp and snarky on not-so-rare occasions.

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ㅤNot-so-secret trivia.

• Owns 3 baby dragons pet lizards. He named them Elisheva, Svarovskiy, and Maksimillian Andronikashvili XII.
• Loves patting people's head. Might be just his big brother instinct kicking in.
• Hates food in general, especially ones with strong taste or smell. The only consumable he can stomach without frowning is tea.
• Doesn't bother remembering people's name unless there's a benefit in it for him.
• Talks to animals with baby voice. Will always adamantly stir off of the conversation if get caught.
• He has a few hot spots all around the castle ground, being: the corner of Slytherin Common Room, near the north exit yard, the far most seat just before the library restricted section, outside the beasts classroom, and the greenhouse.