"It's inaccurate, and the last thing we need to do is promote false typologies of dragons to our youth. Besides. The Chinese Star Claw is plenty colorful," he added with a touch of a snooty air, waggling the dragon at Ginny as it weakly blew fire at her. He then brought it in front of his mouth. "I'm a sham!" he made it say in a squeaky voice. "Rrawr!"
With a sigh, he let the stuffed animal and his hands fall down to his lap. Figured she would have to bring up what this meant to the family: a scare of losing another one of them. "Better than all the way there," he pointed out gently, catching the ends of her long hair with his fingertips. He gave it a little tug. "Like I'd ever leave you." Though, uh, he kind of had to go run away and chase dragons. "For good," he amended.