1. So I'm trying to get together four Founders of Hogwarts dragons.
Yesteday I showed off Salazar in the cosplay contest; today I'm using Godric here:

2. The Founders aren't very well-developed in the books, so all I really have is a vague personality and a color scheme, but I've been writing fanfic about them for years, so I at least had a little more to go on personality-wise. My version of Godric is brave, obviously, but also very intelligent and kind of neurotic; he's not an adventurer, he wants to stay home and do magical experiments and teach classes, but things keep being wrong with the world and he is compelled to try and make them less bad, and he is afraid of a lot of things but he does them anyway. (Generally I was basing him a lot on Neville Longbottom with a smidge of Hermione.)
Given that, I had certain constraints as to picking the breed and also to some extent the Flight. I really love Guardians, so I was kind of gravitating towards them anyway, and while a lot of people write Guardians as being very enthusiastic about their Charges I kind of liked the idea of having one who was not thrilled about having a Charge but would never turn his back on the protection thereof. I also wanted him to be a Plentiful breed, because I wanted the breeds of the four dragons to roughly correspond with the social class of the four characters. (Salazar is an Imperial; I had to breed him myself because the color combo I needed was surprisingly rare. I'm hoping to find a Rowena-looking wildclaw or noc.)
I thought for a long time about whether I ought to go with eye colors that went with the colors, or eye colors that represented the Flight I feel like best represented the characters, and in the end went with eye colors that actually "go." Light is a pretty good choice for the version of Godric that I had in mind, but IMO Arcane would be even better. I would have settled for Fire eyes, but I don't see him as very Fire-y even though that would probably be a stereotypical Flight for Gryffindor-type characters.
I found a dragon with the exact right colors pretty quickly, because red and gold combos are fairly common, and after I'd scrolled him into a Guardian and given him the genes I liked, I gave him the
Sorting Hat Brown Wizard Hat That Is Totally Not Reminiscent Of Anyone Else's Intellectual Property and just kind of started throwing apparel on him until he looked pretty. The accent is called "Shining Idealist," which is very apropos.
3.
Rowena was beyond irritated as she burst into Godric's office. "Godric,
where have you been, I've been waiting for you since noon, I thought we were going to meet up and work on translation transfigurations, if you're not here I'm going to be really --"
She blinked. There was a dragon. It was red and yellow and it looked incredibly grumpy, probably because dragons did not belong indoors. Or in any proximity to Rowena, for that matter.
"Dragon," she managed. She started running through all the flameproofing spells she knew in her head, trying not to be distracted by thoughts such as
But how did it get in here? and
What kind of dragon is it anyway? It's the wrong color for a Hebridean Black. Do Welsh Greens come in red? Or even just not-green? and
DRAGON THERE'S A DRAGON. DRAGON!
The dragon gave her a very sarcastic look. Rowena had not been aware dragons were capable of sarcasm, but it did make her feel a little better that at least they had that in common.
It was wearing Godric's hat on one horn.
"Did you
eat Godric?" Rowena demanded. The dragon curled up morosely in the corner of the room, shoving Godric's desk carefully out of its way with one forefoot. It shook the comically-small hat off, and glowered at her.
Oh. Of course, Rowena realized. "...Godric, you were trying that stupid randomized transfiguration spell again, weren't you?"
The dragon tried to look innocent, and made a sort of shrugging motion with its wings. It looked towards Godric's desk with feigned curiosity, and then, seeing that several of the scrolls stacked perilously high on the desk had fallen to the floor, began trying to pick them up with its claws and put them back.
"I mean I know it's got potential," Rowena continued, "but you should know better by now, especially after that last time when it turned all the books in the library into lobsters. You remember that, don't you? ...are you even listening to me?"
The dragon shook its head, but at least it stopped trying to tidy the desk.
"Last time it wore off in three hours, didn't it?"
The dragon shook its head again and held up four claws.
"Ah. Well. Could be worse," said Rowena. "You could be lobsters. It's really too bad you're afraid of heights or you could go
flying!" She looked hopefully at the dragon. Maybe being a dragon made you magically not afraid of heights? And maybe she could go along?
The dragon slumped back down and curled in on itself. Apparently not.
"Well, maybe you should've thought of that before trying a dangerous spell on yourself," she said. "Seriously, since when am I the sensible one here? Wait here -- well, all right, it's not as though you've got much choice -- and I'll be back with a book to wait with you. All right?" She walked up and patted it gingerly on the head, and as she left, she thought it looked a little less unhappy.