(...)
'Is that the boy who is chosen to get rid of Lord Whatever-his-name-is?', Dionisius asked curiously, looking at the picture of Harry from behind his master's shoulder.
'He sure is.', Rufus answered, as he held the newspaper.
'We weren't fond of each other, but you are right - he is probably the only chance for us to win this war.'
'And then you'll leave the castle?'
'No. I don't think so. You see, even in such a crazy world like ours, it isn't very common for people to return from the dead', said Rufus and blinked.
'Good point', agreed Dionisius and grinned.
'You know, my lord, I'm grateful that you came to us. Before you appeared, it was awful here, awful as hell! The dirt, the stink and most importantly, poverty. I've been eating garbage from a pub for Muggles, slept only with those prostitutes who give it for free and believe me, my lord, they're more than ugly. I have even been drinking the plum vodka from those ridiculous, Muggle plastic cups!'
Despite his constant grim mood, Rufus laughed. Dionisius and his jokes were probably the only things that could bring him a little joy.
(...)
('Thunder Road', an extract from chapter 41 'The Cold of Autumn' )
Rufus Scrimgeour and Harry Potter are J.K. Rowling's
Dionisius is mine Dionisius, my original character, once again.
The jester, the devoted servant and a very clever beast (though also a heavy drinker). I always have great fun writing about him, but drawing him as well.
So, we have Dionisius: angry, scared (not that he's a coward, he's only afraid of being punished by his master), laughing and... interpret the last one as you wish.
I used a marker and HB pencil for the lineart and 8B pencil for shading.
Dionisius belongs to me of course.

Rysowanie expressions jest baaardzo kreatywne i fajne
Najbardziej podoba mi sie mina z tym językiem
Wczoraj tak spontanicznie go wyrysowałam, z nudów. Aż sama byłam zaskoczona, że tak wyszedł.
Ten język pewnie wywalił na widok śliwowicy, chociaż who knows
Nic dodać, nic ująć