My mouth fell open in agape. The words just wouldn't form. Those simple words just couldn't shape into a sentence. I could tell he was fed up, his eyes said it all. Well, that and the fact he started to walk away. I quickly latched onto him and pulled him to a stop.
"Aren't we always talking about having our own adventures? Ones we could remember long from now and be fond of?"
His guard was as strong as the fear of me losing him. "If you haven't realised Max, we are constantly on a never ending adventure. You know, the one where we look after our family and keep them away from," his eyes flickered towards the young students now retreating from different areas of the castle, glancing over at us in curiosity and wonderment "filthy danger."
I bit my lip, keeping myself from saying anything I would regret. I sighed deeply, finally gathering my thoughts and realising how unreasonable and ridiculous I had been. Of course we didn't belong here. We didn't belong anywhere.

"You're right." I felt his body loosen under my grip, obviously relieved I had come to my senses. "Let's go." A sigh of relief radiated from him as we turned to leave.

"Go where?" My shoulders sagged as I found myself in a bigger mess than before. "You're not leaving are you?" Harry asked in a sceptical tone, knowing full well I had been influenced into leaving.

"Yes, we are." Fangs voice was stern, the kind of tone you knew not to mess with. A small shiver ran down my spine. I glanced between two, both equally as cold as the other.
"Is this Max talking, or you?" Fangs gripped tightened immensely upon my hand, I winced in pain. "Fang, please loosen your grip." I spoke in barely a whisper but I knew he heard me. Heard me and ignored me. People started to close in around, suddenly interested between the two boys, both equally as powerful as the other. One, having defeated the most feared wizards multiple times. The other completely unknown but judging by the dark appearance it was clear he was not to be messed with.

"Bets here! Place your bets here! Who will win? The tall dark mysterious boy or Harry Potter the boy who lived?" Fred and George's voice boomed from within the crowd, waving a notebook in the air, hurriedly writing down the bets placed by students.

"Twenty galleons against Potter." Malfoy sneered from behind Fang. "Another ten if he doesn't survive within five minutes." Fangs mouth twitched at the corner of his mouth, obviously enjoying the boys torments towards Harry. Harrys eyes narrowed as his hand reached under his robes and pulled out his wand. This made Fang chuckle. "A stick? What are you going to do? Throw it at me?"

Murmurs loomed from the crowd, confused expressions as to what Fang just said. "Is he a muggle?" a young boy whispered to his friend. "Either that or a very angry squib. And I thought Filch was bad."

"Alright what is going on here! Make way, I am head boy." A older looking boy pushed his way through the crowd, puffing out his chest showing off a gleaming badge with the words 'head boy' on it. It was easy to tell he was a pain in the arse. "Harry what's going on, put your wand away." he demanded looking down at Harry who simply ignored him still staring furiously at Fang. The boy followed his gaze and looked at both of us in confusion. "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter." Fang growled. A couple of students immediately backed away. The boy huffed. "It does matter for I am head boy and you are making a disruption in my halls." Fang raised his eyebrows staring towards the boy. "You're a little shit aren't you?" At Fangs words the crowds voices rose again. There were a few gasps, chuckles and ooo's echoed through the crowd as well as a "Here here!" which sounded remarkably like the weasley twins. I couldn't help but laugh quietly myself at the boys reddening face. Gosh, Fang and I really do think the same way. Even Harry, despite the circumstances gave a small chuckle. I tried to inconspicuously pull Fang back seeing as the atmosphere had become less tense, however his strength over powered me.
I watched as Ron stepped from within the crowd to whisper in Harrys ear, I peeked my ears trying to listen to what Ron was saying. "Maybe we should, erm, do this somewhere else? Malfoy is enjoying this way too much."

My eyes flickered towards the tall blonde boy leaning elegantly against a statue, smirking eerily. Harry nodded once before putting his wand away. A sigh of relief passed through me. Obvious disappointment filled the room as the students walked away, not bothering to see what the ending would be. No fight, no interest.

Just as the crowd disperse there was a loud bang as the big oak doors flew open, sending a gasp of air into the castle. My eyes widened as a large, no large was not a big enough word, an enormous bushy haired man strolled in carrying a small girl in his arms who was happily chewing a large muffin the size of a kettle whilst holding another girls hand who was waving and gesturing wildly as she spoke to the giant.

"Hagrid?" Harry, Ron and Hermione all chorused in question. The giant man gave a smile which was only visible through the gaps of his wild beard.

"Ello you three! Ave' you met my new friends ere'? Found them strollin in the forbidden forest. Aint nobody should be out there day or night." The little girl in his arm smiled angelically down at the three, immediately gaining Hermione's attention. Hermione clasped her hands together and let out a little squeak of delight at the little girl, Ron saw this and rolled his eyes. The other girl holding Hagrids hand stopped her babbling and looked around the castle in awe.
"Oh my gosh, this place it beautiful! It kind of has some old, gothic feel to it! Ooo it has suits of armours! It's so enchanting! I saw something like this in Paris once, although it wasn't a castle, it was a church which is completely different and it certainly didn't feel this magical!" she babbled happily.

"Geez, and I thought Ginny was a chatterbox." Ron whispered to Hermione. I sent him a glare.

I may like it here with them but that does not mean I like their attitude towards my family!