AN: Hey guys, I know I've taken FOREVER to update, stupid school with 10 page essays…. Hahaha anyway thanks to leafstone for reviewing the last chapter! Onto chapter 9.

*Disclaimer I am not J.K. Rowling

Chapter 9

The Baby Dragon

The next time I saw Hermione I couldn't help but think of what Malfoy had told me before. I really wanted to believe Hermione wouldn't steal or kill someone, but how else would she have gotten her magic? Seeing as I was too unsure, I told Harry that I didn't want hang around them for a while.

I was walking down a corridor by myself when I saw Peeves. Peeves usually throws eggs, water balloons, or something gross at me, but he was too distracted doing something to someone that he didn't notice me standing next to him.

"You can either go a different way, or I can set your pants on fire." Peeves sneered at the chunky boy standing in front of him.

"But I don't know any other way!" Cried the boy. He noticed me standing there, and I smiled. He was wearing Gryffindor robes, and I recognized him from somewhere. Oh yeah, he's the one who broke his arm learning to fly a broom. I remembered. His name was Neville Longbottom.

"Hey Peeves, maybe instead of setting his pants on fire, you can take something of his, and hide it." I suggested to Peeves.

"What? When did you get here Pottyhead?" Peeves snarled back at me.

"I've been standing here for awhile. Trust me, if you take something he will never find it." I said glancing at Longbottom.

"Please don't. I'm a forgetful person, and I just want to go to my common room." He pleaded.

"Peeves, if I help you will you let me pass?" I asked turning away.

"Might as well, your plan is better than mine." He shrugged.

Smiling I reached my hand towards Longbottom. I opened his robe looking for something to take. He took a step back trying to get away from me, but I had a good grip on his robes. There it was. In one of the inside pockets was the remembrall Malfoy and I had played with during our first flying lesson.

"Not that please not that." Longbottom cried desperately trying to get the ball back.

"Here Peeves," I said handing him the ball. I felt a little bad, but I needed away to get past Peeves without having to set my pants on fire. I smiled at Longbottom again and started walking away.

As soon as I took few steps away from the scene I saw Malfoy walking towards me. "Chloe what are you doing?" he asked when he reached my side.

"Just walking around." I said smiling. Pansy wasn't with him. That means I might actually be able to talking to him for more than a few minutes.

"What's Peeves up to?" Malfoy asked turning to walk with me.

"Not much, just stealing a few things from whomever he can."

"Did he take anything from you?"

"Nah, I help him steal something from Longbottom, so he let me pass without setting my pants on fire."

"You help him steal something?" Malfoy asked with a look of surprise on his face.

"Yeah, so?" I said defensibly.

"I didn't know you had that in you."

"Well I didn't want to get terrorized by Peeves, so I helped him."

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"Good"

"I haven't talked to you in while." Malfoy said unexpectedly.

"Yeah I guess so." I replied looking away. He probably figured out I was avoiding him when he's around Pansy. I thought.

"I think we're going to have to change that." He said looking at me.

"Sure." Was all I could get out.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah I'm fine." I said. Then I felt his hand grabbing mine. I blushed, and tried to pull away. He gripped harder, and I let it be.

"You don't seem okay. Is Pansy bothering you?"

"No she's my friend." I said still not looking at him.

"Well she told me that she told you to stay away from me." He said stopping.

"She really likes you." I replied.

"But…" he started.

"I really should go now." I interrupted trying to release my hand from his.

"No don't go. Please."

"I don't want her to get mad at me."

"She won't. I told her I'd stop talking to her unless she started being nice to you again. I've noticed the looks she gives you when you're around me. I don't like it. So we're all going to be friends again." He said trying to keep hold of me.

"We're still friends, she doesn't want us to be together." I said. I stopped trying to get my hand back, because I knew it was futile.

"We're always going to be friends." He said plainly.

"She doesn't want us to be more than friends." I tried to explain again.

"Ha, we're too young to be more than friends. I just want real friends. Not like Crabbe or Goyle. There more like my servants than friends." He laughed.

"But what about before the first Quidditch game?" I asked bewildered.

"That? That was…um that was…." He started unsure; "Oh I know I was going to tell you a secret!" he finished triumphantly.

"Uh huh." I said looking at him. I'm pretty sure he just lied to me, but if he didn't want to admit that he was going to kiss me, than I'm more than willing to wait until we're older. I let the subject drop, and he let go of my hand as we started walking again.

Somehow we ended up by the front doors of the castle. I glanced outside and noticed it was getting late. I turned to say that we should head back to the common room to Malfoy, but he was staring out the window.

"What are you looking at?" I asked turning my head to see if I could see what he was looking at.

"Do you see them?" he asked.

"See who?"

"I could have sworn I saw three figures walking down to that oaf of a person Hagrid."

"I didn't see anything. We should go back…" I started.

"Come on." He said grabbing my hand and pulling me out the door.

We were greeted by cold air, and I shivered slightly. Malfoy glanced at me, and pulled me closer to his body heat. I felt myself blush, but I didn't want to pull away because it was very warm when he held me.

We reached Hagrid's hut in a few minutes, and I glanced inside the window. There he was, my brother sitting at the table talking to Hagrid. I looked around some more and saw that Ron and Hermione were with him. How did they get here without being caught? I thought to myself. Then I realized that I had given the invisibility cloak to Harry to use for awhile.

Malfoy and I stood watching them for several minutes. I was about to say that we should just go back to the castle, when Malfoy pointed at an object Hagrid set on the table and whispered, "I hope that's not what I think it is."

"What do you think it is?" I whispered back.

"I'll tell you if it is what I think it is." Just then I heard Hermione exclaim,

"Hagrid what is that?!"

"That's a dragon egg, where did you get one of those Hagrid?" I heard Ron say.

"A dragon egg?" I asked quietly.

"Look its hatching." Malfoy pointed at it again. And sure enough cracks in the egg and appeared, and something was coming out. When it finally broke through the shell I could see the baby dragon. It was black, and still covered in slim. It's eyes trained themselves on Hagrid as if he was its mother.

"Look it thinks I'm its mommy." Hagrid sighed happily.

"Let's get out of here." Malfoy said as he pulled me back slightly. Unluckily for us we tripped over some glass bottles that were right behind us.

"What was that?" I heard my brother ask standing up. He looked out the window and saw Malfoy and me standing there.

"Crap, let's get out of here!" Malfoy said turning to run. I looked on last time at Harry, and then I turned to run with Malfoy.

When we reached the Entrance Hall I was panting so hard that I almost fell on the floor. I felt Malfoy picking me up in his arms saying, "We're almost there, I'll carry you the rest of the way."

I didn't ever want to make it back to the common room; I just wanted to stay in Malfoy's arms for the rest of my life. Sadly that was not to happen, because as soon as he walked into the common room I set me lightly on one of the green couches.

"We're going to have to tell someone. It's illegal to have a dragon here." Malfoy said as he sat down next to me.

"Who can we tell?" I asked.

"I don't know, maybe Snape."

"Let's wait for awhile, maybe Hagrid will send it away." I suggested.

"Fine, but if it isn't gone in two weeks we're telling Snape, or someone." He said.

We sat for a few minutes, and I decided that I had to go to bed. I stood up, and started walking towards the girl's dorm. Then I turned and said, "Thanks Malfoy, night."

"Night." I heard him say as I walked up the stairs.

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