I'm so sorry I'm posting this so late! I've been completely busy I completely forgot about this. As always, if there's any mistake, (and I'm sure there are) please let me know.

Year One, Chapter 22.

A couple of weeks had passed since Roger kissed me and we hadn't spoken since that day, from time to time I would see him in the corridors but we never said anything, only waved our hands to say 'hello'.

I was so tired that I couldn't even remember what professor Sprout had said about the Devil's Snare, it was something related to the sun… Does this plant like the sun? Yeah, I think it was that… Or does it hates it?

—I think I better go take a walk before I go crazy… —I whispered to myself. I don't know why I do that sometimes.— Oh! It's been a while since I last saw Hagrid!

Everyone around me looked at me strangely whey they realized I was talking to myself, so I quickly put my books in my bag and left the library.

I calmly walked up to Hagrid's Hut; the weather today was a little warm, so I had put my hair in a high ponytail… Or well, I tried to do it, but a couple of strands of hair were falling next to my face. I was thinking between using my cloak or not because I was definitely sure I was going to melt from the heat, I had never liked the hot weather, but for some reason, I still decided to use the cloak. Big mistake. How does my father like to be wearing black clothes all the time?

I also hadn't spoken to my dad since that day, I was still really angry with him, I wouldn't even talk to him when I was in his office for my detentions, I would only sit in a chair and start to separate or crush whatever ingredient he had decided would be awful enough for me; last week I had to crush cockroaches just because he saw me talking with Fred and George and only made me stop when he saw I was close to puking. I didn't really think he was being serious about not talking to them, but since that day I'm terrified of just simply seeing the twins in the corridors.

I knocked the Hut's door and heard a couple of voices, but I couldn't recognize them, the door opened and behind it, I saw Hagrid, who looked a little worried, but he relaxed as soon as he saw me.

—Ah, Eileen! C'me in, c'me in…

—Hi, Hagrid. —I smiled and walked inside, sitting around the table I saw Harry, Ron and Hermione. When they saw me, Harry and Ron decided to keep looking at the chimney, Hermione only smiled and waved her hand.— Oh, I didn't know you were here.

I felt Hagrid's big hand in my back and he led me to a chair, making me sit next to Hermione. I started pulling the sleeves of the school shirt up to my elbows, the heat in here was unbearable. Why does Hagrid have the chimney on?

—Uhm, Hagrid, why do you have the chimney on? —I said while taking off my cloak.— You do know that outside it's warm, right?

—Can ye keep a secret?

—You know I can, Hagrid.

I saw Ron shaking his head, trying to say to Hagrid not to trust me, but I would never betray him; the only time I did it was when I found out I was going to stay in the castle during Christmas and I told my dad that Hagrid was lying and Draco had never insulted Ron's family, but the next day I came to apologize and explained everything to him and he understood, he wasn't even mad at me. Everyone should be like Hagrid.

I walked up to the chimney, where Hagrid was looking at something underneath a pot, when I had a better look, I noticed it was… An egg?

—Hagrid, is that… An egg? Wait… Is that an egg from a Norwegian Ridgeback? Those are extremely rare!

I sat next to Hermione again, I wanted to keep looking at the egg, but it was extremely hot being so close to it and I had started to sweat. Ew.

—You're right. How did you know that?

—I used to be a little obsessed with dragons when I was seven, so Uncle Lucius took us to the Norwegian Dragon Sanctuary and we saw a lot of Norwegian Ridgebacks, did you know that their fangs are venomous?

—Did you really went there? —Ron asked, it looked like he was trying his best to look like he didn't care and didn't want to talk with me, but because of the sound of his voice, I could notice he was excited.

—Yeah, and we also went to the Sanctuary in Sweden to see the annual broom racing.

—You're kidding! —Ron was smiling now, forgetting he didn't want to talk to me.— Did you get to see any dragons there?

—Not only that, but I also was able to pet one of the babies of the Swedish Short-Snout, it was amazing! The guard didn't want to let us get close at first because they can be quite dangerous, but of course, Uncle Lucius talked to him and got into an agreement with him.

—What are you going to do when it's hatched? —Hermione asked Hagrid.

—Well… I've bin doin' some readin' —Hagrid said, and put a large book on top of the table.— I got this outta the library, it's a bit outta date, but it's all in here. Their mothers breathe on 'em, so that's why I have it in the fire. I'll feed it a bucket o' brandy mixed with chicken blood every half hour when it hatches.

I turned to see Hermione and she looked at me, it looks like we were thinking the same thing

—But, Hagrid, —Hermione said.— You live in a wooden house.

He didn't pay any attention and kept feeding the fire, after a while, we said goodbye and the four of us left the hut. Ron was still very interested in the annual broom race, so the rest of the walk up to the castle, I kept telling him everything about that day.

Who would've thought that a dragon would make us talk to each other again?

During the next days I kept going alone to Hagrid's, just to make sure that everything was all right with the dragon, every day I was getting more and more worried because he was completely excited to finally have a dragon, but every time I asked what he was going to do when it started to grow, he never answered and just kept pouring more tea in my cup.

I was still sitting with Neville during classes and during mealtimes, because, even though Ron and I talked for hours about dragons that day, I still didn't really feel comfortable being with them, and they still hadn't apologized for everything they said!

—Before you leave. —Professor Sprout said while she was grabbing some parchments from her desk.— I'm returning graded your latest assignment. I'm happy that most of you did a great job.

She started walking between the tables handing the papers, trying that they didn't get dirty with… Dirt. I looked at Hermione and noticed that she was really nervous, and looked extremely anxious to leave, does she really thinks she got a bad grade? But then I saw that Harry and Ron were just as anxious as Hermione, why are they so eager to leave? Are they hungry? Because I am definitely hungry.

—Here you go, miss Snape. And no, the Devil's Snare does not like the sun. I'm going to ask you to pay more attention in class or else I'll have to talk to Professor Snape.

I grabbed my work and I made a face when I saw I got a 60 out of 100, that's the lowest score I've gotten in all my classes! I don't even get scores so low in History of Magic.

When Sprout finally let us leave, Harry, Ron and Hermione left running out of the greenhouse, I started walking towards the castle, but when I saw that they were going to Hagrid's Hut, I changed my direction and started walking faster to catch with them.

—Wait! —I yelled, the three of them turned and stood still, when I got close to them I put my hands in my knees, trying to catch my breath.— Why are you three in such a hurry? Did something happened with… You know?

—I knew we should've told you. —Hermione said.— It's about to hatch.

—Oh, that's amazing! Why didn't you tell me? I wouldn't want to miss this!

—And we're all going to miss it if we don't hurry, c'mon!

—Whatever you say, Captain Ronald.

I rolled my eyes and walked behind them, Harry knocked in the door and an extremely happy Hagrid opened the door. We both walked inside quickly and we saw the egg over the table, moving and doing weird noises.

—It's nearly out.

We sat in the chairs and waited until the dragon got out of the egg, I hadn't noticed I was holding in my breath until the egg finally cracked and I sighed loudly.

The baby dragon flopped on the table, its spiny wings were far too big for its small body, same with its long snout, but what seemed funniest to me were his bulging, orange eyes.

—Isn't he beautiful? —Hagrid said while trying to pet it, but the dragon bit him in one of his fingers.

—How long does it take for a Norwegian Ridgeback to grow? —Hermione asked, Hagrid was about to answer her but his face paled and run to the window.— What's wrong?

—Someone was lookin' through the gap in the curtains, a kid, he's runnin' back up ter the school.

I got up from my seat and stood on tiptoe, trying to look outside the window, while Harry opened the door to see.

Despite the distance, there was no doubt.

Draco saw the dragon.