The rest of lunch was strained. No one really wanted to talk to me, except a few Slytherins who kept glancing at me across the hall. The classes after lunch were also horrid. No one in my own house would talk to me and the other classes we had with other houses were just as bad. Apparently, one of the Slytherin girls said something to one of the twins, some insult or something, now everyone seemed to hate the Slytherins and their friends, including me.

"Honestly, Hera, I don't see how you can keep sticking up for them," Erin exclaimed as she glared at me and Locke in the common room after class.

"I don't see why you are so against them," I retorted throwing Locke a piece of chocolate frog.

"You know as well as I do both Weasly's are pure bloods!" I took my time answering. No one knew for sure the twins heritage, except maybe their father.

"They're your friends Hera. You aren't even standing up for them."

"Erin, stay out of my business," I stated leaving the common room with Locke still curled around my neck.

"What's that?" I heard from behind me. I spun around and found myself face to face with Jeanine.

"What are you talking about?" I asked wrinkling my freckled nose.

"That thing around your neck." I froze and reached up realizing for the first time that Locke was still curled around my neck.

"It's a um scarf."

"It's a dragon isn't it?"

"NO, of course no!" I could feel my ears turning red as a loud crowd gathered around us.

"Hey, everybody, Potter's got an illegal pet!" Jeanine shouted causing Locke to wake up.

"Please hold still," I begged him in a whisper, but Locke didn't want to listen. He raised his little head causing several people in the crowd to gasp.

"What is going on out here?" My heart sank when I heard his voice.

"Headmaster Potter! Hera's got an illegal dragon!" Jeanine shouted as the crowd stepped back to reveal me trying to calm Locke. All the noise had scared him.

"Miss Potter, my office now," he ordered as I looked at the floor. I didnt' care about the punishment, but he'd take Locke away. Almost as if he understood Locke cooed in my ear as we followed Professor Potter. "Daystar," he said when we reached the gargoyle. The door slammed behind us the minute. "Hera, please sit down." I glared but sat down on the floor. Professor Potter said nothing as he sat down at his desk.

"Your head of house will be here shortly." As Professor Potter finished that statement, my head of house walked in.

"What's the little trouble maker done now?"

"Apparently she's been keeping a pet dragon in the dorm," Professor Potter said. I rolled my eyes as Locke watched Professor Potter growling slightly.

"I see. What does Hera have to say in her defense?"

"Professor, I can't get rid of him. I raised him from a baby!"

"Hmm, where is this dragon?"

"This is Locke," I said gently uncurling Locke from around my neck. Both Professor Potter and Professor Munroe looked at Locke who cooed at Professor Munroe.

"Are you sure this is a dragon?" she asked looking at the Head Master.

"That's what the other students called it, but I've never seen one so tiny. I'll have to consult an expert as what this creature really is."

"Does that mean I can keep him?" I asked looking up at Professor Potter.

"I'm not sure."

"Why don't you explain how you came to aquire such a strange creature?" Professor Munroe asked. I looked at her. She still had grass in her hair from one of her lessons and was studying Locke quizically.

"I found an egg in the back yard. I didn't think it was a dragon. It was about the size of a chicken egg."

"Who's backyard was this?" Professor Potter interrupted.

"I don't see why that's important."

"Hera, just tell us. Was it your grand parents'?"

"No, it was when we were in America investigating something. I was just climbing trees, when I fell and found the egg."

"Did you see the house?"

"Not really, but I could tell it was huge, maybe a bit bigger than Malfoy Manor."

"Fasinating," Professor Munroe muttered running a finger over Locke's dark plum head. Locke cooed and moved his head against her finger.

"He likes you," I stated as Professor Potter just stared at Professor Munroe.

"Hera, why don't you go on back to the dorm."

"Can I take Locke with me?" Professor Munroe glanced at Professor Potter who sighed and nodded.

"Alright. You can keep him until we hear back from Charlie."

"Thank you," I whispered as Locke nodded his head flying after me as we left Professor Potter's office.