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I paused outside the door. I could still hear them talking, but I could only make out a few of the words. From what I could hear, Professor Munroe was behind me on keeping Locke, saying he wasn't actually a dragon but a type of lizard. A type of lizard found only in North America which wasn't dangerous. Professor Potter didn't seem to agree with her, but he didn't know what to with Locke until they heard the final decision from Charlie.

"Please let me keep you," I whispered to Locke who only curled up and went to sleep in my arms. We made our way back to the dorm without any problems. No one talked to me in the halls. They were pretty much deserted anyway. Everyone was at class or in their dorms.

"You got caught didn't you?" Erin asked the minute I stepped into the dorm.

"Caught?"

"The dragon. They know you have it."

"So?"

"Are they expelling you?"

"No."

"They're at least going to take that thing away right?" I just ignored her as I gently put Locke on my bed. I sat down next to him thinking. Professor Potter was writing to Uncle Charlie. If he agreed with him then Locke was gone, forever, but what if Professor Munroe was right? They let us have toads, why would a lizard be any different?

I didn't leave my bed the rest of that day. Instead I just stared at Locke. I didn't go to Herbology with the Hufflepuffs or even get up when it was dinner time. They couldn't take Locke away, I wouldn't let them.

"Hera? Are you in here?" I didn't look up.

"Hera, you can't keep this up. Look come to dinner." I stroked Locke as he purred softly. This was the first time since lunch that anyone in my own house had seemed to even care about me.

"Hera, c'mon. I found something out about Locke that might help you get to keep him." I looked up then moved the curtains. Lizzie was sitting next to the bed.

"You found something?"

"Sort of. I read every dragon book in the library and nowhere could I find a reference to Locke. Hera, I don't think he's a real dragon, or if he is, he's super rare." Locke looked at Lizzie then purred again. I studied Locke, he still looked like a minarature dragon, even though both Lizzie and Professor Munroe were convinced he wasn't.

"Did you look up North American dragon breeds?"

"Yup, nothing. There's not many breeds left alive in that part of the world.

"Then what is he?"

"I don't know. Did Professor Potter write Uncle Charlie?"

"Yeah, hey why are you talking to me? I thought everyone hated me."

"You're family I could never actually hate you, and besides the twins might be halfsies, no one really knows anyway." I laughed a little causing Locke to startle and breathe a little smoke from his nose.

"Maybe he's a fire breathing lizard," Lizze suggested wrinkling her freckled nose.

"Maybe. Professer Munroe didn't seem too shocked, more like interested, when she first saw him. Like she'd seen something like this before."

"Strange, but she is from North America. C'mon, you need to eat, here," Lizze said handing me some food she'd probably gotten from the house elves. I knew the twins had nicked it, they were good at that.

"But."

"Don't worry, the twins don't hate you either, a little embarrassed, but hey they stole the food for us."