Chapter 15 It's Opened, But By Who?
I woke up the next morning with my scar burning. I winced and changed quickly before meeting outside with Ron, Hermione, and Harry. I clutched a palm to my head and realized Harry was doing the same.
"Is yours bothering you too?" I ask.
Harry just nods. "I don't know why though."
"It's happened before though." Hermione chipped in.
"Not like this." I mutter.
Harry suddenly stops and stares at Hagrid. "Wait. I just realized something. Who would be the one person who wants a dragon? Hagrid who carries them in his pocket- oh it's so obvious!"
"What?!" I exclaim. But he ignores me and races to Hagrid.
"Hagrid what did the man who sold you the egg look like?" Harry asks slightly out of breath.
"Well I don't know. Didn't really look at him." Hagrid responds.
"Yes but he must've been odd though. What did you talk about? Did you talk?"
"Well yeah he asked me about the pets I watch over and I told him about Fluffy."
"Was he interested?"
"Well of course! Who wouldn't be interested in a three headed dog!"
"I can think of a few." I say with a smirk.
"I also told him about the animals tricks, like how Fluffy falls fast asleep as soon as I play music."
We all look at each other with terrified expressions as Hagrid frowns.
"I shouldn't have told you that."
But we were already running to see Professor McGonagall.