I looked at them like they were crazy. I didn't know what to say, at first I thought it was a joke, then saw the look in Dumbledore eyes and thought better of blurting out my thoughts.
"It's the only way to keep you safe," A short man said with a high squeaky voice.
I furred my eyebrows. "Umm... ok," I said. It sounded like a question.
"Your classes start Monday, and Professor MgGonagall will escort you to the Griffondore common room, where Harry, Ron, and Hermione are." Dumbledore said.
I nodded and hoped off the bed wondering what I just agreed to. I followed Professor MgGonagall to the common room. We walked through the stairways without saying a word. I did notice though that the pictures move, but didn't want to ask because I didn't want to sound dumb.
We got to a portrait of a fat lady in pink sitting on a gold chair. "Password," she asked with a deep heavy voice.
"Chappage Portonas," said MgGonagall.
She bowed her head and the portrait swung open.
I was in awe. She urssered me in and said, "Here it is you will go up to the girl dormitory," and with that she was gone on the other side of the picture.
I walked ahead and saw there was couches and tables and other people talking or studying.
"max," said Hermione to my right.
I looked toward her. Then went to join her. She was sitting with harry and Ron by the window.
"We were hoping you would come." She said.
I nodded. And sat down facing the window.
"So…" said harry, "are you going to be going her?"
"Yes," I said.
"Cool," said Ron. "I wonder if you will be with us or the first years?"
"Well Ron if you read then you would know that Avian Americans supposedly have powers beyond belief. But they said, it was a myth and Avian Americans don't really exist, only on stories."
Ron looked at her. "You read to much,"
"You read to little," she shot back.
"Well-," Ron started to say but Harry cut them off.
"If you don't stop them at the beginning then they'll bicker all night, then hate each other in the morning."
I smiled, but then something flying across the window caught my eye. It was too large for a bird. I jumped up and thought. It couldn't have been, no way. I looked out the window and saw a figure sitting on the roof about 50 yards away.
I tried to open the window, but it wouldn't budge. "Can you open this?" I asked Ron.
He nodded and pulled out his wand and said something and the window opened. "Why do you need it opened?" asked Harry.
"Because I do," I said looking at the figure on the roof. "Fang," I whispered yelled.
The figure looked around. Yep it was Fang. "Over here," I yelled louder.
Fang looked at me and flew over. I sat on the window sell and waited. He stopped dead when he saw Harry Ron and Hermione.
"It's okay, there friends, but what are you doing here, I thought you would come earlier when I was attacked by erasers, not fly boys but real live people now."
He still stayed were he was.
"Harry Ron Hermione, this is Fang, Fang, Harry Ron and Hermione."
He didn't even nod. I sighed. I winced. A headache came, but it wasn't bad. I looked over my shoulder to see no one except us in the common room.
I put my hand on my forehead and winced.
"Max, is it a head ache?" He asked worried.
"Not, bad," I mumbled. But I was really wrong when a huge one came and I lost my balance on the window sell and fell to the gound