I think I'm coming back! Just bare in mind that I should be doing college scholarships right now… eh I'll start tomorrow.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything

It was no time at all before the entire golden trio was healthy again and attending classes. They were making their way in and out of castle at their hearts content. It was a good thing too because Hagrid's "little" dragon was growing rapidly. It seemed like every night at least one of the trio was down at his hut. Mostly Harry and Ron went to help Hagrid and Hermione stayed to distract Minerva. See in order to fend off Minerva's growing curiosity they told her Hagrid was sick, which was easily believable, and that they were helping him by doing his game keeping duties, which they sometimes did. And Minerva didn't really think Hermione could do the type of work Hagrid did, so most of the time Hermione kept Minerva distracted if they came in late. However they soon realized it wasn't coming in late that would tip Minerva off, but the various burn marks on their clothes. After a couple days of obsessively hiding their clothes, Hermione checked out a book on household spells from the library and patched their clothes up very quickly.

"He must realize that he's not going to be able to keep that dragon." Hermione said one day. They were sitting in their bedroom, with Hermione sitting on Harry's bed checking his clothes for scorch marks.

"I don't think he does Hermione. I think that he'd be content to let his house burn down before he gives up Norbert." Harry said sitting on the other side of the bed. Ron looked up lazily from his comic to look at them from his bed.

"There has to be some where Hagrid can take Norbert without getting into any trouble." Hermione said worried.

"Not unless there was a way to get him over seas." Ron said. "They have lots of dragon's over seas." Harry snapped his head towards Ron.

"Charlie." Ron looked at him confused.

"No I'm Ron remember." Hermione burst out laughing.

"Sorry." she mumbled still holding in laughter.

"No your brother Charlie works with dragon's right? Could he take Norbert away? Hagrid can't refuse to give Norbert to Charlie." Ron grinned.

"I bet he would. Hold on, I'll start writing him a letter." He took a piece parchment from Hermione and started writing for a couple minutes. "There! Done, should we go send it of now?"

"We might as well." Hermione said standing up and stretching. She had finished with Harry's clothes a couple minutes ago."we have the time, our homework is all done."

"Yeah, let's go. It'll give Hedwig something to do, and the sooner we can get rid of Norbert the better." Harry said as they made their way out of the room. Minerva looked up at them when they entered, and smiled at them.

"Where are you three headed?" She asked.

"I'm going to go send a letter." Ron said.

"I'm going to let him borrow Hedwig." Harry said.

"I'm just going." Hermione finished giving Minerva a smile.

"A simple I'm going to send a letter would have been fine." She said before waving them off. Minerva smiled as they left. They had all gotten closer since their impromptu sleepover. She felt like she understood them all better now, and though sometimes she had problems trying to give them all the same amount of attention, she didn't think she would change this for anything. She was actually really hoping that they never fixed the Gryffindor common room. She smiled and went back to grading her papers.

"I hate homework." Harry moaned. He and Hermione were doing their homework which was spread out on tables in Minerva's common room. She had a meeting that night so they could use the whole table and Hermione was even sitting in Minerva's special chair. Harry regretted saying he hated homework right after he said it, because Hermione gave him such a look reminiscent of Minerva that he was slightly scared.

"They give it to us to help us learn Harry."

"Gee, thanks for the lecture mini Minerva." He said sarcastically. Hermione actually looked quite pleased. Ron came in stumbling loudly.

"That stupid thing! It bit me, the stupid dragon bit me!" He showed them his bloody hand. "The sooner that thing is gone the better." He told them walking into the kitchen to clean the wound. Hermione flinched when she saw it.

"You may have to go to the hospital wing Ron. That looks nasty." She told him.

"And say what, a dragon bit me? Some how I don't think that would go over well."

"Well hold on, I may have some muggle antibiotic cream in my trunk." She quickly ran into the bedroom.

"But that's not the big news!" Ron told Harry.

"What do you mean?"

"Malfoy, he saw me coming back from Hagrid's. I was cursing because of my hand, and I didn't see him till he ran off back towards the dungeons. Now he knows about the dragon!"

"Okay calm down, he just saw you cut your hand. We can say you were helping Hagrid and something came out and bit you from the forest. You're not sure what. That you can go to the hospital wing if you have to."

"Oh yeah, I didn't think of that." he accepted the cream from Hermione who came back in.

"What should we do?" Hermione asked. Then suddenly they heard a tap, tap from the window. Hedwig was pecking at the window.

"She must have Charlie's answer." Hermione said going to open the window. Hedwig flew in to Ron and proudly stuck her leg out to him. He quickly took it off with his good hand and read aloud.

Dear, Ron

How are you? Thanks for the letter - I'd be glad to take the Norwegian Ridgeback, but it won't be easy getting him here. I think the best thing will be to send him with some friends of mine who are coming to visit me next week. Trouble is they mustn't be seen carrying an illegal dragon.

Could you get the Ridgeback up to the tallest tower at midnight on Saturday? They can meet you there and take him away while it's still dark.

Send an answer as soon as possible.

Love,

Charlie

"Great this is perfect!" Hermione said grabbing a blank piece of parchment from her homework pile."Here Ron write him back right now!"

"Okay" He said taking the parchment from Hermione.

"This is perfect." Harry said grinning like a fool. "We have the invisibility cloak. That should cover two of us and Norbert in a crate"

"Good." Ron mumbled. "I don't want to see that stupid dragon again." He handed Hedwig the letter and she quickly flew away. They continued to work on homework when Minerva finally came back in from her meeting.

"Good evening every one." she said dropping her bag. Then she noticed Hermione, who grinned at her. "Get out of my chair young lady."

"But it's comfy." Hermione said smiling. Minerva went to pull her out of the chair laughing. Harry and Ron watched amused as Hermione fought back but ended up with over Minerva shoulder. Harry and Ron were roaring with laughter as they saw Hermione dumped onto the couch. Minerva regained her chair and smirked.

"What happened?" She asked noticing Ron's hand was wrapped. He grimaced but unwrapped it and showed her. She gasped loudly.

"When I was helping Hagrid and something came out of the forest and stung or bit me. I didn't see what it was." He said sticking to the lie they had come up with. Minerva sent him straight to the hospital wing and quickly forbid Harry and Hermione from helping Hagrid out again. When they went to visit Ron a couple days later and saw that his hand had swollen to twice it's normal size.

"I don't know what bit him Minerva." Madam Pomfrey said when they were visiting. "I've rarely seen anything like this."

"Well, have you treated it?"

"I've found out how to stop it and I can reduce it but it'll take a couple of days." At her words the trio started whispering furiously.

"That means you'll have to go in my place tomorrow Hermione." Ron whispered.

"Alright." she said nodding. "I can do it."

"Yeah you can, but I hate being in here. You know what Malfoy did? He came in and told Madam Pomfrey that he needed to borrow one of my books just so that he could come have a good laugh at me. He keeps threatening that he knows what really bit me. I never should have hit him at the Quidditch match." He scowled.

"Don't worry Ron it'll all be over at midnight tomorrow" she reasurred him.

"Yeah tomorrow at midni…oh no!" He looked really scared.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Charlie's letter was in the book that Malfoy took." He said clearly freaking out. Harry and Hermione couldn't answer though as Madam Pomfrey came over and said Ron needed to sleep. Minerva quickly took them away.

"What should we do?" Hermione whispered.

"Continue on as planned, it's to late to change the plans."

And so the next night they quickly planned their escape. They both went to bed early around nine. Then once they were sure Minerva had gone to bed they snuck out under the invisibility cloak. They slowly made their way meticulously down to Hagrids without any problems. He had already packed up Norbert and was crying heavily into a table cloth.

"I've packed 'is teddy with 'im. So that 'e 'as something to member me by." If the growls from inside the crate we're anything to go by, teddy was gone. Throwing the cloak over them they slowly and painstakingly worked their way up to the tower. Harry had no idea how they managed to make it this far carrying the crate. He could tell Hermione was almost ready to give out, and then suddenly something moved ahead of them. They quickly shuffled into the shadows forgetting momentarily that they were invisible. Harry heard Hermione squeak as Minerva came into view pulling Malfoy by the ear. They had forgotten it was her night to patrol.

"Detention!" she shouted. "And twenty points from Slytherin! Wandering around in the middle of the night. How dare you!"

"You don't understand Professor. It's Potter he's got a dragon!"

"What utter rubbish! In case you don't know Mr. Malfoy. Potter is staying in my quarters; I think I'd know if he was hiding a dragon in his room." And then she dragged him away. With a new burst of energy, they quickly made their way up to the top of the tower. Once they got there, Hermione threw off the cloak.

"Malfoy got detention! I could sing!"

"Don't. Lets just hope they get here soon because we've only got till one before Minerva finishes her rounds." Charlie's friends didn't keep them waiting long. They were very cheery; they made it seem as if suspending a dragon in between four brooms was a common everyday thing. Soon after they thanked Harry and Hermione and soon they were going, going, gone.

They made their way back down the huge staircase with happy hearts. Malfoy had detention, the dragon was gone, what could ruin such a perfect night.

"Oh dear they are in trouble." Flich was standing at the bottom of the steps. They had left the cloak on top of the astronomy tower. Harry glanced at Hermione saw her terrified face. As Flich walked them down back to Minerva's study on the first floor, Hermione was trembling now, and Harry couldn't blame her, he kept trying to think of an excuse, anything that could get them out of this, but each excuse was worse then the last. When they entered the study they found Minerva staring at them in shock and then it quickly changed to anger.

"I can't believe this." She said softly. Flich recognizing the tone of voice quickly left them there. "Why were you up in the astronomy tower at 1 o'clock in the morning?" Hermione just stared at her feet. Harry had never heard her this mad before. "What were you thinking?"

"That we wanted to see the stars." Harry said weakly.

"Don't lie to me Mr. Potter." Harry gulped. "I think I know what's going on, you feed Mr. Malfoy the story that you had a dragon in the astronomy tower and then you went to go see me catch him. Well I already have, but that doesn't matter because not only are two Gryffindors out of bed, but the two that are staying in my quarters are roaming the halls at night. I'm disgusted. I expected better from you two." That one cut deep. Hermione mumbled something incoherent and was now crying. "You will both be serving detention with me and fifty points from Gryffindor."

"Fifty!" Harry said shocked.

"Each." She held open the door to her quarters. "Get in and go to bed now. We will talk more in the morning." They shuffled in slowly and ran into the bedroom without looking at Minerva. "Good night" she told them harshly. Harry mumbled something incoherent and Hermione just ignored her. The last thing Harry thought was how bad he felt and he fell asleep listening to Hermione cry herself to sleep.

I'm not to happy with this but I love this scene in the book. I hope dearly that you all like it.