I groaned, before turning over. Then my head flooded with images from my dream and I sat up, and saw a large coat on top of me, "Okay... maybe it wasn't a dream" I looked around the room and saw Hagrid sleeping.
"Morning" I yelped and fell off of the couch and looked around, "Who is that?!" I whispered, trying not to wake Hagrid.
"It's me" I saw Midnight stare at me, blinking, "You can't talk" I scoffed.
"I can, to you" I eyed Midnight in shock, "W-what, but, how?!"
"Your parent's" "My parent's didn't even know magic existed" I stared at him in confusion.
He shake's his tiny black head, "Your real parent's"
"They are my real parent's"
"No, no they weren't"
"Okay then, who are my real parent's?" I asked my little dragon.
"Eliza and Johnathon Stone"
"Okay, then where are they?"
"They are dead"
Before I could say anything, something tapped on the window. I stood and walked over, see an owl. I opened the window and it dropped a newspaper on me. It flew over to Hagrid's coat and pecked at the pocket's.
"What are you doing?" I asked the owl.
"I need to be paid, miss" I stumbled back in shock, and it turned and looked at me with wider eyes, "You can understand me, miss?"
"Uh... yeah... can normal witches and wizard's understand animals, to?"
"No, not at all" the owl fly's over to me and sit on my shoulder, "It is an honor meeting you, Miss Stone" she dips her head.
"Same with you" I breathed out, right. I'm a witch, that can talk to animals. I am so going to the insane asylum.
"Miss, would you be able to pay me? For the Daily Prophet that I have delivered to Mr. Hagrid?"
"Of course" "Look in his coat pocket's, get the Knuts, five of those should do it" Midnight lazily laid down and stared at me, slowly blinking.
"Knuts?" "I forgot you were raised by muggles, the little brown coins" I went through Hagrid's pocket's, a ball of string, some mint's, seed's, a stamp, a small note book, and a pouch. I pulled the pouch out and found five little brown coins, then looked at the owl.
"Now what?" "Put them in this pouch on my little foot, miss" I loosely pulled the pouch open and put the five Knuts in it, then closed the pouch up, "Like that?"
"Yes miss. I must be off now, maybe was can meet again, miss?" "Of course, I would like that..." "My name is Gloria, miss. Good-bye miss, I must go now" and with that, she flew out of the window.
I then turned to Midnight, "Explain"
"Your family blood line has many twist's and turn's, good and bad. You are from two main family's, your mother's family is a bad blood line. It mainly had dark wizards and witches, but there was good one's too. Your father's was a family with only on dark wizard, but the rest were all good. Your father's family was the Stones, a powerful family, a old blood line.
Your father's blood line had numerous power's, extremely rare, and only a few witches and wizards in history has been found. But your father's blood line has only allowed the power of talking to animals out to the public, i'm not sure what other power's you have, but you can talk to animals. To fish, to bird's, to dragons, to fly's if you must get technical.
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