Amelia Potter and the Chamber of Secrets PART 1

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After a few more minutes the creaking halted to a stop. Everyone held their breath as the egg wiggled and bits of shell broke off. A small green dragon with its butt up in the air and its head still sucking in the bottom half of the as it rolled out of the egg and into the cage.

The baby dragon which Amelia identified as a common garden dragon yawned and spread out its thin clawed wings that were too big for its body. It was a shining shamrock green with a cream-yellow tummy and small bronze freckles covering his body. Small spicks trailed down the dragon's back, and two horns on its head. With a stumble, it stood and walked out of the cage head held high.

'Hello,' Amelia spoke softly. To her and the dragon, it sounded like English, but to the others, Amelia had just spoken pure childish gibberish which sounded like the words howdeedoodeethere strung together.

'My name is Amelia,' Mi calda is amelia. The small dragon looked up at Amelia with wide eyes.

'Me na ava un calda,' I do not have a name. Said the small dragon in his own language. Harry jumped backward. Did that dragon just talk?!

'Me may fix that,' spoke Amelia. She looked at the small dragon. He had huge wings and big soulful eyes that gleamed with mischief. The dragon yawned once more, and Amelia could clearly see the one very sharp tooth that stuck out through the top gums on the right side of his mouth.

'Do you com the calda Sharptooth?' Do you like the name Sharptooh asked Amelia? The small dragon now named Sharptooth gave a nod and did a small loft to loop a few inches above the table.

'It's settled then! Harry, Minone, Ron, Hagrid, this is Sharptooh!' Sharptooh beamed with pride happily showing off his gummy smile and oversized wings.