Ginny let out a low moan at how this must be some sort of punishment for not going into Gryffindor like her mother wanted. The dragon pulled back momentarily to eye the terrified girl before nudging her hands with its head, making an odd rumbling sound. Ginny couldn’t understand what was happening, the thing kept headbutting her, apparently in search of something to do with her hands.  "What does it want?’ Carefully, she began to scratch her fingers along the scaly hide which only served to make the rumbling sound louder. "A friendly dragon? Charlie’s never mentioned this trait before. Who would even be able to own a dragon?’