Chapter 11: Care For Magical Creatures!

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Time for Hagrids Class.

Start of recap...

"The Grin? What's the Grin?" seamus, Y/N grins only seamus.

"Not the grin, you idiot. The Grim." snarks parvati

"But what does it mean, Professor?" Dean asks

"'The Grim...'" starts lavender
We  All turn, see Lavender bent over her textbook.

"'Taking the form of a giant
spectral dog, it is among the
darkest omens in our world. It is
an omen... of death.'"
She said

Harry peers into his cup. The tea leaves shift. The dog disappears. And a new image emerges slowly... Sirius Black

End of recap...

Y/N Pov

It's just after lunch we now have Care for magical creatures

we make are way from the bridge, and make our way toward Hagrid's hut.

The Whomping Willow looms in the distance. I walk behind The trio skipping from rock to rock.

"Death omens. Honestly. If you
ask me, Divination's a very wooly
discipline. Now Ancient Runes.
That's a fascinating subject." said Hermione she wasn't happy with Divination like me.

"Ancient Runes? Exactly how many
classes are you taking this term?" asked Ron

"A fair few." says Hermione turning her back on Ron

"Hang on. Ancient Runes is the
same time as Divination. You'd
have to be in two classes at once." Says Ron, I snort quietly

"Don't be silly. How could anyone
be in two classes at once?" Hermione dismisses his thought

we then both mimick Trelawney

"Broaden your minds..." we mimick
And end up making us all laugh.

Time skip...

The Students all gather around Hagrid as me, Harry, Ron and Hermione arrive. Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle stand with the Slytherins.

"C'mon now, get a move on! Got a
real treat for yeh. Great lesson
comin' up. Follow me." Says Hagrid

Hagrid leads us toward a small paddock just this side
of the Forbidden Forest.

In the paddock, a freestanding
Iron rack hangs with dead ferrets with Flies.Nearby is a pumpkin patch.

" Gather 'round. Find yerself a spot.
That's it. Now, firs' thing yeh'll
want ter do is open yer books --" says Hagrid

"And exactly how do we do that?" Sasses Draco.

Hagrid looks. Belts, rope, Spellotape: any means available have been employed to bridle The Monster Book of Monsters, which quiver violently.

"Crikey. Didn' yeh know? All yeh've
got ter do is stroke 'em. Look --"
Hagrid takes Hermione's copy, SNAPS the Spellotape binding it.

As it begins to bite, Hagrid calmly runs a forefinger down the book's spine and it shivers and Falls quietly open.

Hagrid glances at the class, looking suddenly unsure." cool" I whisper as I try and open my book.

Hagrid then gives Mione back her book, Mione holds it unsure.

"Righ' then. So... so... yeh've
got yer books, an' now yeh need
the Magical Creatures. Right.
So... I'll... I'll go an' get 'em."
Hagrid turns, disappears into the trees.

Draco shakes his head, speaks loudly to Crabbe and Goyle.

"God, this place is going to the
dogs. Wait until my father hears
Dumbledore's got this oaf teaching
classes" said Draco

Malfoy steps back, points behind harry.

"Potter, there's a Dementor behind
you." whimpers out Draco Harry jumps, wheels in fear, finds... nothing.

Instantly
the Slytherins make an eerie ooh sound, then break up laughing. Harry reddens, embarrassed, then...

Buckbeak emerges from the trees. It
has the torso, hind legs, and tail of a horse, but the front legs, wings and head of a giant eagle.

The students step back in fear, then Hagrid appears, shooing
the beast on.

"Beau'iful, isn' he?" said Hagrid smiling

There seems no consensus on this, but the students stare
in wary wonder nonetheless. As Hagrid coaxes the beast
to the center of the paddock, Ron stares uneasily.

"Hagrid. Exactly what is that?" asked Ron,

"A Hippogriff, o' course. Now,
firs' thing yeh gotta know is
they're proud. Easily offended,
Hippogriffs are. Don't never
insult one, 'cause it migh' be
the las' thing yeh do. Right
then -- who wants ter come an'
say hello?" say Hagrid clapping his hands.

The entire class STEPS BACK, leaving Harry in front. I was about to step forward but my collar was grabbed by Hermione.

I huff and cross my arms.

" Good man, Harry!"

" sorry harry" I say motioning to the tight grip Mione has on my arm.

Harry looks around, then --reluctantly-- approaches.

"Tha's it. Easy now... stop! This
here's Buckbeak, Harry. Yeh want
ter let 'im make the firs' move.
It's polite, see? Jus' take step
forward, give 'im a bow, and if
Buckbeak bows back, yeh're allowed
ter touch him. Ready?" instructs Hagrid.

Unsure, Harry nods anyway. Steps forward. And... bows.

Buckbeak's head cocks, eagle eyes studying Harry cannily.
Harry waits. And waits...

" Back off, Harry! Back off!" yells Hagrid

Harry starts to step back, when... Buckbeak ducks his beak. Hagrid sighs, relieved.

To be continued...

I completely forgot how much I love writing this hope you like it!

Word count : 821

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