Yesterday, me and Hermione got together. Today, we're going to Hagrid's hut to see him before the ruthless murder of an innocent animal. Fuck, I sound like a hippie right now. I'm taking Hermione out for burgers when we get back home.
"I can't believe they're going to kill Buckbeak! It's too horrible." Hermione says, squeezing my hand.
"It just got worse." Harry mutters. We look up to see a familiar platinum blonde and his insufferable posse.
"Did you see the big, fat blubbering oaf?! Oh, this is going to be rich. Did I tell you, Father said I can keep the head --" He looks up and sees us. "Ah. Come to see the show?"
"You foul, loathsome, evil, little cockroach!" Hermione draws her wand and aims it at Malfoy's throat. The blonde cowers against the rock, about ready to piss himself.
I put my hand on top of hers and lower it. "This piece of shit isn't worth it." She starts to walk away and Draco starts laughing, so she swings around and snuffs him square in the face so hard that the bastard bounces his head off the rock behind him. He and his buddies promptly flee the scene.
"That felt good." She says, the cutest smile spreading across her face.
I hug her across the shoulders from behind and put a kiss on the side of her head. "I don't know how, but I think I just fell more in love with you."
We continue making our way down to Hagrid's shack. He lets us in and watches Buckbeak through the window. "Look at 'im. Loves the smell o' the trees when the wind blows..."
"I say we set him free." Harry says,
Hagrid shakes his head, "They'd know I did i'. An' tha' would only get Dumbledore in trouble. Gonna come down, yeh know. Says he wants ter be with me when i'... when i' happens. Great man, Dumbledore."
"We'll stay with you too, Hagrid." Hermione says, taking my hand.
"Yeh will not! Think I wan' yeh seein' a thing like this?! No. Yeh'll drink yer tea an' be off. But before yeh do -- Ron..." Hagrid lumbers over to a tin container and pulls out a rat -- Scabbers. Hermione's face quickly shifts to anger as she stands up. I take another sip of tea that tastes more like a sock than tea.
"Scabbers! You're alive!" Ron exclaims, taking the rat.
"You ought to keep a closer eye on your pets, Ron." Hagrid warns.
"I think you owe someone an apology." Hermione says.
"Right. Next time I see Crookshanks, I'll let him know."
"I meant me!" Suddenly a piece of pottery breaks. I stand up quickly ready to track another one as Harry gets pelted in the back of the head. Hermione looks at a rock in a jagged star shape. As she does so, me and Harry approach the window. We see something that forms a pit of dread in my stomach.
"Guys." Harry calls. The others approach the window and see the same; the arriving party of Dumbledore, Fudge and the executioner. Hagrid starts panicking.
"Yeh got to go! It's almost dark. Anyone sees yeh outside the castle it'll be trouble! Big trouble! 'Specially you, Harry -- go out through the back."
Harry looks over us before speaking softly, "Come on." We rush out of the back and make it up the hill with little interruption, although Hermione did see something in the woods, now we're on a hill. We look back, unable to see the Executioner but hearing a sickly chop fill the air. Hermione buries her face in my shoulder, shuddering and I rub her back and head in an attempt to comfort her as she starts to cry. Ron gasps in pain, shocking her away from the tears.
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Unique (Hermione x M! OC)
Fanfiction(Based on the movies, set in 2001) A boy from New York born into privilege and gifted with intelligence comes to London for supplies and to go to Hogwarts, expecting to be intellectually challenged in a way America could never manage. Fairly soon in...
