The Guardian

Chapter 62

Lana's PoV

It seemed like EVERYONE was celebrating Gryffindor's win. And as June was approaching the days becomes cloudless and sultry. And anything that everyone felt like doing was walking by the lake, and flopping down on the grass. When exams came near, Hermione was taking like 5 exams at once, Honestly! She's CRAZY! I don't know HOW she does it! I mean if I did that, i'd probably be MORE insane than I ALREADY am! Buckbeak's appeal was set for the 5th, and it was also the day that exams are all done. But they probably already decided, they're bringing an executioner to the appeal. Looks like it's time to take down the Ministry....

Harry's PoV

Lana suddenly broke out into a devious smile...

This is NOT good....

"Lana?" I asked cautiously.

"Mhm?" She responded, figuring out a devious plan in her head.

"Whatcha thinking about?" I asked her nervously.

"How to take down the Ministry." She said simply, "I think I have to take down the Minister first, then pick all the important people, but I'm obviously going to leave Mr. Weasley alone, or would that be to suspicious," She mused," Or should I let everyone know it's me...."

"And be a mass murderer?" I asked.

"What if I just locked them up?" She asked, "Or they could go mysteriously 'missing' Ooh that's a good idea!!"

"Lana, I think people won't be all that happy if you do that," I told her.

She blew a piece of her ebony black hair out of her face, and bit her lip.

"Hmm, you're right" She said

I sighed in relief.

"BUT I COULD threaten them to do what I want!" She said.

"Lana, no," Ron told her slowly, "As much as we don't like what the ministry is doing, threatening and or killing them is not a good way to, uh,"

"It's not a good way to resolve the conflict," Hermione said.

Lana's PoV

Aw, they're finishing each other's sentences!!! Ship ship ship ship ship.....

Okay, ANYWAY after all the exams (That were LONG BORING and took FOREVER by the way) I just took divination, and I was about to pull Hermione and walk out of that room.But I didn't, I just said a useless bunch of shit, and that crazy old bat believed me! We just got news that Buckbeak lost, he's going to be executed. I sat there trying to process it. It was never Buckbeak's fault! It was all that stupid! Blonde haired! Ferret! Hagrid TOLD him not to insult Hippogriffs! He was stupid enough to NOT listen! Oh Look, Harry is looking like he just ran through Hogwarts.

Wait....

He probably did....

OH MY GODS, I THINK PERCY'S SEAWEED BRAIN DISESE IS INFECTING ME OR SOMETHING!!!!!!

Or Maybe....

Maybe when you turn 12, like in the late ages of 12, children of Poseidon just lose their intelligence. Maybe its subtle curse from Athena.....

That's probably it, right?

I wonder why Right is right. I mean why not left be right, and right be left. I mean left deserves a chance to be right, right? Or would right just like to stay right, or is right bullying left to be left, when left should have it's time to shine, I mean righties is more common than righties, right? But is right really right? Why can't left be right? WHY???????? Maybe left is actually right, and right is not right and right has been lying to us, and we're all just confused and in need of a mental hospital.

Ooh! Dinner time!!!!!! YAY!!!! During Dinner, Hermione, Ron, and Harry informed me of their plan. And after dinner, our plan was set into action. LIGHTS CAMERAS AND ACTION!!!!! YAY!!! THEATER!!!!! THEATER!!!! THEATER!!!!! Is it just me or is THEATER really hard to say 13 times fast? Why is it hard to say things fast like that? Why do people even TRY to say things 10 times fast. Why is it even ten times fast? Why not eight? WHY AM I QUESTIONING LIFE RIGHT NOW?????

When we finally got inside Hagrid's cabin, the poor half-giant looked like he was going to burst into tears at any second. His nose was pink, and tears stained his cheeks. His eyes were puffy and red, tears brimming at the edges. His hands were shaking, and he was trying his best not to break down in front of us. Sweat was condensed on his forehead, and he wrapped his brow was a large arm. The poor guy, he didn't do anything wrong, and Buckbeak didn't do anything wrong.

HOLY HERA!!!! WHAT IN THE NAME OF HADES PINK FUZZY SOCKS?????? HE'S ALIVE!!!!!!!!! IT'S THE CIRRRRRCLE!!!!! THE CIRCLE OF LIIIIIIIIIIIIIFE!!!!!

Scabber-grew......

WHAT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO CALL THE GUY!!!! SCABBERS OR PETTIGREW!!!!! IT JUST POPPED OUT!!!!! I SWEAR ON BLUE COOKIES!!!!!

Mmm, blue cookies.....

Harry grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the wooden hut. We started up towards the castle, the silence was deafening. It's funny how a death is just on the horizon. How the sky is light up with all those beautiful colors, but an innocent animal was about to be killed. How a swipe of an axe, how a death could be brought in an instant. It's too early. It's way too early for Buckbeack to die.

A squeak rung in my ears, and I saw Scabber-grew flailing in Ron's hands. His beady black eyes were beady and wild as it flailed even more.

And then, I heard a loud swish, and the unmistakable thud of an axe.