Sunday, November 11, 2007
Continue story (I copy and paste from internet) - Chapter 17 - 'DESTROYED IN LOVE'
CHAPTER 17
“Buckbeak!” Harry shouted, running towards the half bird, half horse type of creature. The so called Buckbeak was actually a hippogriff, once saved by the trio. Tears came to Harry’s eyes, as he examined the great beast that saved his godfather numerous times throughout his life. He wondered whether the hippogriff knew Sirius went off to a better place. Buckbeak glanced at Harry with great intensity, searching deep into his eyes. The boy blinked several times startled at the behavior.
The trio spent a good hour with Hagrid, helping him with his pumpkin patch. Hermione laughed out loud, pointing at Ron. He was carving a face into a pumpkin with a butcher knife while Harry was feeding dead rats to the hippogriff. Hagrid watched merrily enjoying the company of them. “Yall should be headin back in right bout now.” Hagrid boomed out loud. “About ta git dark.” The three of them nodded agreeing with him, hunger bubbling inside of them.
“Mate that was the best dinner I had since I left the burrow.” Ron announced happily, his stomach full. Harry agreed silently to tire to say anything. All the friends had stuffed their mouths when they got back. None had eaten any of the rock cakes Hagrid had specially made for them.
Together they headed out grabbing their books, about to go to Charms class. “Hello there.” Luna and Natalie said in perfect unison. Ron blushed, while Harry gave him a hard look. Only Hermione replied back smoothly. “Hello you two, what have you been up too?” before Luna could respond, they were rudely interrupted by a pack of Slytherins.
“Oi Mudblood? Mudblood?” they said. Hermione didn’t turn back fear in her eyes. Natalie narrowed her eyes suspiciously. One Slytherin grew angry, that Granger was ignoring them.
“Oi! We were calling you! Going deaf, are you Mudblood?” he sneered. Harry, Ron, and Luna wiped out their wands, ready to aim fire. But someone beat them to it.
“Excuse me? What did you just call her?” Natalie said, eyes dancing with fire. The Slytherin gulped, and then regained his composure. “I called her what she is, and that’s a filthy mudblood.” He said boldly, his gang of Slytherins agreeing with him. “And you’re just a scum, but you don’t hear us saying that!”
Ron said.
“Oh shut up Ron, you’re not helping.” Hermione said, finally speaking up.
“Mudblood? Mudblood? Do you know who she is…? She is…mhmhmm.” Hermione grabbed Natalie, putting her hand over her mouth. “Uhm, yeah, I’m a mudblood. Yippee…nothing new there.” Hermione said quickly, dragging Natalie away from that spot. Hermione finally let her go inside a broom closet. Natalie rounded on her, furious.
“Why didn’t you let me stand up for you? They should know who you are! Everyone does!” Natalie said.
Hermione coughed pretending of course. “They don’t exactly know.” She muttered. Both girls headed out, whispering.
“So you’re here to tell me, that in seven years no one in this bloody castle knows who you really are!” Hermione nodded. “Not even Potter or the Weasleys.” Hermione shook her head.
“Dumbledore?” Hermione shrugged, not knowing. Natalie smirked.
So I’m the only one that knows?” Hermione nodded once again, lastly get her voice again she said. “Please don’t tell anyone! I don’t want anyone finding out!” Natalie nodded. After a long time, it seemed like she was the second friend she knew she could trust.