hi. so I've always been annoyed that when Draco back-talked Hagrid in the 3rd book he never did anything, so I'm gonna write what should've happened! :D

I slip on my ruffled old moleskin coat and lead Fang outside me hut. In the distance I see the class coming over and I wave to Harry, Hermione, and Ron, who I see pretty near the front. Oh, can't wait to start, can't wait, it's me first class! Me own class, I think, rubbing my eyes.

"C'mon, now, get a move on!" I call to them. "Got a real treat for yeh today! Great lesson comin' up! Everyone here? Right, follow me!" I walk over around me hut and along the edge of the forest, finally reaching the paddock.

"Everyone gather 'round the fence here!" I call to them. "That's it-make sure yeh can see-now, firs' thing yeh'll want ter do is open yer books -"

"How?" Draco Malfoy says, interrupting me with his cold voice. Now, I know I shouldn't judge students, but...

"Eh?" I ask him, not sure what he means.

"How do we open our books?" Malfoy says, taking out the beautiful book. But it's wrapped up in rope, for Merlin's sake! Others take theirs out and their all bound up with belts or binder clips or in bags or bound with rope.

"Hasn'-hasn' anyone bin able ter open their books?" I ask, a little disappointed, and the whole class shakes their heads.

"Yeh've got ter stroke 'em, " I say, laughing a little. None of them thought of that?

"Look -" I say, taking Hermione's copy, since she's closest, and I rip off the Spellotape. The book tries to bite me, but I quickly stroke the spine, and it shivers and then lays down quiet and still.

"Oh, how silly we've all been!" Malfoy says, sneering. "We should have stroked them! Why didn't we guess!"

"I-I thought they were funny, " I say uncertainly. They don't like it?

"Oh, tremendously funny!" said Malfoy. "Really witty, giving us books that try and rip our hands off!"

"Oh-well, well, um, righ' then, " I say, "so-so yeh've got yer books an'-an'-" I stop from the look Harry gives me, and I realize something. I'm a teacher now! I deserve respect, and this Malfoy boy has it comin' to him!

"Mr. Malfoy, yer gettin 20 points offa Slytherin now! Ima teacha an' I deserve resperct! Ner anymore disruptances frerm yer and yer'll have detention for yerself!" He stares at me, shocked, and then opens his mouth again.

"What!? You can't do that!"

"Ima teacher, Mr. Malfoy, and yer betta stert treatin' me like one! Detention, Malfoy, fer 'morrow an' thas that!"

"Fine, I don't care about this ruddy class anyways. My father'll hear about this.." he whispers, but I hear him.

"If yer insist, Mr. Malfoy, thern also a two roll esser on the Magical Creature we lern 'bout today. Yer gonna sit behind us all an' yer gonna watch, don' speck a werd or more points erff. If anyone wants ter join him, speak now. Good, now, yer all have yer books, and yeh need the Magical Creatures. Yeah. So I'll go an' get 'em. Hang on... " I stride away to get em Hippogriffs an' when I bring dem back everyone squeals with delight, which I smile proudly to. Harrys sending me a good look, so it's goin' well! Oh, they're just so beautiful, them Hippogriffs!

"Gee up, there!" I yell, shaking the chains and urging the creatures toward the fence where the class stands. Everyone walks back a bit, but they're just overwhelmed. Malfoy's sulking near the back.

"Hippogriffs!" I yell happily. "Beau'iful, aren' they?" I say, beaming largely. "So, " I say, "if yeh wan' ter come a bit nearer-" but everyone just backs away more. Harry, Ron, and Hermione, go toward the fence and I smile thankfully at them.

"Now, firs' thing yeh gotta know abou' hippogriffs is, they're proud, " I say. "Easily offended, hippogriffs are. Don't never insult one, 'cause it might be the last thing yeh do." I see Malfoy and his friends talking in the back, and decide that more needs to be done.

"Mr. Malfoy!" I yell and his head shoots up guiltily.

"Wha' did I jus' say?"

"Umm.. I'm not sure, professor," he says, and his friends chuckle.

"Thas wha' I though'. 10 more points off, ya need to pay attention for there essay, eh?" and the Gryffindors laugh and smoke literally comes out of his ears.

"Yeh always wait fer the hippogriff ter make the firs' move, " I continue. "It's polite, see? Yeh walk toward him, and yeh bow, an' yeh wait. If he bows back, yeh're allowed ter touch him. If he doesn' bow, then get away from him sharpish, 'cause those talons hurt. Right-who wants ter go first?" Most of everyone walks farther away, so I ask pleadingly, with hope, that someone wants to do it, "No one?"

"I'll do it, " Harry says, and I smile at him.

A Gryffindor girl says, "Oooh, no, Harry, remember your tea leaves!" but I don't pay that much attention.

Harry climbs over the paddock fence and I say, "Good man, Harry!" happily. "Right then-let's see how yeh get on with Buckbeak. "

I untie the beautiful gray Hippogriff from its collar and lead him towards Harry.

"Easy, now, Harry, " I say quietly. "Yeh've got eye contact, now try not ter blink... Hippogriffs don' trust yeh if yeh blink too much... " Harry starts the staring-contest, as I like to call it, with Buckbeak.

"Tha's it," I say, in a whisper. "Tha's it, Harry... Now, bow. " Harry gives a short bow and I wait to see if Buckbeak will bow back. He doesn't move, and I get worried.

"Ah," I say. "Right-back away, now, Harry, easy does it." Suddenly the Hippogriff bows and the whole class is clapping, and I smile proudly at him.

"Well done, Harry! Right- yeh can touch him now! Pat his beak, go on!" Harry pats his beak and Buckbeak looks like he's really enjoying it.

"Righ' then, Harry," I say, excited. "I reckon he might' let yeh ride him!"

"Yeh climb up there, jus' behind the wing joint, " I say excited, "an' mind yeh don' pull any of his feathers out, he won' like that... " Harry climbs up and I yell to Buckbeak, "go on, then" and slap the Hippogriffs hindquarters.

Buckbeak flies him once around the paddock and then heads back to the ground where he lands.

"Good work, Harry!" I say and everyone cheers again. Except Draco and his crew, of course.

"Okay, who else wants a go?" Everyone excitedly comes over, except for Draco whom I said couldn't. At the end of class I say one last thing.

"No homework, cause it's da first class, but don' geh too used to it! Except, Draco, yer have yer homework, an' tha' to be due nerxt class, an' eel send ern owl wid' yer detention assignment. Now, farewell!" I say and they all cheer and run to their next class. Harry, Hermione, and Ron send me nice looks and I smile back. Good job, Hagrid, good job.

okay next chap should come sometime soon!