A/N: Sorry, this is a long author's note, I do not own Harry Potter sadly...This is the first fanfic (one-shot thingy) I've written by myself, T rating just to be really safe, I don't know what bothers people, no bad words or anything. Please comment, constructive criticism appreciated!
I had known for ages that Buckbeak was cheating on me. I had frequently seen him looking at other animals (especially the unicorns) and sometimes he wouldn't even text me back! But I couldn't help it, I, Draco Malfoy, was head over heels for Buckbeak. He was my dream hippogriff. I don't know why I didn't confront him about my concerns, maybe I was just afraid of the truth.
I remember how our relationship began. I was sneaking out at night to watch Hagrid's pumpkin patch grow. (I love pumpkins) Then I saw the most beautiful bird-horse ever. I immediately ran over to him, and made a beautiful, swishy bow. The hippogriff promptly bowed back. I spent the night telling him about my hopes, dreams, and my fear of women and rubber ducks. He understood me, it was magical. I don't know why it wasn't enough for him.
After a few days of our courtship, I went down to Hagrid's to find that we were having a lesson about hippogriffs! When Hagrid asked if there were any volunteers to bow to my beautiful Buckbeak, I decided that I would keep our love a secret for now, so I let Potter go. Maybe Buckbeak would attack him for me. (I had told Buckbeak all about Potter, how he embarrasses me in front of my friends, how he uses too much cologne, etc.)
Potter approached Buckbeak, and bowed to him, (his bow was not nearly as attractive as mine) I waited for the magical moment when my lovely birdy would attack Potter. Then I watched aghast as the love of my life bowed to Potter. Tears of shock and anger slid down my face. How could he do this to me? I stormed up to Buckbeak, insulting him as much as possible in the process. I stamped my feet, and snapped my fingers in his face, being the true diva my mother had raised me to be. If I hadn't expected anything, it was what happened next. He attacked me, his little Dracy-poo.
Devastated, I wrote to my father, my only true comfort in this world:
Dear Daddy,
You know that lovely hippogriff that I was telling you about? The one I wanted you and Mommy to meet? He bowed to Potter, Daddy, right in front of me! It was awful, and then he attacked me. It was terrible Daddy, my heart has a tummy ache. Please have the hippogriff killed A.S.A.P.
Love and Hugs,
Draco
My father replied:
Dear Draco,
Okay then. Does this mean that I don't have to remember your birthday?
Sincerely,
Lucius Malfoy
Imagine my surprise when I heard that Buckbeak had escaped. That's okay though, my heart is healing, and I heard that now Buckbeak is living with some old ex-con named "Sirius", I mean, really Buckbeak, Siriusly?