In which a blond git almost dies but doesn't

(Early update, I m going camping this weekend. Went to see Harry Potter 7 part 1, totaly impressed. It fallows the book well and is actualy pretty funny. You should all totally see it.)
-In this scene we see how Batty interacts with her classmates. This takes place during their first Care of Magical Creatures class.-

"Well done, Harry," Said Hagrid, visibly relieved his dear Buckbeak hadn't gutted his little friend, "Now all of you get into groups and do the same."

Instantly all the students scrambled to join their friends. Harry noticed, with annoyance, that Margret moved toward Malfoy. Even if he hadn't known his cousin very long Harry still wasn't happy she'd talked the Sorting hat into put her in Slytherin, even less so that she insisted on trying to befriend Draco Malfoy.
"Can I join you, Draco?" Cooed Pansy Parkinson, mooning after Malfoy as always.
"No," He snapped, glaring at her, "I don't want anyone else in my group." Ever since Margret had started trying to befriend him Parkinson had been extra clingy, which had been driving Malfoy mad. He liked Margret, as far as Harry could tell, though only Margret seemed wholly comfortable with that.
"That mean me too?" Asked Batty, her casually interested expression fixed on her face as always.
"Um," Began Draco, torn. He looked like he wanted to have Margret in his group, but the look Parkinson was giving him said that would cause a lot of trouble. "Yes," He finally said, miffed at being put on the spot.
Harry and several other people had to fight to keep from laughing at his plight. For the *great and noble* Draco Malfoy to be stuck in such a vexing situation between two girls was hysterical.
"You can join us, Margret," Suggested Hermione, with Ron standing awkwardly behind her.
"Sure," She said with a shrug and a soft smile.
Malfoy pouted as he watched Margret walk away with Hermione and Ron, Parkinson reluctantly joining her Slytherin girl friends. Irritated, especially after seeing Harry's smirk, Malfoy pushed past him and headed for Buckbeak with Crabbe and Goyal in toe.
"Bloody girls," He grumbled, not really paying attention to what he was doing.
Harry watched him pass, amused, till he noticed something. Malfoy was heading straight for Buckbeak without stopping to bow. Buckbeak noticed this too and started getting antsy.
"Malfoy," Harry called, drawing everyone's attention to him.
"What, Potter?" He scoffed, irritated.
"Draco!" Margret called, alarmed, "Behind you!"
Malfoy turned to see the Hippogriff rearing up to attack him. He yelped and fell back to the ground, raising his arm to protect himself. Suddenly Buckbeak bore down and slashed at Draco. Several girls screamed as blood hit the ground.
"Calm down!" Cried Margret at Buckbeak.
Harry's heart nearly stopped. It hadn't been Draco's blood that was spilt, but her's. She'd leapt in the way just before Buckbeak struck, her arms now torn open and oozing blood.
"Calm down, Buckbeak!" She cried again before bowing.
Buckbeak seemed so shocked he didn't move, just stared at her. After a moment he backed up and bowed. Margret smiled and stood.
"Margret!" Harry shouted, rushing toward his cousin. Ron, Hermione, and Hagrid fallowed.
"Have you gone mental?" Demanded Harry, furious, "You could have been killed."
"I've had worse," she said dismissively, turning to Draco, "Are you okay?"
"Me?" Draco blurted, scrambling to his feet, "You're the one bleeding."
"Eh," said, flipping her hand dismissively.
Draco couldn't believe it, no one could. Slytherins were notorious for blowing their injuries out of proportions to get what they wanted, yet here was Margret waving it off like it was just a scratch. If one had the stomach to look they'd be able to see the cuts went right to the bone, but she didn't even seem to be in pain.
"Why?" Asked Draco, staring at her in aw, "Why did you protect me?"
She chuckled. "Cause that's what friends do," She said, smiling brightly, "They look out for each other."
Draco stared at her, dumbfounded, a blush slowly creeping up his neck.
"We need to ge' you to the Hospital wing," Hagrid said, once he was sure Buckbeak was tied up.
"I'm fine," Margret insisted, the cuts still oozing, "I've had worse injuries."
"You're still going to see Madam Pomfrey," Draco said forcefully, "As your best friend I insist."
"Best friend, now?" She asked, cocking an eyebrow and smirking.
"Complaints?" He asked, pointedly.
"No," She said, smiling and allowing him to lead her toward the castle.
Everyone watched them go, stunned by the interaction. Suddenly Hermione remembered herself and poked Hagrid in the stomach. "Go make sure she's alright," She hissed.
"Oh, right," He said, caught off guard, "Uh, class dismissed." With that he lumbered off to catch up with Margret and Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and a few other Slytherins fallowing suit.

Slowly, the other students packed up their things and started for the castle.
"Uh, Harry?" Asked Ron, still stunned, "Did that just happen?"
"You mean," Harry replied, his mind still reeling, "Did my cousin just protect Draco Malfoy from an angry Hippogriff and then become Best Mates with him?" Ron nodded. "Yes, it happened."
"How do fell about it, Harry?" Asked Hermione, causing both boys to jump in surprise.
"I'm...not sure," He admitted.

-Margret as a Slytherin and best mates, only, with Malfoy. Bet ya didn't see that comein'. I got a few more curve balls to throw at you guys before too long, hope you enjoy. I choose to leave out Margret s sorting, for my sanity, but just so you know the hat said that, just like Harry, she d do well in either Slytherin or Gryffindor but she choose Slytherin. (For those struggling to imagine Margret just type in Margret D. Potter in Deviantart and you'll find a set of pics I created of her. The streaks in her hair are now all green because she's in Slytherin.)