Ride
Buckbeak listened to every story they had, and between the six of them, they had a lot of stories. Even when they ran out of ones that had happened to them, there were the ones about the band. Midnight was always more than happy to remind them her dad was one of the original four.
Buckbeak made an amused noise. "I must say, for little owlets, a lot has happened to you."
Flame nodded. "You better believe it."
Areen meanwhile, was looking thoughtfully at Buckbeak. She had been doing that the whole time, and had been the one to ask what kind of creature he was. Apparently he was a hypogriff. "Can you really fly with those?" she asked, waving at his wings.
"Of course." Buckbeak opened his wings. They were much larger when unfolded.
Arsion blinked. "Wow." He said in awe.
"Lucky." Midnight muttered.
Buckbeak turned to her. "What do you mean? You can fly."
"Not yet." Midnight said. "See the fluff, no flight feathers."
Buckbeak nodded in a slow understanding way. "Well, you can ride me."
Midnight blinked in surprise. "What?" she and Flame asked at the same time.
"You two are small, I'll hardly notice. And I was hoping to fly soon anyway."
Midnight jumped up and down in excitement. "Oh yes! I'd love to ride you." She said.
"Me too." Flame added.
"Alright then." Buckbeak lowed himself to the ground so they could climb on. Then he turned to the other owls. "You can come too if you like." Claymore nodded and they all took to the sky.
Buckbeak flew over the lake. "Whoo!" Midnight yelled. She raised up her wings like she was the one flying. "This is much better than the broom." Flame nodded behind her.
Claymore, Areen, Arison, and Eva flew around Buckbeak. Then Areen looked at the sky. "Oh no!"
"What is?" Buckbeak asked.
"We've been gone a long time. We'll be in trouble for sure." Areen explained.
"I can fly you back to this portal you talked about." Buckbeak offered. "I've got some time before I'm needed." So he started over the forbidden forest, with the owls following.
"What are you needed for?" Arison asked.
"The big man who lives in the hut, Hagrid I believe is his name, he brought me here. He needs me for something important, though I couldn't figure out exactly what."
"Do you know what the Others are saying?" Areen asked in disbelief.
"Well, I understand them more than you owls seem to, but no, I don't speak Other." he replied.
"Oh." Areen seemed a little put out.
They made it back to Diagon Alley and the owls went scrambling to the pet shop. "Thanks for giving them a ride." Arison called.
"We'll see you again sometime!" Midnight added.
Arsion turned to her. "We will?"
Midnight nodded. Arison wanted to point out the problems with this, but right now, the important thing was going back through the portal.
