Written 29/03/2022
WARNING: If you're a hornee teen and come here for the seggs I feel obliged to warn you this story isn't a smut. I enjoy reading them but I feel awkward writing them. I would mainly focus on their psychological growth throughout the story esp my stoopid son Draco 3
Welcome! So basically I just copy pasted this part in the book and added stuff lol. I wouldn't be able to write Hagrid's way of talking.. idk I tried I can't. Also I started with this part bc I freaking LOVE it. This is the scene that made me ship Dramione.
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1994, Third Year
Hermione, Harry, and Ron were comforting Hagrid during Care of Magical Creatures class, as he just lost the case of Buckbeak the Hippogriff's execution case. He somberly apologizing to Hermione, for helping the most and yet he still blew it himself, costing Beaky's life. He looks like he had been crying.
Hermione shook her head. "No, Hagrid. You did your best already. They're the real monsters," she patted Hagrid's arm sadly while holding back her own tears.
"S'all my fault. Got all tongue-tied. They was all sittin' there in black robes an' I kep' droppin' me notes and forgettin' all them dates yeh looked up fer me, Hermione. An' then Lucius Malfoy stood up an' said his bit, and the Committee jus' did exac'ly what he told 'em..."
"There's still the appeal!" said Ron fiercely. "Don't give up yet, we're working on it!"
"We'll- we'll find another way!" Hermione chimed in, though she doesn't seem convinced herself.
They were walking back up to the castle with the rest of the class. Ahead they could see Malfoy, who was walking with Crabbe and Goyle, and kept looking back, laughing derisively.
Tears started to form in Hagrid's eyes. "S'no good," said Hagrid sadly as they reached the castle steps. "That Committee's in Lucius Malfoy's pocket. I'm jus' gonna make sure the rest o' Beaky's time is the happiest he's ever had. I owe him that..." He looked at the trio and thanked them before turned around and hurried back toward his cabin, with face buried in his handkerchief.
"Look at him blubber!"
Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle had been standing just inside the castle doors, listening. Oh god. This again.
"Have you ever seen anything quite as pathetic?" said Malfoy. "And he's supposed to be our teacher!"
Hermione felt her ears went numb. Her grief towards Buckbeak and helplessness in the case added with the source of the misery – Malfoy. If he didn't whine about it just to get back at Hagrid, if he just be a decent human being for once – Buckbeak would be fine. He would be flying around the castle. Maybe become one of those creatures in the castle that become part of Hogwarts. And Hagrid won't be put in such position. If only Malfoy listened and show respect to a fucking hippogriff.
Harry and Ron were as furious. They moved towards the smirking ferret with clenched fists but Hermione was faster. Before any of the boys realized what happened, a loud smack was heard echoing through the stone corridor.
She had punched Malfoy in the nose with all the strength she could muster. Malfoy staggered. Surely getting hit by Hermione, the logical and calm one in the trio, wasn't what he expected. Harry, Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle stood flabbergasted as Hermione raised her hand again.
"Don't you dare call Hagrid pathetic, you foul — you evil —"
"Hermione!" said Ron weakly, and he tried to grab her hand as she swung it back.
"Get off, Ron!" She was fuming. She couldn't believe she just slapped someone, but she's too pissed to care. It's all Malfoy's fault, and he should get it through his thick, arrogant skull.
Hermione pulled out her wand. Malfoy stepped backward. Crabbe and Goyle looked at him for instructions, thoroughly bewildered. Malfoy seemed like he was prepared to fight Harry and Ron and played victim again, but the turn of events shocked him. Being smart once in his life, he chose to back down.
"C'mon." Malfoy muttered, and in a moment, all three of them had disappeared into the passageway to the dungeons. The trio watched until they could no longer see their shadows before both boys turned to Hermione with awe in their eyes.
"Hermione!" Ron said again, sounding both stunned and impressed. Harry just stood there with his mouth slightly open beside her.
"Wow.. that felt good," she said, smiling. "Should've done that the first time he tried me!"
Hell. She just punched a bully. She just punched an arrogant, spoiled, rich kid. She just punched Draco Malfoy! And she might regret it later but right now, that punch released the suppressed frustration she had kept down for a long time and throwing that punch felt goddamn good.
Back at the castle, the three Slytherin boys were moving quickly down the stairs to the dungeon.
"Are you okay?" Goyle managed to ask Malfoy as he and Crabbe stumbled to catch up with his quick steps. They could see Malfoy's ears turning red from behind. Getting hit by a girl, and not just any girl, by Hermione Granger was.. awful. Hermione. Bloody. Granger. Draco had expected Potter and Weasel to be furious at him, maybe even pulled their wand, while Granger was supposed to be the calm and composed one and stopping them with all of her 'he's not worth it' bullshit. He even expected to see her cry after some commotion, and then he'll go up to the hospital wing and get treated while Crabbe and Goyle go around telling stories about how brainless "the chosen one" Potter attacked him out of fury
Something's bothering him, but he couldn't quite place a finger on it. Yes, that punch hurt his pride, but that's not what tickled his mind. He never meant to make her that angry. Annoy her and her minions, yes, but now hurt and angry like that. Just like when he called her mudblood few weeks back, and that Weasel acting all offended for her. She didn't bloody know what it meant! She wasn't offended, so why would he? And why would he be so defensive, it's just a goddamn word. Weasel with his brain too small to handle all those ego.
He felt his nose stung. He could only thanked Merlin it wasn't bleeding. "I don't want to talk about it," he said. Both Crabbe and Goyle might be dumb, but they're smart enough to do what the Malfoy heir told them to.
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I haven't write fiction since like 4 years ago so pls excuse the errors and stuff 3 Also I'm kind of embarrassed to write fic at this age but then I realized some of my fav fic were written by fabulous authors when they were my age. Thank you for reading, please leave a comment or two xx