Chapter 3
The skrewt Sup[rise
"Welcome back ter school 'arry" Hagrid said with a smile
"Hagrid please tell me that those aren't blast-ended Skrewts" Ron muttered sniffing the air
"Of course they are, Ron" Hagrid smile grew wider "durin' the summer they mated, and now we got tons of them"
Hagrid wiped a tear from his eye, as if saying that it was wonderful to watch blast-ended Skrewts mate. Hermione sniffed the wooden boxes and frowned. Harry remembered the creatures from last year. Everybody gathered around the boxes and chose the Skrewts that they wanted. They were small but there were so many, everybody was allowed to pick two, because Hagrid wanted to save some for the rest of the school. Everybody sat down on the grass around Hagrid.
"Now, I want ya ter' name them" said Hagrid "you'll be more attached to them that way"
"Wer're supposed to name them?" Malfoay asked in distaste "ok then, Crabbe and Goyle"
"Hmmmm" Ron looked carefully at his tiny Skrewts "they look the same, like twins, Fred and George"
Harry stared at his Skrewts, they stared back, one was bigger than the other and they were both tubby, it reminded him of Uncle Vernon and Dudley, like father like son.
"Ok, why not?" Harry sighed, he couldn't think of anything else to name them.
"Ronald and Harrison" Hermione said
"It's just and elaboration of my an' harry's names" Ron Huffed "besides you don't just go around naming little slugs after people"
"They are Skrewts Ron, besides you named yours Fred and George"
"But I've got a reason"
"It's not a good one"
Their bickering continued for a while, until Harrison decided to bite George.
"ACK! George!" Ron cried
Hermione snatched Harrison out of Ron's reach; George was now missing a leg.
"Now, what 'as 'appened 'ere?" Hagrid walked up with fang
Ron picked the unhappy George, and as if in a last attempt for revenge, George bit Ron's thumb. Then it jumped off his hand and on to the ground, where it was eaten by fang.
"Well, that was a waste" Hermione commented
"It wouldn't have happened of you skrewt didn't go berserk" Ron said
their bickering began again, Harry looked down at Vernon and Dudley, (he decided not to call it 'uncle' Vernon), and they were both sleeping.
"dun worry Ron, you can choose another one next class," said Hagrid patting him on the head "you might wanna go to the 'ospital wing fer that thumb"
Harry looked over at Ron, his thumb was turning purple. They all nodded and Hagrid excused the three of them from class. As they made their way to the hospital wing, Hermione commented that it wasn't her fault, which aroused another argument. Harry dropped Ron off at the hospital wing, with Hermione to help him, it was almost dinner, but Harry felt like saving his stomach for the quiddich party.
"Welcome back ter school 'arry" Hagrid said with a smile
"Hagrid please tell me that those aren't blast-ended Skrewts" Ron muttered sniffing the air
"Of course they are, Ron" Hagrid smile grew wider "durin' the summer they mated, and now we got tons of them"
Hagrid wiped a tear from his eye, as if saying that it was wonderful to watch blast-ended Skrewts mate. Hermione sniffed the wooden boxes and frowned. Harry remembered the creatures from last year. Everybody gathered around the boxes and chose the Skrewts that they wanted. They were small but there were so many, everybody was allowed to pick two, because Hagrid wanted to save some for the rest of the school. Everybody sat down on the grass around Hagrid.
"Now, I want ya ter' name them" said Hagrid "you'll be more attached to them that way"
"Wer're supposed to name them?" Malfoay asked in distaste "ok then, Crabbe and Goyle"
"Hmmmm" Ron looked carefully at his tiny Skrewts "they look the same, like twins, Fred and George"
Harry stared at his Skrewts, they stared back, one was bigger than the other and they were both tubby, it reminded him of Uncle Vernon and Dudley, like father like son.
"Ok, why not?" Harry sighed, he couldn't think of anything else to name them.
"Ronald and Harrison" Hermione said
"It's just and elaboration of my an' harry's names" Ron Huffed "besides you don't just go around naming little slugs after people"
"They are Skrewts Ron, besides you named yours Fred and George"
"But I've got a reason"
"It's not a good one"
Their bickering continued for a while, until Harrison decided to bite George.
"ACK! George!" Ron cried
Hermione snatched Harrison out of Ron's reach; George was now missing a leg.
"Now, what 'as 'appened 'ere?" Hagrid walked up with fang
Ron picked the unhappy George, and as if in a last attempt for revenge, George bit Ron's thumb. Then it jumped off his hand and on to the ground, where it was eaten by fang.
"Well, that was a waste" Hermione commented
"It wouldn't have happened of you skrewt didn't go berserk" Ron said
their bickering began again, Harry looked down at Vernon and Dudley, (he decided not to call it 'uncle' Vernon), and they were both sleeping.
"dun worry Ron, you can choose another one next class," said Hagrid patting him on the head "you might wanna go to the 'ospital wing fer that thumb"
Harry looked over at Ron, his thumb was turning purple. They all nodded and Hagrid excused the three of them from class. As they made their way to the hospital wing, Hermione commented that it wasn't her fault, which aroused another argument. Harry dropped Ron off at the hospital wing, with Hermione to help him, it was almost dinner, but Harry felt like saving his stomach for the quiddich party.