Hippogriff Tears
by : epiphanies
Tiny Drabble: One Minute in Number Twelve Grimmauld Place, Summer After OotP.
Ginny grabbed her wand off of her dressing table and slid it into her pocket as she stepped out of the bedroom she and Hermione were sharing. It didn't seem right that everyone was congregating at Grimmauld Place. It didn't feel welcome anymore, without Sirius.
One foot had hit a hollow wooden stair when she heard a wailing noise. She'd heard plenty of crying in the past month, what with the entire Order practically taking up residence in the house after the loss of Sirius. She had never heard a wail like that.
Turning around, she followed the noise into the end of the hallway and cracked open the door to Sirius' old bedroom.
Feathers ruffled, head on a flat pillow, stirring a month's worth of dust, lay Buckbeak. His clawed feet trembled on the dragon skin cover as Ginny approached. With wide eagle eyes, he stared at her. She pet his feathers gently and wiped away his giant Hippogriff tears.
"It's okay, Beaky," she whispered, wiping a tear from her own brimming eye.
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