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Chapter 5
Buffy woke up and got ready, her first class would be transfiguration, followed by lunch and then Care of Magical Creatures. As Buffy stepped into the classroom, she noticed that no one looked exceptionally happy, taking a seat next to Harry she decided to ask what was up.
"Hey."
"Hi." He said in reply, although he sounded like he had other things on his mind.
"What's going on?" she asked, indicating the class that was not impressed when Professor McGonagall turned herself into a tabby cat.
"That is what I want to know, Ms. Snape." The professor said, looking over the class.
"Well, we just came from Divination class, and we were reading the tea leaves."
"There is no need to say anymore, Miss Granger," McGonagall said, "Which one of you is going to die?"
"I am," Harry said and the rest of the class looked at him with pity.
"Then you should know, Potter, that Sibyll Trelawny has predicted the death of at least one student since she started teaching here. And not one of those students has died, but seeing death signs is her way of greeting a new class. True Seers are very few and far between, I will tell you that I have little patience with it." She looked around the class as she said it. "You look in good health to me, Potter, so you will excuse me if I don't let you off of the homework. Although if you die, you need not hand it in." Hermione and Buffy started to laugh and Harry even felt better. McGonagall went on with the lesson and then assigned homework, and the class left to go to lunch.
"But what about Neville's cup?" Ron asked, still not willing to give up that Trelawney's predictions where fake.
"Ron, cheer up," Hermione told him, "You heard what Professor McGonagall said." She pushed the stew dish towards Buffy, who put some on her plate and then passed it on to Harry and Ron.
"You haven't seen a great big black dog anywhere, have you?" Ron asked, clearly not buying what McGonagall had told them.
"Yes," Harry said, "I have, the night I left the Dursleys'." Ron's fork dropped into his stew.
"Probably a stray," Buffy said and Hermione nodded.
"Girls, if Harry has seen a Grim, that's-that's it." Ron started, "My uncle Bilius saw one and -and he died twenty-four hours later."
"Coincidence," Hermione told him, airily as she poured more pumpkin juice, while Buffy looked on in disgust.
"You don't know what you're talking about!" Ron said, getting angry, "Grim's scare the living daylights out of wizards."
"There you go," Buffy, said, "They all died of fright and Harry isn't stupid enough to believe in them." Ron looked at Hermione and Buffy, realizing that he was not going to win that argument and searched for a way to win the argument.
"You are just mad that Professor Trelawney told you that you don't have to right aura for it and that you are bad at something." He told Hermione, who picked up her Arithmancy book and began to leave, calling over her shoulder.
"If being good at Divination means I have to pretend to see death omens, I will stick with my Arithmancy." She stalked off and Buffy got up and followed, leaving the boys confused.
"What just happened?" Harry asked and Ron shrugged.
"That is a question we, guys, will constantly ask ourselves." Oliver told them, getting up and following Buffy out the door.
"Buffy!" Oliver called, Buffy stopped and waited for him to catch up. "Are you okay?" he asked, concerned for her.
"Ya," she said, looking for Hermione, "I'm just concerned about Hermione."
"She'll be okay," he told her, as they began to walk towards where Anlon was, who was looking excited to see them.
"I know, it's just I know how it feels to have someone gang up on you and stuff." She told, thinking back to how the group reacted to finding out that Angel was a vampire. Oliver nodded and changed the subject, realizing that she was going to start brooding any second.
"So, have you given any thought to joining the team?"
"Sure," she told him, "Hey Anlon. How are you doing?" she asked, petting the big griffon.
"Good. And you?"
"Good." She said, but Oliver shook his head, so Anlon knew that he would talk to the boy later, to see if there was anything that he could do. Buffy looked around and saw that her class was heading down to Hagrid's house for the next lesson. "I have to go to my next class." She said, hugging Oliver briefly and then taking off.
"What is wrong?"
"She misses her home and her friends, but she won't admit it." Oliver told Anlon and then started to walk away. "I have to get to my next class too! Bye Anlon!"
"Maybe there is something that I can do?" he said to himself and went to find Giles.
Hagrid's House
"Hey Harry, Ron, and Hermione."
"Hey Buffy."
"Hey."
"Hi." Hermione said, quietly, like she was unwilling to draw attention to herself. Buffy leaned over to Harry and whispered,
"Not talking?"
"No. C'mon we need to get there, Hagrid will be worried." As they reached Hagrid's hut, he walked out and motioned for everyone to follow him. He led them towards the Forbidden Forest and padlocked area. Everyone gathered around the fence and Hagrid looked at everyone.
"The first thing that you need to do, is open your books to page.."
"How?" Malfoy asked, rudely interrupting Hagrid. Hagrid looked at him in confusion and Buffy realized that none of the other students had been able to open their books, leaning over to Harry she whispered to him how to open the book and then to Hermione, each Gryffindor telling another Gryffindor until they all could open their books.
"Weren't any of you able to open your books?" Hagrid asked and all of the Gryffindors' raised their hands, Hagrid sighed in relief and then turned his attention to the Slytherins. "Perhaps a Gryffindor would be wiling to tell you how to open them." Hermione raised her hand, "Yes, Ms. Granger?"
"You have to stroke the binding." She said and took her book out, showing the Slytherins what to do.
"Oh, how silly of me not to think of it." Malfoy said, snarling at Hermione.
"Yes, very silly." Buffy told him, "Because we "simple" Gryffindors got it and you didn't, so why don't you sit back and shut up and listen for once?" she asked and turned her attention back to the padlock, where Hagrid was leading a group of creatures, who had the bodies, hind legs and tails of horses, but the front legs, wings, and heads of an eagle. The talons on their front legs were half a foot long and deadly looking. Each beast had a collar around it, along with a rope attached to it, which Hagrid held.
"Hippogriffs," Hagrid told the group happily, urging the hippogriffs into the padlocks. Everyone in the class stepped back, except for Buffy, who the hippogriffs had just noticed and all of them were headed towards her. "Now, hippogriffs are easily offended, so don't offend one, because it might be the last thing you do. Always wait for the hippogriff to make the first move," Hagrid told them, but all of them were moving towards Buffy, which Hagrid had just noticed. "What the? Buffy would you like to step in?" he asked and Buffy vaulted over the cage, causing all the hippogriffs to rush her. Hagrid pulled on their collars, until he realized that they all wanted Buffy to pet her. When the class saw how the hippogriffs reacted to Buffy, they all wanted to pet one. Buffy climbed onto the back of one and it took off into the air, followed closely by the rest of the pack, when she landed again, the other hippogriffs immediately offered to let her ride them.
"Sorry, guys," she told them, "But I think the rest of the class wants to try." She said and she laughed when the hippogriffs pouted at her. She made her way over to Hagrid and stood by his side, while the rest of the class went to a hippogriff. She looked over at Malfoy, who had Buckbeak, and was petting his beak walking over to him she stood behind Malfoy.
"This is easy," Malfoy drawled, loud enough for Harry to hear him, "I mean if Potter could do it.."
"Then you must have peed your pants working up the courage." Buffy said from behind him, causing Malfoy to jump and Buckbeak to look very angry. "And I wouldn't go through with your plan to insult Buckbeak, here, because he could very easily kill you and I have no urge to save your scrawny butt." She told him and Malfoy flushed in anger. Buckbeak looked at Malfoy in disdain and then walked by him and towards Buffy, again. Malfoy looked at Buffy in anger, because she had caused his plans to fall through.
"Why you little.."
"Didn't we learn anything on the train?" she asked and Hermione laughed, following Buffy out of the padlock.
"That is the end of class." Hagrid yelled and the class made their way back up to the school and into the dining hall.
"Buffy!" Oliver said and then motioned to the empty seat next to him, Buffy nodded and sat next to him. "So, I was wondering if you would go to Hogsmeade with me on Saturday." Every single person at the Gryffindor table stared at the tiny blonde who had won Oliver's heart, whether she knew it or not.
"Sure, but I'll have to ask dad." she told him, indicating Snape. Oliver sighed in relief and the Weasley twins looked about ready to tease him about it, but his look cut them off.
"Hi, I'm Fred, he's George," Fred said, introducing themselves.
"Any relation to Ron?"
"We are his older brothers," they told her. So dinner went on, each person trying to gather as much information from Buffy about herself as possible, trying to find out what type of person she was.
"She is going to be a chaser." Oliver told them and the people on the Quidditch team turned to look her over.
"She's tiny."
"Hey! The last person who said that wound up on his ass." She said and they looked at her with renewed interest. Dinner came to a close and Buffy made her way over to her father.
"Hi dad," she said.
"Hi. How was your day?"
"Good," she told him, "I have a question."
"Yes?"
"Can I go to Hogsmeade with Oliver on Saturday?"
"Well,"
"Please??"
"I guess, but you have to attend my potions class tomorrow morning."
"Deal!" She skipped back over to Oliver. "I can go!" she told them and everyone looked at her.
"I thought you had to ask your father." The Weasley twins asked in confusion.
"I did."
"But you talked to Professor Snape."
"Yes, my dad." she said, with growing impatience. "Do you have a problem with that?"
"Nope." They said together, wondering how Snape had had a child that was so delightful and well, cute. "Good night."
"Good night." She told them and headed off to find Giles.
"Hey watcher." She said, sneaking up on him. "I'm gonna skip out on patrol tonight, because Dad wants me to go to his class tomorrow morning." Giles nodded and went back to his book, "Good night Giles."
"Good night, Buffy."
Chapter 5
Buffy woke up and got ready, her first class would be transfiguration, followed by lunch and then Care of Magical Creatures. As Buffy stepped into the classroom, she noticed that no one looked exceptionally happy, taking a seat next to Harry she decided to ask what was up.
"Hey."
"Hi." He said in reply, although he sounded like he had other things on his mind.
"What's going on?" she asked, indicating the class that was not impressed when Professor McGonagall turned herself into a tabby cat.
"That is what I want to know, Ms. Snape." The professor said, looking over the class.
"Well, we just came from Divination class, and we were reading the tea leaves."
"There is no need to say anymore, Miss Granger," McGonagall said, "Which one of you is going to die?"
"I am," Harry said and the rest of the class looked at him with pity.
"Then you should know, Potter, that Sibyll Trelawny has predicted the death of at least one student since she started teaching here. And not one of those students has died, but seeing death signs is her way of greeting a new class. True Seers are very few and far between, I will tell you that I have little patience with it." She looked around the class as she said it. "You look in good health to me, Potter, so you will excuse me if I don't let you off of the homework. Although if you die, you need not hand it in." Hermione and Buffy started to laugh and Harry even felt better. McGonagall went on with the lesson and then assigned homework, and the class left to go to lunch.
"But what about Neville's cup?" Ron asked, still not willing to give up that Trelawney's predictions where fake.
"Ron, cheer up," Hermione told him, "You heard what Professor McGonagall said." She pushed the stew dish towards Buffy, who put some on her plate and then passed it on to Harry and Ron.
"You haven't seen a great big black dog anywhere, have you?" Ron asked, clearly not buying what McGonagall had told them.
"Yes," Harry said, "I have, the night I left the Dursleys'." Ron's fork dropped into his stew.
"Probably a stray," Buffy said and Hermione nodded.
"Girls, if Harry has seen a Grim, that's-that's it." Ron started, "My uncle Bilius saw one and -and he died twenty-four hours later."
"Coincidence," Hermione told him, airily as she poured more pumpkin juice, while Buffy looked on in disgust.
"You don't know what you're talking about!" Ron said, getting angry, "Grim's scare the living daylights out of wizards."
"There you go," Buffy, said, "They all died of fright and Harry isn't stupid enough to believe in them." Ron looked at Hermione and Buffy, realizing that he was not going to win that argument and searched for a way to win the argument.
"You are just mad that Professor Trelawney told you that you don't have to right aura for it and that you are bad at something." He told Hermione, who picked up her Arithmancy book and began to leave, calling over her shoulder.
"If being good at Divination means I have to pretend to see death omens, I will stick with my Arithmancy." She stalked off and Buffy got up and followed, leaving the boys confused.
"What just happened?" Harry asked and Ron shrugged.
"That is a question we, guys, will constantly ask ourselves." Oliver told them, getting up and following Buffy out the door.
"Buffy!" Oliver called, Buffy stopped and waited for him to catch up. "Are you okay?" he asked, concerned for her.
"Ya," she said, looking for Hermione, "I'm just concerned about Hermione."
"She'll be okay," he told her, as they began to walk towards where Anlon was, who was looking excited to see them.
"I know, it's just I know how it feels to have someone gang up on you and stuff." She told, thinking back to how the group reacted to finding out that Angel was a vampire. Oliver nodded and changed the subject, realizing that she was going to start brooding any second.
"So, have you given any thought to joining the team?"
"Sure," she told him, "Hey Anlon. How are you doing?" she asked, petting the big griffon.
"Good. And you?"
"Good." She said, but Oliver shook his head, so Anlon knew that he would talk to the boy later, to see if there was anything that he could do. Buffy looked around and saw that her class was heading down to Hagrid's house for the next lesson. "I have to go to my next class." She said, hugging Oliver briefly and then taking off.
"What is wrong?"
"She misses her home and her friends, but she won't admit it." Oliver told Anlon and then started to walk away. "I have to get to my next class too! Bye Anlon!"
"Maybe there is something that I can do?" he said to himself and went to find Giles.
Hagrid's House
"Hey Harry, Ron, and Hermione."
"Hey Buffy."
"Hey."
"Hi." Hermione said, quietly, like she was unwilling to draw attention to herself. Buffy leaned over to Harry and whispered,
"Not talking?"
"No. C'mon we need to get there, Hagrid will be worried." As they reached Hagrid's hut, he walked out and motioned for everyone to follow him. He led them towards the Forbidden Forest and padlocked area. Everyone gathered around the fence and Hagrid looked at everyone.
"The first thing that you need to do, is open your books to page.."
"How?" Malfoy asked, rudely interrupting Hagrid. Hagrid looked at him in confusion and Buffy realized that none of the other students had been able to open their books, leaning over to Harry she whispered to him how to open the book and then to Hermione, each Gryffindor telling another Gryffindor until they all could open their books.
"Weren't any of you able to open your books?" Hagrid asked and all of the Gryffindors' raised their hands, Hagrid sighed in relief and then turned his attention to the Slytherins. "Perhaps a Gryffindor would be wiling to tell you how to open them." Hermione raised her hand, "Yes, Ms. Granger?"
"You have to stroke the binding." She said and took her book out, showing the Slytherins what to do.
"Oh, how silly of me not to think of it." Malfoy said, snarling at Hermione.
"Yes, very silly." Buffy told him, "Because we "simple" Gryffindors got it and you didn't, so why don't you sit back and shut up and listen for once?" she asked and turned her attention back to the padlock, where Hagrid was leading a group of creatures, who had the bodies, hind legs and tails of horses, but the front legs, wings, and heads of an eagle. The talons on their front legs were half a foot long and deadly looking. Each beast had a collar around it, along with a rope attached to it, which Hagrid held.
"Hippogriffs," Hagrid told the group happily, urging the hippogriffs into the padlocks. Everyone in the class stepped back, except for Buffy, who the hippogriffs had just noticed and all of them were headed towards her. "Now, hippogriffs are easily offended, so don't offend one, because it might be the last thing you do. Always wait for the hippogriff to make the first move," Hagrid told them, but all of them were moving towards Buffy, which Hagrid had just noticed. "What the? Buffy would you like to step in?" he asked and Buffy vaulted over the cage, causing all the hippogriffs to rush her. Hagrid pulled on their collars, until he realized that they all wanted Buffy to pet her. When the class saw how the hippogriffs reacted to Buffy, they all wanted to pet one. Buffy climbed onto the back of one and it took off into the air, followed closely by the rest of the pack, when she landed again, the other hippogriffs immediately offered to let her ride them.
"Sorry, guys," she told them, "But I think the rest of the class wants to try." She said and she laughed when the hippogriffs pouted at her. She made her way over to Hagrid and stood by his side, while the rest of the class went to a hippogriff. She looked over at Malfoy, who had Buckbeak, and was petting his beak walking over to him she stood behind Malfoy.
"This is easy," Malfoy drawled, loud enough for Harry to hear him, "I mean if Potter could do it.."
"Then you must have peed your pants working up the courage." Buffy said from behind him, causing Malfoy to jump and Buckbeak to look very angry. "And I wouldn't go through with your plan to insult Buckbeak, here, because he could very easily kill you and I have no urge to save your scrawny butt." She told him and Malfoy flushed in anger. Buckbeak looked at Malfoy in disdain and then walked by him and towards Buffy, again. Malfoy looked at Buffy in anger, because she had caused his plans to fall through.
"Why you little.."
"Didn't we learn anything on the train?" she asked and Hermione laughed, following Buffy out of the padlock.
"That is the end of class." Hagrid yelled and the class made their way back up to the school and into the dining hall.
"Buffy!" Oliver said and then motioned to the empty seat next to him, Buffy nodded and sat next to him. "So, I was wondering if you would go to Hogsmeade with me on Saturday." Every single person at the Gryffindor table stared at the tiny blonde who had won Oliver's heart, whether she knew it or not.
"Sure, but I'll have to ask dad." she told him, indicating Snape. Oliver sighed in relief and the Weasley twins looked about ready to tease him about it, but his look cut them off.
"Hi, I'm Fred, he's George," Fred said, introducing themselves.
"Any relation to Ron?"
"We are his older brothers," they told her. So dinner went on, each person trying to gather as much information from Buffy about herself as possible, trying to find out what type of person she was.
"She is going to be a chaser." Oliver told them and the people on the Quidditch team turned to look her over.
"She's tiny."
"Hey! The last person who said that wound up on his ass." She said and they looked at her with renewed interest. Dinner came to a close and Buffy made her way over to her father.
"Hi dad," she said.
"Hi. How was your day?"
"Good," she told him, "I have a question."
"Yes?"
"Can I go to Hogsmeade with Oliver on Saturday?"
"Well,"
"Please??"
"I guess, but you have to attend my potions class tomorrow morning."
"Deal!" She skipped back over to Oliver. "I can go!" she told them and everyone looked at her.
"I thought you had to ask your father." The Weasley twins asked in confusion.
"I did."
"But you talked to Professor Snape."
"Yes, my dad." she said, with growing impatience. "Do you have a problem with that?"
"Nope." They said together, wondering how Snape had had a child that was so delightful and well, cute. "Good night."
"Good night." She told them and headed off to find Giles.
"Hey watcher." She said, sneaking up on him. "I'm gonna skip out on patrol tonight, because Dad wants me to go to his class tomorrow morning." Giles nodded and went back to his book, "Good night Giles."
"Good night, Buffy."