AN/ Sorry this one is extra short, but as I wrote it it kind of was nice the super short intimacy of it with the two. Another one is coming up though!
After News of Buckbeak's Execution
Hagrid was in tears and distraught. He was in his cabin by the Forbidden Forest, looking out towards the pumpkin patches where Buckbeak laid and pecked on the pumpkins. Visiting him was McGonagall who couldn't help but stare at Hagrid as he stared at Buckbeak.
"I'm so sorry, Hagrid," she said and brought him some tea. "You should drink something."
"Look at him, beautiful in't he," Hagrid ignored her. "He's such a good Hippogriff. As long as ya follow the courtesy's, ain't nothin' he'll do to harm ya. Harry flew on him and them two looked so happy."
"I heard," McGonagall said.
Hagrid turned around and sat on his big armchair. "I was just trying to make a good first class, ya know? Trying' to show that I can do this."
"No one doubted you, Hagrid, not for a second," McGonagall came up to him. "Frankly, when Kettleburn retired and we heard he was appointing you I can't think of anyone who batted an eye at it." That caused Hagrid to smile.
They just sat there in silence, drinking their tea and listening to the sounds of the forest and Buckbeak.