A/N: Okay so its been months and months since I have added anything to this story! Sorry to all my readers! I just got writers block on this story for the LONGEST time! I know this chapter is sooo short but I'm workin on more! Please Review! I will return the favor! It was hard for me to write this way since now I have moved to writing NOT like a script. Please tell me if you would mind me changing it to a traditional 1st or 3rd person! Thank You!

Hagrid: "We'll be goin' inta the Dark Fores'. Yeh two'll be feedin' the Thestrals. Best be goin' now, don' want to be out ter to late." You and Draco follow Hagrid into the forest.

You: "Thestrals?" You look quizzically at the back of Hagrid.

Hagrid: "Yeh'll see. Well, yeh might." You are Draco just give Hagrid a curious look.

Hagrid: "Got ta be quiet for while. Don' want ta attract anythin'." He continues to plow through the brush.

Of course I have to be right behind him… "Ow!" You hear Draco snigger.

You whisper: "Shut up, you git!"

Draco: "Bit touchy now, are we? Are you getting scared of the 'big, bad, forest'?

You: "Oh yeah, terrified." You duck, avoiding a rather large branch. It instead hits an unsuspecting Draco.

Draco: "Ow! Watch what you're doing, you big oaf!"

You stop and whip around: "Who exactly are you talking about, Malfoy?"

Hagrid: "We got ta keep movin'." You turn around and began walking again. Draco comes up next to you.

Draco: "I wasn't talking about you. You aren't exactly a 'big oaf', are you?"

You: "Well. No, I'm not." You give him a side-glance.

A few minutes of silence go by.

Draco: "How much more walking are we going to have to do? I don't think this is a part of detention."

Hagrid: "Not much more Mr. Malfoy. Stop yer worryin'." You sigh and look at Draco.

Draco: "What?"

You: "Nothing. Can't a girl look around?"

Draco: "No, unless I say so."

You say under your breath: "Git." You see him grin from the corner of your eye. After a while the trail starts opening up and you and Draco are having to dodge less branches. Finally the three of you come to a clearing.

What are those? You see a few weird looking horses. They were huge winged horses with white shining eyes, dragonish faces and necks, and skeletal black bodies.

Draco: "What are those?"

Hagrid: "Thestrals. Weren' yeh listenin'?" You and Draco just stare at the Thestrals. Hagrid opens up a bag and pulls out another bag and hands it to Draco. It smells horrid.

Draco holds the bag as far away as he can: "WHAT'S IN HERE?"

Hagrid: "That ther is a bag full o' dead roden's. That's what they eat right there. Killed 'em myself this s'morning. I'll be a bit furth'r down the trail. Just 'oller if yer need me." With that he continued down the path. You and Draco watch him tell he eventually disappears into a dark abyss.

You: "Um, okay. Guess we should, uh, get started?" You look at the bag Draco had set down.

Draco: "I'm not touching this stuff!" He looks into the bag and quickly backs away.

You giggle: "Come on! It's not that bad, is it?" You peer into the bag, the smell of death and blood rush into your nostrils.

You throw the bag away from you: "EW! That is so gross!" A few of the Thestrals look at you. You both stand there, looking at the bag, not wanting to get close to it.

You: "What if we, like, grab the bottom of the bag and just throw all of the rodent things out on the ground?"

Draco: "That's a good idea. Go ahead."

You grab onto his arm: "Come on. You gotta help me!" Both of you grab the bag and fling the dead animals on the ground. You watched as the Thestrals come over and begin chomping down on the rodents.

You: "Mmm, tasty." You sit down and watch them.

Draco sits next to you: "Is this all we're supposed to do? Not much of a detention."

You sigh: "Yeah but it beats anything else we would have to do." You two talk about various things like how weird the Thestrals look and how it would be fun to ride one. Suddenly a twig snaps somewhere in the darkness. You are started and jump closer to Draco.

You stare into the pitch black: "What was that?"

Draco smirks at you: "You scared Perez?"

You scoot away from him: "No."

Yes! What was that!?