"Rose, please" Scorpius said weakly after another bout of noise from the cabin.
"What?" She was positively skipping towards the cabin "You're a Ravenclaw right, don't you jump at the opportunity to learn new things?"
"Not when said things probably want to bite off my head" He grumbled
"Well it's not like you have a choice, but if you want I'll go in first"
"Aren't you Hermione's daughter?" He asked
"What of it" Rose pulled him to the door and knocked three times
"Well you know YOU'RE SKIPPING CLASS ON YOY SEC-... ond… day" Standing in the doorway was an acrid black scorpion with one acid green eye. Fang, the dog bounded up to it and, in comparison the scorpion was only slightly larger.
"ISN'T THIS JUST SO COOL!" Rose squealed
"Transfiguration" Scorpius mumbled mutley.
Rose bustled through the door and said, in a rather business-like to whatever was inside the cabin
"I brought the fire flower Hagrid"
She flicked out her wand and muttered something, Scorpius was swept in through the doorway, narrowly avoiding touching the scorpion. Rose dumped her bag on the floor and it exploded in a tumble of green thorny weed. The scorpion-thing scuttled over and lay atop it. A loud shredding sound issued from the heap and, gradually the pile sunk down, the scorpion growing ever larger as it receded. Soon the weed was all gone, the creature stopped, blinked twice then let out an ear piercing roar.
Hagrid ran up to him and Rose them both grabbed by the waist, lifting them easily. As he stormed through the door he had just enough time to get them and fang outside before another ear piercing screech echoed throughout the grounds, and with a mighty boom Hagrid's cabin exploded. Shattering it into a million pieces like wineglass against concrete.
From the epicenter of the rubble they could see the black creature, it was quivering and shaking, then from it's eye a brown liquid exploded covering everyone present in the sickly liquid, the smell of only slightly off pork and copious amounts of honey permeated around. Once they'd cleared the goop from their faces they saw right where it had been was a oily black egg about the size of a quaffle, a perfect sphere. Scorpius looked down at his completely soiled uniform,
"Transfiguration" he muttered, once more.