September 2th, 1993
“When does divination start?” Daphne asked. “9 a.m.” Blaise said. “Why did we choose this class again?” “Because this is the only class that is going to be slightly tolerable and maybe even funny” Draco answered me. “Right”. Since everyone had finished breakfast, we decided to head to class ‘early’. Not that it mattered, we were still late. “Welcome my children, in this room you shall explore the noble art of divination in this room you shall discover if you possess the sight. I am professor Trelawney, together we shall cast ourselves into the future this term which we’ll be focusing on tessomancy which is the art of reading tea leaves. Please take the cup of the person sitting opposite of you.” Professor Trelawney kept rambling on. “This lady is sucking the life out of me” I groaned. “You said this would be fun” said Blaise. “I thought it would be” explained pansy. “I didn’t think it would be this boring”. We all looked up when we heard a cup fall. “My dear, you have the Grimm” Trelawney said trembling. “The grin, what’s the grin?” asked Seamus Finnigan. “Not the grin you idiot, the Grimm. Taking the form of a giant spectral dog, it's among the darkest omens in our world. It's an omen...of death” said a boy named Bem. “Why is everyone so dramatic” I sighed. “Everyone is dramatic when it’s about Potter” Draco said.
After lunch it was time for care of magical creatures. “I can’t believe they let that oaf teach” said Draco. “I have absolutely know idea who you’re talking about”. “You can’t miss him, I mean he is half giant” said Blaise in disbelief. “Well, I managed to”. After quite a walk we arrived at Hagrid’s hut. "C'mon, now, get a move on! Got a real treat for yeh today! Great lesson comon' up! Everyone here? Right, follow me!" he said. We followed him to the forbidden forest. “Form a group over there and open yer books to page 49”. “Exactly how do we do that?” asked Draco. “You stroke the spine” I whispered to him. “Just stroke the spine of course” the half giant said. Suddenly a boy started screaming. “Don’t be such a whimp Longbottom”. I laughed at Draco’s remark. “I think they’re funny” Granger said. “Oh yeah! It’s terribly funny, really witty. God this place has gone to the dogs. Wait until my father hears Dumbledore’s got this oaf teaching classes.” Me and the other Slytherins laughed. “Shut up Malfoy”. Draco gave his bag to Crabbe and walked up to Potter. He looked at him before taking a few steps backwards. “Dementor dementor” he shouted. Potter looked behind him, when he looked back we all had our hoods on and pretended to be dementors. All Slytherins laughed. Hagrid cleared his throat “tatatata”. “What’s that?” whispered Daphne. “A Hippogriff”. “Isn’t he beautiful” Hagrid continued. “Say hello to Buckbeak”. “What exactly is that?” asked Weasley. “That Ron is a Hippogriff. The first thing you want to know about Hippogriffs is that they’re very proud creatures, very easily offended. You do not want to insult the Hippogriff, it may just be the last thing you’ll ever do. Now who’d like to come and say hello?” Draco pulled me back. “Well done Harry, well done”. We walked to the front, Crabbe en Goyle pushing people out of our way. Draco took a bite of his apple as soon as he got a good view. Potter followed Hagrid’s instructions. After he said hello to Buckbeak, Hagrid picked him up and put him down on the creature. As soon as he sat Buckbeak flew into the air. “He is such a show-off” said Pansy annoyed. After Potter landed, Draco made is way up to Buckbeak. “Draco don’t” I warned him. “You’re not dangerous at all, are you” he said. “You great ugly brute”. Buckbeak raised it’s claw and slashed Draco’s arm. “It’s killed me, it’s killed me”. Blaise and ran to his side while Hagrid lifted him up. “Class dismissed”. “You’re gonna regret this, you and your bloody chicken”.
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