Thantophobia||Fred Weasley

Realization

-Beautiful day.

-Gorgeous, unless you've been ripped to pieces.

-Ripped to pieces? What are you talking about?

-Ronald have lost his rat.

Ronald? Oh my god. If Ron his not Ron's entire name, it means Fred and George might have a rest of name too? I need to find out. The snow melted and it's Spring now. My favorite season with Autumn. The colors are always so gorgeous every day and it compliments the color of my skin a lot. I'm not really following the trio's conversation as we are walking down to Hagrid's hut. What I got is that Ron thinks Hermione's cat ate his cat or something like that. Hard like a blade, Hermione is contesting this supposition. The trial of Buckbeak happened a couple days ago and Hagrid's finally back from it. I wonder how it went and I hope it's not too bad for Buckbeak, I got attached to this big beast. At Hagrid's hut, he is not there but we walk in direction of the river and he is there, feet in the water, throwing ricochets. He only ever does that when he is not feeling well. I really hope it's not too bad. I speak first because all of us feels a little embarrass to interrupt Hagrid's sobbing. He'll forgive me, he needs support right now.

-How did it go, Hagrid? The reading?

-Well, first off, the committee members took turns... talking about why we were there. And then I got up and did my piece. Said how Buckbeak... was a good hippogriff, always cleaned his feathers. And then Lucius Malfoy got up. Well, you can imagine. He said Buckbeak was a deadly and dangerous creature... who would kill you as soon as look at you.

I don't know who I hate the most. Draco, or his father.

-And then?

-And then he asked for the worst, did old Lucius.

Harry seems boiled with anger.

-They're not sacking you!

-No, I am not sacked.

Hagrid takes a pause before continuing and I am expecting the worst.

-Buckbeak has been sentenced to death.

The crack in Hagrid's voice says he is not lying. Anyways, why would he lie about that. He throws another rock in the water and the ricochet fail. He's at his wit's end. I'm so close to start crying but Hagrid needs a hug more than I right now. It's not time to worry about wetting my jeans, I walk in the water towards Hagrid sobbing harder and harder every second. I'm in the water at his level and I hug him. I'm not tall enough to enroll him with my arms but he starts to cry even harder as he hugs me back which makes me cry. We stay there for a couple minutes which felt like a split second and he talks first. The trio is still in the back, not knowing how to act.

-Dumbledore will be furious at me if he saw you with me during the sunset. The curfew is close, we all need a good sleep.

We shake our heads to agree with him and the five of us walk back towards his hut, heads down, eyes staring awkwardly to the floor and in silence. I think we're all searching for a solution right now. Hagrid leaves us and we go back in the common room without talking to each other. By reflexes, I enter the twin's room instead of mine, I don't want to be left alone, right now. Normally, I would try to act happy but I know I can trust them . I open the door and close it behind me. When I turn around, I don't think they've ever been so calm before. They stare at me confused but, as I expected, they realizes easily something is wrong. I could not lie to them. They are both sitting on the ground, facing each other, reading a book whom I can't see the cover because of the lightning. They close their books to ask me what's the problem and I see the cover of their books. They are reading the same one.