The Werewolf and The Monster

Chapter 39 - Reapers Visitors

She stared at Hagrid with a risen eyebrow. "You want me to what?"

"Teach me lesson today." He grinned widely. Brushing his hands down his sides. "Please?"

Pandora sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "What would I even teach? What is Dumbledores opinion of this?"

"Dumbledore approves, and Yeh could teach about creatures from yeh home?" He trails off in more of a question then a confirmed answer.

"Hagrid your killin' me here." She groaned and looked up at him. "Fine, But your my assistant. Do I need to bring something with me or just talk about one." She waved her hands around.

"Whatever yeh think is bes'" He smiled and clasped his hands together.

"Oh for deaths sake." She grumbled and stalked off, Wandering down the hall, pocketing her hands.

Hermione appeared sometime during her walk, she couldn't pinpoint an actual time, But when she finally came to her senses she heard Hermione calling her name.

"Pandora? Are you okay? Should we get Madam Pomphrey or Birdie?"

Pandora's attention snapped to her. "Hm? Oh uh, Sorry, I was lost in thought. Did you need me?"

"Yeah, Ronalds got himself stuck, in a tree." She sighed.

Pandora fell to a halt. Looking at the bushy haired witch in front of her, trying to avoid smiling and laughing. "Ron has got himself. Stuck. In. A. Tree?"

Hermione smiled and nodded, leading the Grim-Reaper out into the courtyard and to the small group forming above a large old oak tree.

"Hey Weaselbe! Why don't you just jump?!" A familiar platinum haired boy remarked, taunting the ginger boy in the tree.

Pandora sighed and silently snuck up, smacking the back of Draco's head. "Silent you, before I put you at the very top myself."

Draco huffed and rubbed the back of his head. Looking at the Grim-Reaper next to him.

"Ronald, please inform me how the FUCK you got stuck in a tree." She questioned, crossing her arms.

Ron stuttered over his response. "I-uh, I w-was climbing the t-t-tree, Because Harry dared me, And I-I can't get d-down."

She glared at the boy who lived before looking back at the ginger boy, climbing up the tree lazily. She hung off the branch in front of him with a singular hand, looking at him disappointedly.

He gulped and looked at her. "You gonna help me down or not?"

"Oh I am, I just want the humiliation to sink in further." She wraps her arm around Ron and dragged him close to her. "Cling onto me, I'm not an Arachnid."

Ron tightly wrapped his arms around her, then swinging his legs around her too, clinging to her like his life depended on it. Pandora sighed and let go, falling to the ground. She landed on her feet and took her gloves off, picking out some bark splinters from the leather. Ron sighed and stood up, trembling slightly.

Pandora sighed and smacked Ron with her gloves. "Climb up another tree and I'll leave you there. You blithering idiot!"

McGonagall walked over, confused by the sight before her. "What happened? Mr Weasley what did you do?"

"The idiot got himself stuck up a tree and ruined my gloves while I had to get him." She huffed disappointedly. Pandora examined the damage to her gloves.

"Maybe he should pay for replacements? Oh wait! He cant!" Another voice wrung out, a rather smug unfamiliar one, Pandora groaned as she turned around and was met with the face of a resident in Deaths Land.