Y/n Potter and the Wizarding World

Quidditch Final And Whomping Willows

Hermione: He sent me this.

Hermione said holding out the letter to Y/n. The parchment was damp and enormous teardrops had smudged the ink so badly in places that it was very difficult to read more than normal for Y/n with his reading difficulties.

Y/n: Dear Hermione, We lost. I'm allowed to bring him back to Hogwarts. Execution date to be fixed. Beaky has enjoyed London. I won't forget all the help you gave us.
Hagrid

Y/n: They can't do this. They can't. Buckbeak isn't dangerous.

Hermione: Malfoy's dad frightened the Committee into it.

Said Hermione, wiping her eyes.

Hermione: You know what he's like. They're a bunch of doddery old fools, and they were scared. There'll be an appeal, though, there always is. Only I can't see any hope.... Nothing will have changed."

Ron: Yeah, it will.

Said Ron fiercely.

Ron: You won't have to do all the work alone this time, Hermione. I'll help.

Y/n: About damn time....

Hermione flung her arms around Y/n's neck and broke down completely. Y/n, looking quite sad, patted her very on the back as he held her. Finally, Hermione drew away.

Hermione: Ron, I'm really, really sorry about Scabbers...

She sobbed.

Ron: Oh, well, he was old. And he was a bit useless. You never know, Mum and Dad might get me an owl now.

The safety measures imposed on the students since Black's second break-in made it impossible for Y/n, Harry, Ron, Sarah and Hermione to go and visit Hagrid in the evenings. Their only chance of talking to him was during Care of Magical Creatures lessons. He seemed numb with shock at the verdict.

Hagrid: S'all my fault. Got all tongue-tied. They was all sittin' there in black robes an' I kep' droppin' me notes and forgettin' all them dates yeh looked up fer me, Hermione. An' then Lucius Malfoy stood up an' said his bit, and the Committee jus' did exac'ly what he told 'em....

Ron: There's still the appeal!

Said Ron fiercely.

Sarah: Don't give up Yet, we're working on it!

They were walking back up to the castle with the rest of the class. Ahead they could see Malfoy, who was walking with Crabbe and Goyle, and kept looking back, laughing derisively.

Hagrid: S'no good, Ron

Said Hagrid sadly as they reached the castle steps.

Hagrid: That Committee's in Lucius Malfoy's pocket. I'm jus' gonna make sure the rest o' Beaky's time is the happiest he's ever had. I owe him that....

Hagrid turned around and hurried back toward his cabin, his face buried in his handkerchief.

Malfoy: Look at him blubber!

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle had been standing just inside the castle doors, listening.

Malfoy: Have you ever seen anything quite as pathetic?

said Malfoy.

Malfoy: And he's supposed to be our teacher!

Y/n: Hey Malfoy.......

SMACK!

Y/n with all the strength he could muster punched Malfoy in the nose causing him to stagger onto the floor and gushing blood all over his robes. Harry, Sarah, Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle stood flabbergasted by the pure rage that still remained on Y/n's face.