𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 (OC x OC)

[003] CHAPTER 14 - hey stephen

"tossing rocks at your window."

Makayla

"What do you mean they want to kill Buckbeak?" I ask Harry.

"Lucius thinks she should be put down!"

"I'll put him down in a minute!"

We run out of the castle, running steeply down the hill to Hagrid's shack. Ron almost trips multiple times on the way, which would likely make me laugh if we were in separate circumstances.

I get to the shack first and find Buckbeak tied to a post in the pumpkin patch. Kneeling down, I hold its cheeks and kiss the top of its head. It doesn't know that it'll be dead by the end of the evening , and won't even know in the moment it dies. That's what breaks my heart.

"What are you all doing here?" Hagrid stands at the door as Harry, Ron, and Hermione catch up to me.

"We heard that my father wants her dead..." I say.

I notice a sad expression grow with his eyebrows quivering, "Right... Well, uh, they're coming with the executioner soon. Quickly, get inside."

We follow him as he scurries inside and closes the door behind us.

"That darn Malfoy boy knows just what to do to be a prick," Hagrid says.

There's a reason that prick rhymes with dick. I should've known that there was no use in trying. He doesn't care. He never does.

"Is there anything that we can do?" Hermione asks.

He shakes his head, "No, unfortunately."

I lean against a small table with a few bowls of fruit and nuts on it. Out the window next to me, I swear that I saw a few people out there. When I turn to look, I see nothing but pumpkins and trees.

"Sirius Black is my godfather," Harry tells Hagrid.

"Ergh, many of us in this room are aware," Hagrid says.

"What?"

"I knew because I work here, uh, Hermione you told them, and Makayla knows because..."

"He's my uncle," I say.

"You're meaning to tell me that we're technically related?" Harry asks.

"Not by blood, but technically, yes."

"Oh my gosh."

"I know."

"Were you guys close?" he asks.

"No. I was one when he went to Azkaban."

"But now he's out."

"I'm aware."

"Well—"

He's cut off my a rock flying through the air from somewhere. It breaks a pot.

"Bloody hell—" Ron sighs as Harry goes to pick up the rock. Another rock comes flying through the window, headed for my head. I duck and it Harry in the back of his neck.

"Ow!"

"What is happening?" Ron is freaking out, like always.

I look out the window with Hermione. Three men are walking toward Hagrid's Shack: Dumbledore, a guy from the ministry, and a dude in black with an overly-sized axe. An executioner."

"Shit, they're coming, we need to go!" I shout.

"Go, go, go!" Hagrid whisper shouts as there's a knock on the door. He opens it and says, "Gentlemen," to greet the three men.

Dumbledore says a few things as Harry, Hermione, Ross, and I sneak out of the shack. As we approach to see the other side of the wall of pumpkins, I expect to see people somewhere, but no. When I look on top of one of the pumpkins, though, I perk of at the sight of small, flat, circular, gray rocks, similar to the ones that had flown through the window.

"We should probably—" Hermione starts to say right as I see someone in the corner of my eye through the trees behind me. I suppose that Hermione saw it as well because we both jolt our heads behind us.

I watch as a figure disappears behind a tree. Huh, that's not odd at all.

"What is it?" Harry asks.

"Nothing, I just..." Hermione says, "nevermind."