Professor Filch left and Lupin looked at the two of you.

'So, detention... let's see. Draco, why don't you start by cleaning those tables. Y/N you can help me with rearranging these cupboards.'

Draco sighed and walked towards the table with a bucket filled with cleaning products. You walked to professor Lupin and started emptying the cupboard.

'So, Y/N, you were the last person I thought would get detention.'

'Yeah... it's also not entirely my fault.'

'It is.' Draco sighed. 

'Oh shut up, bleach hair.' You sighed.

'Bleach hair?!'

'I like it. It's a nice nickname.' You grinned.

You focused back on the cupboard. Lupin sighed and helped you reorganize the cupboards in the way he liked it.

'Professor I'm done.' Draco sighed after an hour or two.

'Very good. You can leave now. You too Y/N.'

'Okay, see you tomorrow professor.'

You walked out and Draco followed you. You sighed and walked towards the common room.

'My father thinks it's pathetic that a mudblood got me detention! He thinks they had no right of giving me detention since it was all y9ur fault.'

'I don't care what you or your father think about me! Now leave me alone, you got me trouble enough.'

You hurried towards the common room and sighed.

-

You walked through the forest heading towards Hagrid a few weeks later. You were nervous... Hagrid just heard what would happen to Buckbeak.

'Calm down Y/N. It might be fine.' Harry tried to comfort you.

'We'll see..'

You saw Hagrid standing near the lake, throwing stones in.

'How did it go Hagrid? The hearing.' You asked.

'Well first off, the committee members took turns talking about why we were there.'

He threw another stone and it bounced on the surface before sinking in.

'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 it looked at you.'

He threw another stone. You looked at him and felt that this wasn't going to be okay.

'And then?' Hermione asked.

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

'They're not sacking you!' Harry spoke spoke while stepping forwards a bit.

'No I'm not sacked...' He sighed.  'Buckbeak has been sentenced to dead.' He chocked.

Then your mind went blank. Buckbeak had to die?! No... you spent so much time with him. Tears came up in your eyes. You turned around and ran into the forest.

'Y/N!' Hermione yelled.

You ran and ran. You came to Hagrid hut and saw Buckbeak. He looked at you. You bowed down and he bowed back. You ran towards him and sat down on the grass besides him. You laid down against his stomach and buckbeak stroke his beak passed your cheek. Then you saw a white haired figure... Draco. Hermione, Harry, Ron and Hagrid hurried out of the forest. You got up and ran towards Draco.

'You ugly little brat! How dare you do something to an innocent creature!' You yelled at him.

He smirked at you in amusement.

'He got what he deserved.'

'I swear to God that I'll kill you one day! Together with your stupid father! I'll completely destroy you!' You yelled while a tear of anger rolled down your cheek.

Hermione grabbed your arm and pulled you with her. 

'I'd like to see you try.' He grinned.

You tried to pull you arm from he grib but Hermione already dragged you down the hill towards Buckbeak. Hagrid stood there looking at him. Hermione let you go and you walked towards Hagrid.  You placed your hand and his arm, because you couldn't reach his shoulder, and he looked at you. You gave him a hug and he hugged you back.

'Buckbeak is a good Hippogriff.' You said.

'I know...' Hagrid sighed.

You sat down in front of Buckbeak and moved your hand passed his beak. Of course buckbeak didn't know what was happening, he was happy as always to see you.

After a while you all headed back to the castle. You sighed and moved your hand through your hair.

'I would have punched that ugly idiot if you wouldn't have pulled me away.' You sighed.

'I would have loved to see that.' Ron laughed. 

'His father will hear that you want to kill him and his dad.' Harry sighed.

'Let him... Daddy's boy.' You sighed.

You walked into the great hall and sat down at the Gryffindor table. You grabbed some food, not to much... you weren't really hungry. You took a bite.

'I can't believe this... I just can't.'

'It's horrible. Buckbeak didn't do anything. It was Malfoys own fault.' Harry spoke in a bit of anger.

'It was! Hagrid warned him!' You sighed.

'When will it happen?' Ron asked. 

'Next week.' Hermione sighed.

You took a sip from your drink and finished your plate of food.

'I'll be going outside for a moment...'

'We're not allowed Y/N.' Hermione spoke.

'Oh... keep forgetting...' you sighed again.

'Cheer up Y/N.' Ron tried.

'I can't cheer up... Buckbeak is an amazing creature.... I'll miss him.'

'Everyone will miss him! Except Malfoy and his goons.' Harry sighed.

'And his father.' You added.

Everyone started heading back towards the common room. You got up and followed slowly. When you entered you sat down one the red couch and stared at the fireplace.

'Hi Y/N!' Neville smiled cheerfully.

He sat down besides you.

'What up?' He immediatly asked.

'Buckbeak has been sentenced to dead.'

Neville looked at you.

'Really? I'm so sorry Y/N.'

'You don't have anything to be sorry about.'

You told Neville the story Hagrid told you.

'That little imbecile has gone to far!'

'I almost hit him... Hermione pulled me away.'

'That would have been funny.'

You let out a small grin.

-

'Please professor! You can't let them do this!' You spoke to Dumbledore.

Tomorrow Buckbeak would be executed. You tried to stop it but you just couldn't.

'I'm sorry Y/N... it's has been decided. I know you care about this creature but he attacked a student.'

'It was his own fault! Please sir-'

'Y/N... please just let it go.'

Dumbledore walked away and you just stood there. You glanced over at the Slytherins in the corner. Draco shot you a smirk and you walked over to him while balling you fists. You hit him right in the stomach and Draco gulped.

'Well... and who might you be?'

You turned around and saw a big man. He had white hair and silver eyes... Lucius Malfoy.

'Non of your concern.' You spat.

'You shouldn't talk to your superiors like that.' Lucius spoke.

'Your son didn't get his attitude from a stranger I can see.'

Draco got up and shot you a look.

'How dare you punch me. You filthy mudblood.' He hissed.

'A mudblood? Might you be Y/N Y/L... yes Draco told me about you.'

'Very cute but I refuse to spent one more second with any of your kind.'

'Our kind? You mean... worthy wizards?' He asked.

'If you call yourselves that... I would say: ignorant little pieces of garbage.'

'Garbage?! How dare you talk to me like that! Do you know how I am?!'

'Lucius Malfoy, the bleached hair idiot that sentenced Buckbeak to death. The guy who's more annoying then his own bloody son. He got the word Mudblood from you, didn't he? Tell me, are you proud of that wimp?' You asked.

'You should be really careful now, you filthy Muggle-born.'

'You can't punch girls or children so why would I watch out?' You smirked while crossing your arms.

He didn't answer.

'Thought so. Goodbye "mister Malfoy."'

You walked away. You sighed and felt pretty good for punching him. He deserved it... that little brat...