Draco's P.O.V

The sky was a sickly grey color today it matched the general mood around the castle, Potter got attacked by Dementors on the quidditch pitch a few days ago and that had Astoria worried sick and because she was worried my nerves began to fray. Today is just another day of tragedy for us it's Buckbeak's execution day. We decided to meet up with the golden trio at Hagrid's hut to say our finale goodbyes. I walked out of my room and no loud greeting welcomed me, Blaise and Astoria looked as if all the fight had been drained out of them but who could blame them the combination of Dementor ickyness and Buckbeak execution was a deadly emotional cocktail. I attempted to breath some life into them by saying, "Hey we should march to Hagrid's who's with me" I conjured a mini orchestra and it started to play marching music unfortunately it didn't have any effect on their mood. I sighed and said, "Guys I know this is tough but its our last chance to visit Buckbeak" Blaise stood up and said, "C'mon princess it's something we have to do and you know it" She stood but kept her head hung low and we just kind of drifted to Hagrid's hut.

The Golden trio was waiting for us and Potter said, "People like Goyle disgust me, he's a coward in the worst way. Instead of facing up to the fact he made an arse of himself he decided to go cry to his father. It makes my very blood burn." Granger spoke up and said, "I wish we could fix this but we can't the only thing we can do is stay here and support Hagrid." I gave a sigh and leaned against the window when all of a sudden a rock went flying in the window and broke one of the clay containers. I looked around and then another one hit Potter in the back of the head and he looked at me as if I did it. He poked his head out the window and turned a pale color and said, "Guys we have a problem here comes the executioner and Professor Dumbledore." The moment he said that something hit me in the back of the head.

If I ever find out who's throwing things at us I'm going to kill them. We managed to slip out the back door and as we walked through the pumpkin patch we bade Buckbeak one last goodbye. We then began to make our way up the hill and when we arrived at the top, a twisted sight awaited us. The double dumb and their pet pug were watching the horrible scene taking place down the pumpkin patch and before I had time to even speak two figures whizzed past me at top speed.

The two brightest witches of our age were gunning for the parts that made the double dumb male if they were allowed to continue they might just commit murder not that was necessarily a bad thing but knowing their luck they would both be tossed into Azkaban. My tone was soft as I said, "Astoria please stop they aren't worth it and revenge won't change anything she lowered her wand and then began trying to calm Granger. "Weasley spoke up and said, "He's not worth it Mione, he'll get what's coming to him in the end." She dropped her wand and turned to walk away but I recognized the glint in her eye and apparently so did Goyle because he grabbed me by the back of my jacket and pulled me in front of him.

Then a fist collides with my nose and a blinding pain assaults my nerves and all I can hear is the idiots laughing and running away followed by Weasley saying, "Nice shot Mione you really showed him who's boss right in his perfect Slytherin nose!" Granger then smacked him on the back of the head and said, "You daft dimbo I wasn't aiming for him, I was trying to punch Goyle. Oh, my god Malfoy I'm so sorry is it broken?" I felt it and everything seemed to be in one piece so I simply held my nose and said, "Granger you should be a professional boxer with a swing like that and you didn't mean it so I forgive you."

The sound of mourning bells caught our attention and our eyes drifted back to the pumpkin patch where the executioner had just steeped out of Hagrid's back door. The official pulled his parchment and began to read the decree. Astoria leaned her head against my chest and just started to sob I wrapped my arms around her and held her even closer as a solitary tear escaped my eyes. Blaise also wrapped his arms around her so that she was sandwiched between us and I shot a quick glance at the golden trio who were in the same position we were in and then to my surprise Weasel yelped and said, "Scabbers just bit me and now he's running away."

Weasels rat ran away and he began to dash after it like a looney and soon the rest of the golden trio followed in suite. My tone was snarky as I said, "Look at those idiots chasing after a ray pretty silly right guys? uh guys" Astoria then immediately took off after the golden trio followed by Blaise leaving dust in his wake, oh bugger me. I took off after my friends I knew Potter would drag me into a mess. We finally caught up to the golden trio and Weasel had his filthy animal in his hand well that looks like a wrap time to head back to the common room to mourn Buckbeak and have a steaming cup of hot chocolate. All of a sudden Weasel let out a ear piercing scream and said, "Its the Grim!" I turned and saw the same black dog that appeared before me on the train, it had its teeth bared and it was growling fiercely, oh bloody hell why is it always me.

It jumped over my head and grabbed Weasel by the leg and began to drag him toward a huge tree and Potter went after him but to no avail he was dragged into a hollow under the tree, that's the moment I realized where we were and how much danger we were actually in, it was the Whomping Willow that stood before us now and it was not happy. It began whomping around not sure if that's actually a word but I don't bloody care at the moment. We some how managed to make it underneath the hollow with only a few minor injuries and I was on top of the pile like I should be. Blaise dusted himself off and said, "That bloody Whomping Willow deserves to be whomped good, it needs to stop being so bloody whompy."

I wanted to argue that statement made no sense at all but I decided against it. The headache that ensues will be too much to bare right now. Astoria held onto my arm and said, "That was so much fun we should do it again sometime don't you think!" There's my crazy little serpent back to her usual nuttiness, its so much better than her sorrowful state even if it does increase my chances of dying. We heard the Weasels faint crying and proceeded further down the tunnel and then we came across a hatch that led to what looked to be the inside of the Shrieking Shack and there laid Weasel, rat in hand and looking scared to death he finally mumbled, "Sirius Black is the grim." My eyes scanned the floor and found a trail of bloody paw prints and at the end of the trail was a man who looked to be pretty scraggly he had black hair and brown eyes, there was no questioning that this was indeed my uncle Sirius. Oh, bloody hell this wasn't going to end well.

My mind was racing we were seriously outmatched but then Professor Lupin burst in followed by Professor Snape, we were saved. Then out of nowhere Professor Lupin cast a stunning spell at Professor Snape. I was so confused when Professor Lupin started to hug Sirius Black, what in the bloody hell was going on here?