The evening was sunny and bright for what was about to go down at Hagrid's hut.

Robyn, along with her three best friends, made their way down to their friends house on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest. They were going to show moral support. With everything that has happened so far this year, the four best friends didn't know which had been worse so far.

"I can't believe they're going to kill Buckbeak! It's too horrible." Hermione cried out.

Each of the four were wearing their own clothes for this evening, as it was too warm to wear their school uniform. But it was still quite chilly, so they all wore jeans, a t-shirt and either a hoody or a jacket.

"It just got worse." Harry muttered and Ron, Hermione and Robyn looked, only to see Draco, Crabbe and Goyle spying on Hagrid with a pair of binoculars.

Hagrid was standing in the pumpkin patch throwing dead ferrets at Buckbeak with giant sized tears running down his face. Suddenly, Hagrid had no ferrets left to throw and with a wipe of his eye's, he turned into his hut.

"Did you see the big, fat blubbering oaf?! Oh, this is going to be rich. Did I tell you, Father said I can keep the head-" Draco looked up with a sinister smile and saw the four friends. "Ah. Come to see the show?" Crabbe and Goyle laughed.

Hermione marched forward, her fists clenched either side of her and her face showing nothing but fury and determination.

"You... foul... loathsome... evil... little cockroach..." Hermione spat at Malfoy, advancing towards him, until Malfoy had nowhere to go and was pressed up against a large rock. Crabbe and Goyle didn't know what to do without the help of their leader and that made Robyn want to laugh.

Hermione's wand was pressed against Draco's neck and Draco was standing helpless, shivering with fear.

"Hermione! No!" She turned to Ron, surprised. "He's not worth it."

Hermione turned back to Malfoy and retracted her wand. Just as Malfoy let out a breath of relief, a loud crack echoed through the peaceful evening. Draco held his bloody nose and Hermione turned away, grinning from ear to ear. Draco, Crabbe and Goyle ran for it.

"That felt good."

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"Look at 'em. Loves the smell o' the trees when the wind blows..." Hagrid sniffled and Robyn looked over her shoulder at him sadly. She was making everyone tea, while the trio and Hagrid sat. She volunteered to do it as she knew the trio knew Hagrid a lot better than she did and could offer him more comfort.

"I say we set him free." Harry said suddenly, making Robyn drop the teaspoon she was using on the floor with a clatter.

She mumbled a quick apology and bent down to retrieve the spoon, red in the face. Feeling embarrassed, Robyn turned her back to her friends again and carried on with making the tea.

Hagrid shook his head, immediately closing off Harry's idea. "They'd know I did it. And tha' would only get Dumbledore in trouble. Gonna come down, yeh know. Says he wants ter be with me when it... when it happens. Great man, Dumbledore." Hagrid wiped yet another tear that rolled down his face.

Robyn turned to face her crestfallen friends, a tray of freshly made tea in her hands. Her hands shook slightly, the tray rattling with her, making Hermione stand up and take the tray out of Robyn's hands and place it on the small table that was centred in the middle of the sitting area.

Robyn wiped her hands on her jeans, fear and sadness clutching on to her. She hated to see everyone so down and there was nothing nobody could do about it. It was inevitable. Robyn also couldn't get what Trelawney had said to Harry out of her head.

Tonight, when the clock strikes twelve, the servant shall break free. He and his Master shall be reunited. It cannot be prevented.

Robyn did not know what it was about or if it was even true but that didn't stop the feeling of something bad was going to happen take over her. She had tried to convince herself it was probably just what was going to happen to Buckbeak but she knew it was something more. Something unknown to her.

"We'll stay with you too, Hagrid." Hermione said, resting her small hand on Hagrid's rather larger arm.

"Yeh will not! Think I wan' yeh seein' a thing like that! No. Yeh'll drink yer tea an' be off." Hagrid said sternly, showing the four students there was no argument to be made.

"But before yer do." Hagrid turned his gigantic body and reached into a small pot. Out he pulled a shaking and very skinny rat. Robyn's eye's went wide as she took a sip of her tea. Robyn felt some weight lift off her shoulder's.

Now there won't be anymore arguments about which animal killed which.

Robyn thought, feeling a bit more happier. But not much.

"Scabbers! You're alive!" Ron exlaimed, taking the malnourished rat into his hands.

"Yeh should keep a closer eye on yer pets, Ron." Hagrid said.

"I think you owe someone an apology." Hermione huffed, her face cross.

"Right. Next time I see Crookshanks, I'll let him know." Ron shrugged.

"I meant me."

"Here we go again." Robyn muttered into her mug of tea but it must have been quite loud as she saw Harry trying to contain his smile.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a jar on Hagrid's windowsill smashed to pieces. Hermione walked forward and scooped up a strange, jagged stone. All of a sudden, a second stone came out of nowhere and hit Harry on the back of his head.

"Ow!" Harry turned to the window and his eye's went wide. Making their way down to Hagrid's hut was Dumbledore, Cornelius Fudge and (Harry guessed) the Executioner.

"Hagrid..." Harry warned. Everyone turned to look out the window and panic crossed each of their faces. The mug of tea slipped from Robyn hands and smashed to the floor, tea splashing up her legs. She bent down and clumsily tried to pick it up.

"It don't matter. Leave it." Hagrid told her and lifted her to her feet with ease. "Yeh got to go! It's almost dark. Anyone sees yeh outside the castle it'll be trouble! Big trouble! 'Specially you, Harry-"

Loud knocks on the door interrupted Hagrid and they all stiffened, scared.

Harry slowly put one of his finger to his lips, signalling them all to be quiet. Then whispering quietly, he said: "C'mon."

Waving a quick goodbye to Hagrid, the four friends exited out the backdoor of Hagrid's hut just as the Headmaster, Fudge and the Executioner came through the front.

Running swiftly, the quartet hid behide the pumpkin patch, giving a clear veiw of Hagrid's hut and Buckbeak.

Fudge poked his nose through the window of Hagrid's home and looked at Buckbeak. With a swift nod, he turned his attention back into the room he was standing in.

Abruptly, Robyn and Hermione heard a whisper and the snap of a twig. The two girls spun around and looked, only to see nothing.

"What?" Harry hissed.

"Nothing, I just thought I saw... Never mind." Hermione eyed the Forbidden Forest suspiciously before both, Hermione and Robyn, turned back around.

Once they saw the coast was clear, the four of them ran for it. They ran a good distance before slowing down, far away from any Professor that might get them into trouble.

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The time seemed to go very slow. Irritatingly slow. The quartet stood on the slope, leading down to Hagrid's hut, watching and waiting silently for the worst to happen. For Buckbeak's death.

None of them spoke. None of them moved. They just listened to the whistle of the wind and the distant voice of Albus trying to make conversation.

They could hear Hagrid crying and the creaking of his door opening. All went silent. Even the friendly touch of the wind against the quartets skin seemed to go ice cold and hollow.

Robyn's breathing sped up and her throat dried up as she felt the world closing in around her. Her teary eye's found Harry's and he grabbed on to her hand at once, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Oh, God. It's time." Robyn croaked as she watched a swarm of crows fly away, chirping almost excitingly.

A tear slid down Robyn's face as she heard the sickening sound of an axe making contact with Buckbeak's neck. Hermione let out a gasp and cried into Ron's shoulder and Robyn cuddled into Harry, crying into his chest as he rested his chin on top of her head, as he was alot taller then she was. Both Ron and Harry didn't cry but stared numbly at Hagrid's hut, not quite believing what just happened.

(Slowly getting to the end of the book. Not long left to go now. Hope you like. Vote and comment and I will try to update again soon. Thank you for everything you have done for me. Bye.)