𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙉𝙚𝙬
Summary: A quick getaway on a friendly beast becomes something much more significant {Cedric Diggory x Y/N} ∞ “Tatatataaa!” Hagrid sings, putting both of his arms up to present the creature in front of us.
Trotting towards us is what looks like a horse and eagle all at once. It has the body, hind legs, and tail of a horse, but its front legs, wings, and head closely resembles the features of an eagle.
“Isn’t he beautiful?” Hagrid exclaims happily. “This is Buckbeak. He’s a Hippogriff. They’re very proud creatures, Hippogriffs. Yeh don’t want to insult ‘em cause it might just be the last thing yeh do.”
I watch Buckbeak in awe as he lets out a squawk. He truly is beautiful.
“Right,” Hagrid says eagerly. “Now who wants to go say hello?”
The whole class backs away fearfully, except me, who take a slight step forward at the beautiful creature.
I turn around to Cedric, exchanging a certain look with him, communicating purely with our eyes. He lets out a heavy breath, mouthing a, ‘Fine,’ before stepping forwards with me.
“Come on, Y/N and Cedric,” Hagrid says happily, waving a big hand for the both of us to come forward.
“If I get eaten by this thing, I’m fully blaming it on you, Adair,” Cedric murmurs out from the corner of his mouth as we slowly approach the beast.
“How will you be able to blame me when you’ve already been eaten?” I grin.
He opens his mouth to shoot back, but Hagrid continues to give us directions, and I press a finger to my mouth.
“You might want to listen or else you’ll be Buckbeak’s lunch, Golden Boy.”
“Make sure yeh wait for the hippogriff to make the first move,” Hagrid instructs. “Yeh first have to bow, an’ if he bows back, then yeh may pet him.”
I lower myself into a polite bow, making direct eye contact with the creature, and trying my best not to break it. I can feel my eyes slowly start to water from refraining from blinking. I always lost to Jeremy at staring contests.
‘Any day now, buddy. I can feel my eyes practically sliding out of my sockets.’
As if reading my mind, the hippogriff cocks his head curiously at us, flapping his wings lightly. He finally lets out a friendly squawk before sinking into a low bow.
“Well done, both of you!” Hagrid exclaims cheerfully, tossing Buckbeak what looks like a dead ferret. “Now yeh can touch him. Pat his beak, go on!”
Cedric and I step closer to the hippogriff, placing our hands on his beak delicately as he nuzzles against us, closing his eyes contentedly.
“Congrats, you didn’t become hippogriff chow today,” I grin, and Cedric rolls his eyes, but his lips eventually break out into a smile, his dimples popping up.
“Now, are yeh ready to ride him?” Hagrid says.
“What?” I ask blankly. “No– no, I didn’t agree to this–”
But my protests are pointless as Hagrid picks both me and Cedric up easily, and setting me down behind Cedric on top of the hippogriff.
“Hagrid– Hagrid!” I exclaim, but it’s no use.
“Off you two go then!” he cheers, before slapping the animal’s hind-quarters.
Buckbeak shoots off with a jolt, causing me to let out a shriek of panic and settle my arms around Cedric’s waist for security.
My eyes are snapped tightly shut as I can feel the creature take off higher, and wind pulling my hair back.
“Open your eyes, Clever Girl!” Cedric yells out before letting out a whoop of laughter.
I open my eyes a slit, but widen them when I see my view. We’re flying above the forest– what feels like an endless distance of nothing but green trees. At the end of the forest, I can catch a slight glimpse of the gleaming water of the Black Lake.
I loosen my grip on Cedric’s waist and rest my chin on his shoulder, placing a chaste kiss on his jaw.
“It’s beautiful,” I sigh with ease.
“You’re beautiful,” he replies, before running a hand through his hand nervously.
“Is that you trying to woo me, Diggory?” I grin.
“I think I ‘wooed’ you a long time ago,” he rolls his eyes playfully.
After a few moment of peaceful bliss, Buckbeak decides to land on the edge of the water of the Black Lake, cueing for us to climb off.
I sit down and watch as Cedric grabs a rock, attempting to skip it across the surface of the glimmering water.
He’s not very successful.
“I think you should stick to Quidditch,” I laugh.
“Very funny,” he says sarcastically, walking back and settling to sit down next to me.
We watch in silence as Buckbeak entertains himself by catching a swimming fish in his beak.
“Y’know– I’ve been thinking–” Cedric says, breaking the silence.
“You think?” I raise an eyebrow. “I didn’t know you had a brain in there, Diggory.”
“Har har,” he rolls his eyes.
“Tell me what you were thinking about in that handsome brain of yours, Golden Boy,” I grin, resting my face in the palm of my hand.
“I was thinking about how I really want to be your boyfriend.”
His cheeks immediately flush the deepest shade of maroon I’ve ever seen. I can feel my heart practically beat its way out of my chest, a feeling I can’t decide if I hate or love– I settle on love.
I’m such a nervous wreck– never been like this before. I always dreamed of who my future boyfriend would be when I was a little girl, and I never thought it’d go as perfectly as this– with the boy I can see everything with.
“Well, good news for you,” I say, barely getting my words out. “Because I really want to be your girlfriend.”















