To change the future

Thesis and a Hippogriff

"You should have been very worried." Luna says

Jason just decided to ignore it, finding a seat at the table with Astoria, who waved at Daphne at the Slytherin table before turning to some of her friends.

"You seem tense." Micheal noted as he turned to look at Jason "You would be to if you spent the last few days with Sean O'Brian running up to you and quoting his thesis hoping it will automatically get him on the team." Jason said, eye twitching as he spotted Sean leaving the hall. "Yeah, I heard Flitwick say Compton will be in that coma for about a week before she wakes up." Thomas Bones, older brother of Susan Bones spoke up before taking the giant cup of Pumpkin Juice and downing it straight from the pitcher, chugging five gallons of Pumpkin Juice in one go before their stunned and horrified eyes "Ah, that hits the spot." Thomas said, eyeing the other pots at the Ravenclaw table. At once the pots were grabbed by other students, making Thomas scowl "You're all a bunch of bastards!" Thomas yelled to them, seeing more than one wand aimed at him threateningly.

"Doesn't that stuff make you really hyper" Sophie muttered in disbelief, the pot firmly out of Thomas's sight. "He'll be a fucking nightmare to deal with today in class." someone mutters down the table, Jason however just shrugged. Bones was a fifth year, he didn't have class with them.

"He was a bloody nightmare." Snape grumbles under his breath

Everyone's attention was drawn to the air as the owls swooped down, Shadow landing on the table, accepting several head pats before looking at the sausage basket, pecking Jason on the forehead when he blocked it "Hey, you met your sausage quota of this week." Jason said, pointing a finger at the black owl. "You're so mean to your owl." Sophie said, Jason rolled his eyes "If she isn't kept in check she'd steal the-HEY!" Jason yelled when Shadow quickly took the sausage basket in her claws and taking off out the window.

"This is why you need to keep an on her." Jason sighed when a new basket showed up on the table "Well we better head to the grounds, Care of Magical Creatures is about to start." Jason said, heading out of the halls, being joined by his three Slytherin friends as they left the hall along with Sophie and several others. Harry and the others joined them down the hill to the class.

 Jason scowled when he saw Malfoy was talking animatedly to Crabbe and Goyle, who were chortling. Jason was quite sure he knew what they were talking about. Hagrid and Professor Nott were waiting for the class at the door of Hagrid's hut. Hagrid stood in his moleskin overcoat, with Fang the boarhound at his heels, looking impatient to start. "C'mon, now, get a move on!" he called as the class approached. "Got a real treat for yeh today! Great lesson comin' up! Everyone here? Right, follow me!

For one nasty moment, Jason worried that Hagrid was going to lead them into the forest; Jason had had enough unpleasant experiences in there to last him a lifetime. However, Hagrid strolled off around the edge of the trees, and five minutes later, they found themselves outside a kind of paddock. There was nothing in there. "Everyone gather 'round the fence here!" he called. "That's it -- make sure yeh can see -- now, firs' thing yeh'll want ter do is open yer books --"

"How?" said the cold, drawling voice of Draco Malfoy. "Eh?" said Hagrid. "How do we open our books?" Malfoy repeated. He took out his copy of The Monster Book of Monsters, which he had bound shut with a length of rope. Other people took theirs out too; some, like Harry and Jason, had belted their book shut; others had crammed them inside tight bags or clamped them together with binder clips. "Haven't anyone of you figured out how to tame the books?" Professor Nott asked looking annoyed.

The class all shook their heads. "Yeh've got ter stroke 'em," said Hagrid, as though this was the most obvious thing in the world. "Look --" He took Hermione's copy and ripped off the Spellotape that bound it. The book tried to bite, but Hagrid ran a giant forefinger down its spine, and the book shivered, and then fell open and lay quiet in his hand. "Oh, how silly we've all been!" Malfoy sneered. "We should have stroked them! why didn't we guess!" "I -- I thought they were funny," Hagrid said uncertainly to Hermione.