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BuckBeak watched with slight regard. A veiled, bored curiosity played on his features as the Professor searched through the ample patch for his pumpkin. Hagrid had admonished the beast to let the Professor choose from his prized collection.

This did not sit well with the beast, it was after all, his patch to guard and to defend at all costs.

In his mind, He did not like Snape.

This was his patch.

He had to relent however to the command of the GamesKepper ... in this there was no option.

Professor Snape gave the creature an aprehensive sidelong glance, he cautiously continued his quest, wary of any sudden lunge and painful peck from this unpredictable animal, he was quite done with this ridiculous project, he was tired, impatient, and quite ready for his supper and to be done with all of this nonsense.

He groaned at the weight of his next option, this would not do. he dropped the hefted gourd absently, it thudded to the ground, the dull flat sound interested neither party.

Buckbeak griffed his feathers further still at the unwelcome intrusion by this most troublesome wizard, He offered an unhealthy glower, then tucked his ample beak into his dark wing, The Professor relaxed a little.

"Good ... creature - sleep, that's a good - chicken ... what ever..."

Snape sighed deeply then continued his search for the proper prize, he did not wish to return to this miserable field having not made the proper choice ... 'DPHO'

Don't piss Hermione Off ... was all that he could muster.

Halloween is a serious SSHG matter

Description
BuckBeak watched with slight regard. A veiled, bored curiosity played on his features as the Professor searched through the ample patch for his pumpkin. Hagrid had admonished the beast to let the Professor choose from his prized collection.

This did not sit well with the beast, it was after all, his patch to guard and to defend at all costs.

In his mind, He did not like Snape.

This was his patch.

He had to relent however to the command of the GamesKepper ... in this there was no option.

Professor Snape gave the creature an aprehensive sidelong glance, he cautiously continued his quest, wary of any sudden lunge and painful peck from this unpredictable animal, he was quite done with this ridiculous project, he was tired, impatient, and quite ready for his supper and to be done with all of this nonsense.

He groaned at the weight of his next option, this would not do. he dropped the hefted gourd absently, it thudded to the ground, the dull flat sound interested neither party.

Buckbeak griffed his feathers further still at the unwelcome intrusion by this most troublesome wizard, He offered an unhealthy glower, then tucked his ample beak into his dark wing, The Professor relaxed a little.

"Good ... creature - sleep, that's a good - chicken ... what ever..."

Snape sighed deeply then continued his search for the proper prize, he did not wish to return to this miserable field having not made the proper choice ... 'DPHO'

Don't piss Hermione Off ... was all that he could muster.

Halloween is a serious SSHG matter