They were going to pet Henry. Most importantly, SHE was going to pet Henry the HIPPOGRIFF.

Holy fireballs. This was definitely something to cross of the bucket list.

Shrugging the blanket off Beverly quickly stood up and hurried toward the line of students. Her hands tapped the side of her thighs as she waited. Could the hurry up?! She wanted to get to pet the Hippogriff before the lesson ended. There was absolutely no she was leaving before she got her chance.

After not so patiently waiting, Beverly finally stood just meters away from the winged creature. Merlin. Okay. She could do this. Keeping eye contact as Professor Thompson instructed, Beverly approached the Hippogriff, stopping just enough to be noticed by the creature.

EEEEEP.