"Why are the two of you such menaces? Can't we have a normal day for once?" Neville sighed tiredly as he trekked behind the sulking pre-teen before him.

The two had just nearly finished another transfiguration class with Professor Mcgonagall when Harry had decided it would be interesting to see if he could incorporate alchemy into the lesson to limit the need for magic and Hermione had of course made a comment about his 'little patience' in actually learning magic and his 'short attention span' as he spaced out during the written portion.

Harry had not taken that well as he leapt at the smirking colonel, knocking the both of them to the ground and throwing blows before the professor had to escort them to her office to receive their detentions.

"It's all that damn Colonel's fault, she started all that shit." The boy nursed his black eye with a wince.

"And you should have been the mature one and not rise up to the bait." Neville held a worried look on his face as he followed the smaller outside to the courtyard.

"Yeah yeah, at least she's also getting detention with me."

"A very odd one though, I thought the forest was forbidden to students?" Harry only shrugged, not really caring about all the details.

"Who cares? Maybe I'll find something interesting in there."

"Your mind is always somewhere else, brother."

"This place has your aesthetic written all over it, Fullmetal." Hermione commented, dryly, as the duo wandered through the thick bushes. Harry rolled his eyes as he swatted away a very large bug.

"Nah, this shit is way more emo then what I'm used to."

"Shorty, you wore black all the damn time. If that isn't edgy then I don't know what is."

"Hey! Don't call me short! I'm still growing."

"Yeah, growing like a shrimp." Harry grit his teeth, a curse on the tip of his tongue before the sounds of a scream echoed through the forest.

"What the hell was that?!"

"I believe that was our other classmate and our guide."

"Oh yeah, the giant man that looks kinda like Armstrong and the ferret kid with the daddy issues."

"You're one to talk about issues."

"Hey! I still hate that bastard even if he's dead." Another scream interrupted them, causing Hermione to sigh in annoyance.

"As much fun as this is, there seems to be trouble up a head."

"Great, this place was much to calm for my liking."

"You're always looking for trouble huh Fullmetal?"

"No, trouble comes looking for me."

"Can't argue with that." The two bolted to where the scream was the loudest, bursting through a clearing where they spotted an injured unicorn and an unconscious blonde. A tall hooded figure was squaring off against their guide, the groundskeeper Hagrid.

"Should we help him?" Harry asked as he carefully walked toward the unicorn and fallen boy.

Hermione only shrugged, unconcerned with the battle several yards from their position. "If you want to, though I doubt you could do much in your current state." The boy hated to agree with her, but the girl was right.

If he went off and interfered he'd either get killed or injured and he really didn't want to worry Neville. Harry sighed in annoyance.

"Fine, what should we do then? Watch to see who wins?"

"No, we get civilians out of danger first." Hermione easily lifted up the unconscious pre-teen and hefted him over her shoulder. "Why don't you help the horse? It looks to be in bad shape."

Harry grumbled at being told what to do, but complied with the order and hesitantly approached the unicorn, who eyed in warily.

"Don't give me that look, you're injured and there might be someone at the school who can fix you up. I'd do it but my knowledge of healing alchemy is limited."

"Finally admitting you don't know everything? What has the world come to?"

"Fuck off Colonel bastard, I'm trying to calm this guy down-hey!" The boy jumped as he felt something nibble at his hair. The unicorn had hefted itself up and wandered over to him and decided his black/gold hair was food.

"Cut it out, you'll get horse spit on it." The unicorn ignored him, causing the boy to pout.

"Quit pouting and hurry up, the fight is drawing to a close." Cursing the boy followed after the other, the magic horse still nibbling his hair.

"And I though Neville was the animal type?"

"Shut up."

Neville really couldn't catch a break with these two could he?

Not only did Hermione carry the heir of Malfoy over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes, his brother had brought along a tag-along with them.

The unicorn had refused to let anyone beside Harry touch him, making it hard for any of the two healers at the school to patch him up.

They had to do it manually through Harry, who didn't seem to care as the horse got along with Spike well, the large bearded vulture had cooed and ruffled his feathers as he sat beside the horse, preening it's mane and such.

The resident magical creatures expert Professor Kettleburn had been flabbergasted at the sight of them, seeing as unicorns only let virgins and girls near them. Hermione had poked fun at the boy, saying not only is he short but the horse also thought he was a girl.

Harry would have leapt at the other, but there were teachers near by and he couldn't risk another detention.

"Woman just flock to me, Colonely bastard." He had intoned once the teachers had finally left. "So the horse if female then? Go figure." Neville took that chance to come closer to have a look, the unicorn neighing softly as he gently touched her snout.

"Her fur is very soft, like a cat's." Harry smiled fondly as he watched his brother pet the animal.

Hermione only sighed before collapsing beside him, the unicorn not making any fuss as it reached over and nibbled her hair as well. "So now we have a horse in our odd group. Joy."

"You attract so much trouble Ed."

"I do not, Silver found me."

"Silver? You named the horse that?"

"What? It's a cool name, plus it's blood is silver."

"I worry for your children brother."

"Hey!"