To Awesome as Annabeth- the address would be lovely, thank you :D

The four demigods were curious about this Care of Magical Creatures and they wanted to meet Hagrid. Harry, Ron and Hermione warned them of Hagrid's cooking and that some of his lessons were a tad too interesting, but other than that, he sounded absolutely delightful.

"Hagrid!" Harry led his new friends over. Hagrid beamed in greeting and then looked curiously at the demigods.

"Hullo." He said good naturedly. "Who are yeh?"

"Hagrid, these are, um... exchange students." Hermione settled with. "Percy and Louisa- they're twins- Annabeth and Leo."

"Nice ta meet yeh."

"Are you alright?" Annabeth asked kindly. "You're bleeding." Hagrid waved it off with a mighty hand and looked up at his class.

"All 'ere?" He asked. "Good. Ready? Right, I've bin savin' a trip inter the Forest fer yeh fifth year. Thought we'd go an' see these creatures in their natural habitat." Louisa peered around Hagrid and scrutinised the Forest as the large man continued talking. She hadn't been in there yet and was rather shocked to discover this. Percy shook his head slightly, knowing what was going through her head.

"No running off." He told her under his breath as Hagrid started to lead them into the trees. "I mean it, Lou, I am not going after you."

"That just makes ya a terrible brother."

"No, it doesn't. I've told you beforehand to stay safe and it's your own fault if you get eaten by werewolves or- or-"

"Or giant, psychotic spiders who seem polite but really want to feed you to their vast amount of children." Harry supplied. Ron shuddered and Annabeth looked sickly. "Ah," Harry grinned, "I take it you don't like spiders either?"

They stopped after ten minutes and Hagrid dropped the half a dead cow he had been carrying. He ushered the class together, turned and let out three odd, shrieking cries. Leo saw Harry nudge Ron and point into the foliage, but he couldn't see anything. Apparently, neither could Ron.

"Now... put yer hands up, who can see 'em?" Harry, Neville, a Slytherin boy, the Poseidon twins and Annabeth put their hands up. Leo looked at them, confused as hell. The majority of the class seemed to be on the same page as him.

Hagrid explained about the Thestrals and waved away a superstition. Then she showed up.

"Hem hem." She announced. When Hagrid stared in bewilderment at the closest Thestral, she repeated her pathetic little noise.

"Oh, hello!" Hagrid smiled.

"You received the note I sent to your cabin this morning?" Umbridge asked, talking in a loud and slow voice, as though Hagrid was deaf and stupid. She herself was clearly the latter, oblivious to the most intense glare of hatred plastered on the back of her head courtesy of Louisa.

Hagrid told her about the Thestrals and when she played stupid and condescending, he resorted to flapping his arms hopefully.

"Has... to... resort... to... crude... sign... language." Umbridge jotted down. Percy hadn't thought it possible, but his sister's hatred for this woman shot up. He could see her temper reaching boiling point. They had heard so much about Hagrid, about how nice he was- they already liked him before meeting him. To have this woman being cruel to him was almost as bad as her being cruel to any one of them.

Umbridge started her continuous and patronizing string of questions. Annabeth snapped right that second, before Louisa, snatching the clipboard from her and smacking her upside the head with it, back and forth and back and forth.

"What is wrong with you?" She snarled, giving a final and more definite, harder whack. "Leave him alone, you cranky old hag! You are shameful, I hate you!" For extra measure, Annabeth kicked Umbridge's stubby little legs from beneath her; the High Inquisitor landed heavily, stunned and a little winded. "Get out of my sight." Annabeth spat, dropping the clipboard and stomping on it, reducing it to muddy splinters, ink and parchment.

Umbridge scrambled to her feet, drawing herself to her full height- barely coming to Annabeth's shoulder- and made to say something. Probably something about her being Hogwarts' High Inquisitor and something about being the Minister of Magic's right hand toad or some other rubbish.

Percy snapped his fingers sharply and the air rippled. A dreamy look passed over her froggy features and she toddled on back to the castle.

"What was that?" Hermione asked interestedly.

"Demigod magic, my dear friend. Hagrid," Percy smiled at the teacher, "do continue, I like these Thestrals."

"I can't see them," Leo sulked, "what do they look like?" He looked at Louisa curiously. He seemed completely oblivious to the fact that his two friends had just sent the toady hag packing.

"Hang on..." Louisa rummaged in her pockets. Leo reached into his belt and withdrew a pencil and some paper. Hagrid was still in a befuddled state and was unaware the meat was dwindling or his class was growing restless. It was only Percy's kind and encouraging look that eventually got things back on track.

Meanwhile, Louisa had rested her paper on Leo's back and was scribbling away, occasionally glancing at the Thestrals. Leo was leaning on the fence, watching chunks of meat disappear every few seconds.

He could get used to this Hogwarts.