Don't cha just think mysterious-ness rocks!
The howling of Fang was the first sound to come out, and then the sound of Hagrid calming down his hound came. “Calm down, yer mutt. Step back, dunno who it might be.”
The doors bolts were pulled back, then the large man appeared in the door.
“Hullo Harry, Ron, ‘ermione, Neville, Luna.” He said letting them into his small hut. With everyone in, there was almost no room to move.
“I’ll get some tea ready,” Hermione said going towards the side where the water and kettle was. A minute later, they all were drinking tea, with the exception of Luna who said that tea made mirdo grow quicker. What mirdo’s were, no one asked. But instead, she drank something else which Hagrid had.
They all talked, until leaving was mentioned. Hagrid stayed quiet for a second, and Harry drank some tea.
“Well, yer not leavin’ me, any of yer, I won’t let yeh.” Hagrid said hiding his emotions behind his big woolly beard.
“No, we wont,” Harry said. “I want you to come to Grimmauld Place, when you get some time.”
“I’d love to,” Hagrid beamed. “I really would.” He placed his mug down gently. “I’m going to be going there later on today anyway, when you arrive at Kings Cross.”
He looked at a watch which was stretching on his wrist. “Oh boy, yer late. Go for the train now, else y’ell miss it.”
They ran back to the castle to get their final things, where they split with Luna and Neville. Ten minutes later Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione walked out of the grounds for the last time, along with a couple more students. It was over; life was going to be normal again. Or that’s what they thought.
Walking through Hogsmeade brought back some memories, of the time when he had a thing with Cho Chang. He didn’t even know where she was now; all he knew was that he had Ginny, Ron and Hermione.
As they got nearer to the station, they saw the crowd of students there; a few were even doing some last minute shopping.
He slowly arrived at the station, and checked his pockets making sure that his wand was there. He tried to find a bit of muggle money, but instead felt something even smaller.
As he reached further into his pocket he felt a small ball in the bottom. He pulled it out, it was a crumpled up paper note. He didn’t know who had put it there, but he recognised it. It was the note he saw from the department of mysteries. Upon it were three small paragraphs, two written in blue, and one written in green. They were in different handwritings and were probably passed on, as a child would pass notes in class.
Work’s being different again. Tried getting in touch with Remus, couldn’t find him, must be the time of the month. What did you say about your nephew at home?
Why don’t you check, the moon’s only outside. My nephew, yes Dudley. It seems that he’s got some magical blood, but Dursley won’t have any of it. Says that we’re trying to split up their “normal” family. Waste of the blood if you ask me.
Well, that’s a shocker. A little play mate for Harry, that’s if Dudley begins with the magical world.
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