 35. Pureblood "It's a wonderful life"
Hagrid wondered around his hut, not really doing anything. He had sip of his tea, sat down, patted Fang’s head, and then…boredom. He thought about Harry and he who must not be named, and wondered how he who must not be named had gotton so powerful.
“HE ISN’T EVEN A STUPID PURE BLOOD!” Hagrid shouted, tears spilling out of his eyes. He didn’t want to see Harry get hurt. He couldn’t. he wouldn’t let that happen. Not to a pure blood like Harry. why I am being so bloodist? Hermione’s a muggle born and she’s the smartest women I know!
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