Pressing Flowers [ Harry Potter AU ]

Prologue

A/N this isn't gonna make any sense to anyone who hasnt seen or read the HP movies but ill try my best

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"Who's tha'?"

As the three children whipped their heads around to face the window, where Hagrid was looking, they saw a face duck out of view. But they knew exactly who that Blonde Hair™ belonged to.

"Malfoy." 

"Oh, dear," was all Hagrid could muster. 

As they booked it out of there to try to catch him, they saw his shadowy figure booking it up to castle, too far gone for them to catch up. So instead of chasing after him, they changed course and started speedwalking toward the Gryffindor common room. 

"Hagrid always wanted a dragon! He told me so the first time I met him," Harry said as the trio walked into the castle. 

"It's crazy," Ron said in astonishment. Then he made a face and said with clear annoyance, "and worse, Malfoy knows." 

"I don't understand, is that bad?" Hermione said, far too loudly for it to be the middle of the night. 

"It's bad," Ron gulped.

"Good evening," said professor McGonagall, stepping out of her office. 

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Despite the satisfaction of Malfoy getting detention too, Harry did not want to listen to him bickering and whining all fucking night long. But he was gonna have to deal with it, unless he wanted more points taken. 

Standing in front of the Forest, he could simply feel the negative energy radiating from the trees. But Hagrid was with him, so he knew he would be fine. 

Or at least, that's what he hoped. 

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