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YOU GRIN, RUSHING ALONGSIDE HERMIONE AND RON.
"harry! harry"
you sweat-drop, he was talking with cho.
"hagrid's back"
you beam, running off with them again.
you all hastily run down the hill and towards hagrid's hut, but you all stop just out the front.
"i will say this one last time"
you purse your lips.
"i'm ordering you to tell me where you've been"
you all peek up from the window, into the hut.
"i told you. i've been away for me health"
hagrid was standing in, and umbridge was standing in front of him.
"your health?" she questions, peering passed his broad arm, you all duck down slightly.
"yeah. bit of fresh air, you know"
"oh, yes. as gamekeeper, fresh air must be difficult to come by"
you roll your eyes.
"if i were you, i shouldn't get to used to being back. in fact, i mightn't bother unpacking at all.
you growl lowly, clicking your tongue.
you all hide back behind the wall as umbridge steps out of the door with a smile, she breathes in, a sour kind of look overcoming her face.
she takes out some perfume, spraying herself and then making a cross with it over hagrid's door, walking away.
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"THIS IS TOP-SECRET, RIGHT?"
you all nod, you sip your tea.
"dumbledore sent me to parley with the giants"
"giants?" hermione gasps, you all shush her.
"you found them?" she asks.
"well, they're not that hard to find, to be perfectly honest. they're so big, see? i tried to convince 'em to join the cause. but i wasn't the only one that was trying 'o win them over"
"death eaters?"
"yes"
you purse your lips, the words 'death eaters' seeming to rack a memory in the back of your head. you remember someone saying something about a death eater to you, but you couldn't remember who, or when it was.
you shake your head, setting a personal reminder to think of it back at your dorm.
"trying to persuade them to join you-know-who" hagrid nods.
"did they?" harry asks.
"i gave them dumbledore's message. suppose some of them remember he was friendly to them. i suppose"
fang eyes the piece of meat in hagrid's hands.
"and they did this to you?" harry gestures to hagrid's bruised face.
"not exactly, no" he holds the meat to his eyes, fang barks.
"oh, go on, you have it, then, you dozy dog" he chucks the mat over, fang happily comps on it.
you glance down at the floor as some wind picks up, dusting around the leaves and such scattered around the floor.
you all stand up, glancing over to a slightly broken window.
"it's changin' out there. just like last time" hagrid shakes his head, "there's a storm comin', harry. we'd all best be ready when she does"
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