I hope these get to be easier to read as you go along, I would have page numbers and whatnot, but I don't have my own copy with me :(
Fudge kept trying to wake up Umbridge and nobody was even halfheartedly willing to help him, amazingly, not even Madame Pomfrey.
Professor McGonagall flipped the page to the next chapter, a smile came across her lips.
"Hagrid, I think you may want to read the next chapter." she said handing him the book.
"Alrigh'" he took the book and when he read the title, a bigger smile then McGonagall's stretched acrossed his face.
Title of Chapter
The school erupted into cheers. Fudge gave up trying to wake up Umbridge and satisfied himself with just conjuring up a cot and putting her on it. He might as well keep a constant vigil on the proceedings seeing as how she couldn't.
First paragraph, first sentence.
Hagrid bellowed out that word to the school, knocking a few students, who thought they were safe with Hagrid's reading, off their chairs a second time that afternoon.
First paragraph, end of paragraph.
Dialogue line.
"Can he talk any other way, really? said Draco snidely.
Second paragrpah, to the end of paragraph.
"OH MY GOD! HE COULD HURT SOMEONE WITH THAT THING!" screamed Hermione.
"The really scary thing is, he has no idea what to do with it." said Harry absently, snuggling underneath the blankets. He was very comfortable, and felt that the worst was finally over.
"What do you mean 'no idea what to do with it'?" asked Sirius clutching Harry's shoulder gently.
"He's never held a gun before, when he came out; it was facing the wrong damn way. He could've easily shot himself, that is, if the trigger wasn't so far away. I actually came over and flipped the gun around."
"Why would you do that?" asked Hermione fearfully. "He could've killed someone with it!"
"I put the safety on and took the shells out, Uncle Vernon never even noticed." smiled Harry.
"Very quick thinking Harry." said Dumbledore approvingly. "But what would have happened if it was someone who wished you and the Dursleys harm?"
Harry quickly noticed that Dumbledore didn’t' say "your family" he smiled. Then he thought about it. "Wrenched the gun away, took the safety off, loaded the gun and fired." he said simply.
"Can you fire one of those things?" said Sirius in an amazed tone.
"With all of Dudley's shows, I've seen how they work, though I would've been knocked on my butt from the recoil. They've got a massive kick."
Sirius chuckled and kissed his Godson's head.
Dialogue line.
"So is he!" yelled Harry from amongst the blankets.
The students didn't know who he was talking about, but Ron, Hermione and the teachers all laughed.
Third paragraph.
Fourth paragrpah.
Students hit the floor again as Hagrid yelled once again.
Fifth paragraph.
Sixth paragraph.
"HAGRID!" yelled the students, applauding.
"Yeh make me soun' scary 'arry." said Hagrid with a concerned look on his face.
