Chapter 9 - Hagrid

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Shrek P.O.V

A cheery, half-giant opened the door.
He was the same size as me. He had a huge, black beard and hair.
" 'Arry?" He questioned in a deep Scottish accent. "Who you got 'ere?"
He eyed me. I could see the resemblance others saw.
"Hagrid, this is Shrek, he wanted us to introduce you to him..."
"Come in, come in... I was just makin' a cuppa tea."
Inside was a humble home, it reminded me of my swamp, but somehow less dirty. The eyeball jar I would have was replaced with a teapot.
"No can do... 'agrid. I don't drink tea." I replied, taking a seat in his house. "I only wanted to meet you, therefore I have to get going." I stood up seconds after.
"Already?" Harry asked. "Bye, then." Ron did a pathetic smile and Hermione looked at the wall, disgusted.
I hopped out of the hut and made my way back to the building.

The halls were deserted, so I made my way back to the common room, then I heard a familiar voice.

"Oi, Shrek." Malfoy spat from behind. I turned around, knitting my eyebrows. "I forgot to say, good work in potions today." He said, speed-walking towards me. He held out a small, slimy hand. I keep ending up shaking his hand.

"Keep up the good work and I'll consider including you in my... private work." He spun around, searching for anyone who could be listening. I had to find out what this work was. Before year 2...

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