Katherine Malfoy and the Awesome Fanfiction

Chapter Seven

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER. I ONLY OWN KATHERINE AND OTHER CHARACTERS I MADE UP. HAMISH_OF_RAVENPUFF OWNS MICHAL. ANY OTHER MENTIONS TO THINGS I DON'T OWN, ARE ONWNED BY WHOEVER OWNS THEM

Chapter Seven

Katherine's POV

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Hagrid was sitting in an armchair outside his house, shelling peas.

"Hullo," he said, smiling. "Finished yer exams? Got time fer a drink?"

"Yes, please," said Ron, but Harry cut him off.

"No, we're in a hurry. Hagrid, I've got to ask you something. You know that night you won Norbert? What did the stranger you were playing cards with look like?"

"Dunno," said Hagrid casually, "he wouldn' take his cloak off."

He saw our stunned expressions.

"It's not that unusual, yeh get a lot o' funny folk in the Hog's Head- that's the pub down in the village. Mighta bin a dragon dealer, mightn' he? I never saw his face, he kept his hood up."

Harry sank down next to the bowl of peas.

"What did you talk to him about, Hagrid?" I asked. "Did you mention Hogwarts at all?" Cue the looks.

"Mighta come up," said Hagrid, frowning as he tried to remember. "Yeah... He asked about what I did, an' I told him I was gamekeeper here... He asked a bit about the sorta creatures I look after... so I told him... an' I said what I'd always really wanted was a dragon... an' then... I can' remember too well, 'cause he kept buying me drinks... Let's see... yeah, then he said he had the dragon egg an' we could play cards fer it if I wanted... but he had ter be sure I could handle it, he didn' want it ter go ter any old home.... So I told him, after Fluffy, a dragon would be easy...."

"And did he- did he seem interested in Fluffy?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.

"Well- yeah- how many three-headed dogs d'yeh meet, even around Hogwarts? So I told him, Fluffy's a piece o' cake if yeh know how to calm him down, jus' play him a bit o' music an' he'll go straight of ter sleep-" Hagrid suddenly looked horrified.

"I shouldn'ta told yeh that! Forget I said it! Hey- where're yeh goin'?"

We ran all the way back to the entrance hall, which seemed very cold and gloomy compared to the grounds.

"We've got to go to Dumbledore," said Harry. "Hagrid told that stranger how to get past Fluffy, and it was either Snape of Voldemort under that cloak- it must've been easy, once he'd got Hagrid drunk. I just hope Dumbledore believes us. Firenze might back us up if Bane doesn't stop him. Where's Dumbledore's office?"

"For the last time, Snape didn't take the Stone!" I said.

"Really? How much do you want to bet?" asked Ron.

"Whomever loses has to admit that the other one was right. In front of their whole house. And has to get the other food from the kitchens."

"Deal."

"Anyways, where's Dumbledore's office?"

We looked around, as if we were hoping to see a sign pointing us in the right direction. We had never been told where Dumbledore lived.

"We'll just have to-" Hermione began, but a voice cut her off.

"What are you four doing inside?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"We want to see Professor Dumbledore." said Hermione, rather bravely, I thought.

"See Professor Dumbledore?" Professor McGonagall repeated, like it was a very suspicious thing to do. "Why?"