Chapter forty two - A Healing Hand

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Y/n pov

"Oh, Y/n what are you still doing here?" Hagrid asked and you came out of your trance.

"Thinking...." You said then your eyes shot to him. "If it wasn't the giants that attacked you... then you have to tell me," You said controlling yourself. "Was it my sister? Was it Katherine?" You asked him.

"Y/n don't go blaming yourself for anything your sisters done-" Hagrid said which didn't comfort you.

"I need know, because she took my father from me Hagrid, and I'm scared of her, I'm scared of facing her and I need to know if she hurt you." You told him.

"You're not your sister." Hagrid said lightly.

"But... I am. I'm my family as much as I'm not, 'a way with creatures'." You quoted him. "It's a trait we have. I'm scared and alone and sad... and I think that Dumbledore looks at me and sees You-Know-Who. He looks at me and sees my sister." You said looking at Hagrids broken face.

Hagrid shook his head, "Just rest, go inside, you're not your sister."

"Hagrid, Voldemort and I share blood, it's the reason the ministry wants me dead-" 

"They don't want you dead." Hagrid said simply.

"Right... you didn't hear..." You paused and Hagrid suddenly looked scary serious.

"Hear what?" He said in a tone that, if you didn't know the man would've sent running.

"Harry and I both had what I'd call assignation attempts from different ends." You said taking a deep breath and explained what Voldemort did to Harry and explained that the ministry sent five after you.

"But you both had the Patronus charm to protect you." Hagrid said.

"I- I can't anymore, I can't think of a memory that makes me that happy." You explained and you showed him... you tried thinking about Draco and you in the astronomy tower but those feelings turned to disgust, you tried with peter and the twins but it wasn't strong enough. "I'm never going to get this back Hagrid."

"You're a young one, you'll make happy memories and fall in love, you'll get to be happy." Hagrid said. "You don't need to worry about being a bad person, because a bad person doesn't worry about those sorta things."

"Thank you, Hagrid." You hugged him and he smiled.

"You're a good kid." He said ruffling your hair.

"Hey... I know I can't help you heal, but I just want to give you this." You told him. You truly wished you could do something to help him heal those nasty wounds.

You focused on the energy around you and through you, the energy inside yourself and felt the mood become happy and less tense. You grabbed Hagrid's arm and when you did you felt a tingle run through your body, like a bolt of electricity and the draining of energy, you pulled away quickly and Hagrid looks down, some of the cuts on his arms healed themselves. He removed the stake from his eye and you saw the congealed blood was far better off and the bruising was less severe you felt incredibly faint and took a seat at his table.

"What the ruddy hell happened?" He asked you.

"I- I don't know..." You feel incredibly tired.

"Have ya ever done that before?" Hagrid asked you.

"Never... I don't even know what I did."

"Well ya did somethin' and it healed me up."

"But it weakened me, I mean how does that even work?" you asked.

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