I really wanted to include Hagrid in this story because hes like almost never in any. So here it is...
It's later that day and the trio is going to go see Hagrid.
Harry's POV:
I've been thinking about this bloody letter all day and have no clue who wrote it. As we walk, I put my hand in my pocket and touch the letter, I forgot it was still there, oh well. When we got there, I knocked on the door and Hagrid opened it. We walked in and sat down. "Hey guys! I didn't think ye were comin', what took yer so long?" Hermione answered with "Sorry Hagrid, but Harry and Ron had to clean up a potion mess they made before we came here." "Oh it's fine, just glad yer here."
"What did you want to talk about Hagrid?" I asked. "Oh, its abou' Nor- What's this?" Hagrid said while picking up the letter that must have fallen out of my pocket. He opens it and starts reading. "Harry, who wrote this to yer?" Great... "I dont know, they didnt say." I answered. I glared at 'Mione for a second and then turned back to Hagrid. "Me and 'Mione think it's a Slytherin though, because of the green ink." "Ye, it looks like it. Did yer try ter trace it back ter who wrote it?" Hagrid asked. "Yes, but they're smarter than that, they put anti-tracing spells on it." Hermione answered. "'Mione, could yer help me get the tea?" Hagrid asked and they walked over to the kitchen. It looked like thet were talking but I couldn't hear, so me and Ron started talking about who could have possibly wrote the letter.
Hermiones POV:
Me and Hagrid walk over to the kitchen. I put a silencing spell between the two of us so Ron and Harry couldn't hear. "'Mione, are ye sure yer don't know?" Hagrid asked. "I do know, but I dont want to tell Harry. I want him to figure it out or let Draco tell Harry himself. Yes, Draco wrote it. Harry also likes Draco, so I want to let them figure it out themselves." I said. "Oh and Draco put a spell on it so he can hear everything said around it, but it wears off in a few hours. So dont say anything you dont want him to know." I added. "Okay, let's go back ter them now." Hagrid said and we walked over to Harry and Ron.
"What were you to talking about over there?" Ron asked. "I was helping Hagrid with the tea." I lied. They didnt believe me, but didnt press anymore questions because they knew I wouldn't answer. "So Hagrid, what did you want to talk about?" Harry asked. "Norberta is a mother!" Hagrid said (Yes 'Norbert' is a girl and they changed her name to Norberta, I did not change that, look it up) "Really, that's great Hagrid!" I said. "Charlie, yer brother Ron, is gonna let mer visit fer a week. So next week I wont be here." Hagrid said, then added "I'm gonna need ye guys ter take care o' Fang while I'm gone. Will ye?" Then Ron said "Ya we will, Hagrid. Oh and tell Charlie I said hi, and so did ginny, F- and George." We all got sad and tried not to cry thinking about Fred...
Ron's POV:
Charlie! I haven't seen him since Bill's wedding... "I'm gonna need ye guys ter take care 'o Fang while I'm gone. Will ye?" "Ya we will, Hagrid. Oh and tell Charlie I said hi, and so did Ginny, F- and George." I said and tried not to cry. I miss Fred so much and he didnt deserve to die...
Harry's POV:
I tried not to cry while thinking about Fred, Sirius, Mad-eye, Lupin, Tonks, Dumbledore, Snape and everyone else... Its all my fault, no one should've died except Voldemort and me. Sometimes I really wish I would've just stayed dead, actually I wish it all the time. I'm depressed, I have anxiety, and I have Panic attacks. I've also done self harm...
"Ya I'll tell him." Hagrid said "So Harry, who der ye think wrote the letter?" He asked and I answered with "I don't know, it could've been any of the Slytherins. They didnt say what year there in, but I'm guessing 7th or 8th. Theres not that many 8th year Slytherins, theres about 10, and like 4 of them are boys,so if he's in 8th year, it shouldn't be to hard to figure out. But theres quite a bit of 7th years, so it would be harder." Then I madly added "I think Hermione knows who but she's not telling me." "I dont know what your talking about. If I knew, I would tell you." She said. Then I sarcastically muttered "ya ok" under my breath. Maybe I should put Veritaserum in her pumpkin juice tomorrow at breakfast...
Hagrid's POV:
Fred, Dumbledore, Snape, and everyone else....
I got ter break the silence... "Ya, I'll tell him." I said sadly. "So Harry, who der ye think wrote the letter?" I asked. "I don't know, it could've been any of the Slytherins. They didnt say what year they were in, but I'm guessing either 7th or 8th. Theres not that many 8th year Slytherins, theres only about 10, and like 4 of them are boys, so if he's an 8th year, it wouldn't be to hard to figure out. But theres quite a bit of 7th years, so it would be harder." He answered, then madly added "I think Hermione knows who but she's not telling me." "I don't know what you're talking about. If I knew I would tell you." She said. "Ya, ok." He sarcastically muttered under his breath.
Hermione's POV:
Uggh, Harry knows I know. What if he tries to put Veritaserum or something from Weasleys' Wizard Weezes in my food or drink?! Uggh I have to be careful, let's hope he doesnt think of that...
Ron's POV:
Ugh, of course 'Mione knows. Ooo, what if we put something in her food or drink from Weasleys' Wizard Weezes that'll make her talk. I'll talk to Harry about it later, after he tells me who he likes...
Draco's POV:
Wow, he carried it around with him all day. I just heard everything that happened in Hagrid's Hut, but what were Hermione and Hagrid talking about, and who the bloody hell is Norberta? Whatever, at least Hermione still isnt telling them I wrote it. I should've known she'd figure it out.. I started thinking about everyone who died, including Severus Snape, my godfather. I miss him the most... But whatever, that's not important. Harry knows I'm a Slytherin that's in 7th or 8th year, and he knows that Hermione knows...
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FanfictionHermione forces Harry and Ron to go back to Hogwarts, after the war, for there final year. A few months have gone by and harry recieved yet another love letter, but...this one was...different than the others...it wasnt about the war or anything like...