~𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 3~
Third year at Hogwarts. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 are excited to enter the new year. Y/n's powers are now controlled and better then ever.
Harry's being more protective over y/n ever since the incident in 2nd year.
𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤...
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At last, after many more assurances of help, with a steaming mug of tea in front of him, Hagrid blew his nose on a handkerchief the size of a tablecloth and said, "Yer right. I can' afford to go ter pieces. Gotta pull meself together..."
Fang the boarhound came timidly out from under the table and laid his head on Hagrid's knee.
"I've not bin meself lately," said Hagrid, stroking Fang with one hand and mopping his face with the other. "Worried abou' Buckbeak an' Dottie, an' no one likin' me classes—"
"We do like them!" lied Hermione at once.
"Yeah, they're great!" said Ron, crossing his fingers under the table. "Er— how are the flobberworms?"
"Dead," said Hagrid gloomily. "Too much lettuce."
"Oh no!" said Ron, his lip twitching.
I slowly turned my head and nudged the red head, making his twitching lip turn into a frown.
"An' them dementors make me feel ruddy terrible an' all," said Hagrid with a sudden shudder. "Gotta walk past 'em ev'ry time I want a drink in the Three Broomsticks. 'S like bein' back in Azkaban—"
He fell silent, gulping his tea. Me, Harry, Ron, and Hermione watched him breathlessly. We had never heard Hagrid talk about his brief spell in Azkaban before. After a pause, Hermione said timidly, "Is it awful in there, Hagrid?"
"Yeh've no idea," said Hagrid quietly. "Never bin anywhere like it. Thought I was goin' mad. Kep' goin' over horrible stuff in me mind...the day I got expelled from Hogwarts...the day me dad died...the day I had ter let Norbert go...."
His eyes filled with tears. Norbert was the baby dragon Hagrid had once won in a game of cards. I strode over to the gigantic man and leaned my head on his shoulder for comfort, feeling his head lean against mine as he continued talking.
"Yeh can' really remember who yeh are after a while. An' yeh can' see the point o' livin' at all. I used ter hope I'd jus' die in me sleep....When they let me out, it was like bein' born again, ev'rythin' came floodin' back, it was the bes' feelin' in the world. Mind, the dementors weren't keen on lettin' me go."
"But you were innocent!" said Hermione.
Hagrid snorted making me jump due to how close we were to each other.
"Think that matters to them? They don' care. Long as they've got a couple o' hundred humans stuck there with 'em, so they can leech all the happiness out of 'em, they don' give a damn who's guilty an' who's not."
Hagrid went quiet for a moment, staring into his tea. Then he said quietly, "Thought o' jus' letting Buckbeak an' Dottie go...tryin' ter make them fly away...but how d'yeh explain ter a hippogriff it's gotta go inter hidin'? An'— an' I'm scared o' breakin' the law..."
