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Jan. 7th, 2011 01:23 pmWell, two friends, really. One of which I never expected to see again.
I made it back to Hogsmeade last night and today I went for a bit of a ramble in the forest. Just wanted to get the lay of the land - where they've stashed the Dementors for the time being, whether Carrow is still stalking them or not, &c. (and no, Poppy, I'm not planning any more visitations).
But I caught another, familiar scent and thought I'd just follow where it led. Hagrid sends his regards to everyone. He was well chuffed to see me, I think. 'Knew yer weren't dead,' he kept saying. And he showed me my old bike.
He's kept her running all this time. Says it helps to keep some of the less friendly creatures out of his territory (and considering what Hagrid counts as friendly, that's saying something!). He also told me an interesting story over tea (er, birch bark tea, by the way, which was completely foul, bless him). Minerva, remember last year when we wondered if Harry's trip into the forest yielded any other secrets to the boy? It seems we were right to consider it. Hagrid told me all about how he found the kids surrounded by his Acromantulae clan and how he'd been the one to tell Harry what happened the night that James and Lily were killed. Sounds like Harry didn't take everything Hagrid had to say very well, but then Hagrid did admit that he'd no idea Harry and young Malfoy were such fast mates.
I suppose it's a very good sign that none of them - not even Malfoy - told any of you lot nor, it seems, anyone else, that Hagrid's living out there. Still. Thought you ought to know, for future reference. I brought him up to speed on all our news, of course, including Moony's impending fatherhood. I can't quite tell if he was laughing or busting out in tears behind that great bushy beard of his, Remus. Most importantly I warned him to keep an eye out for Macnair and Snape, and to let us know if ever he catches wind of them in the vicinity.
I asked him if he's heard anything from Albus, but then I wished I hadn't. I daresay he misses the man even more than the rest of us, and no wonder. As someone who's not lived near so rough for near so long, I can sympathise.
Anyway, he wanted to give me the bike, but I pointed out that I can't very well use it, and it's doing him some good, so he may as well keep it for the time being. I'm going to try to remember to check in on him from time to time - though I'm not sure we'll be able to use him for any covert operations right now. May want to give that some thought. I think I'll also give him one of the blankets, if that's all right with you, Poppy. Thanks to Alice's rather questionable sense of humour I've got a warm place to sleep, but Hagrid's little shelter (well, I say little - you know what I mean) could use a few comforts, I think. He's doing all right, particularly now that the Dementors are stationed on the far side of the lake, away from the village. Still. Everyone can use company now and then.
I made it back to Hogsmeade last night and today I went for a bit of a ramble in the forest. Just wanted to get the lay of the land - where they've stashed the Dementors for the time being, whether Carrow is still stalking them or not, &c. (and no, Poppy, I'm not planning any more visitations).
But I caught another, familiar scent and thought I'd just follow where it led. Hagrid sends his regards to everyone. He was well chuffed to see me, I think. 'Knew yer weren't dead,' he kept saying. And he showed me my old bike.
He's kept her running all this time. Says it helps to keep some of the less friendly creatures out of his territory (and considering what Hagrid counts as friendly, that's saying something!). He also told me an interesting story over tea (er, birch bark tea, by the way, which was completely foul, bless him). Minerva, remember last year when we wondered if Harry's trip into the forest yielded any other secrets to the boy? It seems we were right to consider it. Hagrid told me all about how he found the kids surrounded by his Acromantulae clan and how he'd been the one to tell Harry what happened the night that James and Lily were killed. Sounds like Harry didn't take everything Hagrid had to say very well, but then Hagrid did admit that he'd no idea Harry and young Malfoy were such fast mates.
I suppose it's a very good sign that none of them - not even Malfoy - told any of you lot nor, it seems, anyone else, that Hagrid's living out there. Still. Thought you ought to know, for future reference. I brought him up to speed on all our news, of course, including Moony's impending fatherhood. I can't quite tell if he was laughing or busting out in tears behind that great bushy beard of his, Remus. Most importantly I warned him to keep an eye out for Macnair and Snape, and to let us know if ever he catches wind of them in the vicinity.
I asked him if he's heard anything from Albus, but then I wished I hadn't. I daresay he misses the man even more than the rest of us, and no wonder. As someone who's not lived near so rough for near so long, I can sympathise.
Anyway, he wanted to give me the bike, but I pointed out that I can't very well use it, and it's doing him some good, so he may as well keep it for the time being. I'm going to try to remember to check in on him from time to time - though I'm not sure we'll be able to use him for any covert operations right now. May want to give that some thought. I think I'll also give him one of the blankets, if that's all right with you, Poppy. Thanks to Alice's rather questionable sense of humour I've got a warm place to sleep, but Hagrid's little shelter (well, I say little - you know what I mean) could use a few comforts, I think. He's doing all right, particularly now that the Dementors are stationed on the far side of the lake, away from the village. Still. Everyone can use company now and then.
