THIS STORY IS DEDICATED TO DAVID, THE LITTLE TRAIN WHO COULD.
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"Firs' years! This way firs' years!" Hagrid called the new first years off the Hogwarts express. They all looked apprehensive and excited and there were definitely a lot more than last year, but Hagrid didn't ponder this thought. He was looking for someone, someone very special. No, it wasn't Harry Potter. Harry had sadly (that's an economical matter) died from lack of brains and taste (Defence: he didn't like Snape!) two years earlier. No, Hagrid was looking for someone much more special. And there he was! Hagrid had spotted the boy as soon as he had gotten off the train. Oh, he was a special boy! Hagrid smiled as he saw the young boy hopping jovially towards him. The boy was eight years old yet he was starting Hogwarts early because he was so bright. The boy had sparkling blue eyes with bright yellow dots in the middle. He had shoulder-length, curly, sliver-grey hair, a pair of half-moon spectacles perched on his nose and a sliver-grey moustache and beard. (Yes, an eight year old with a beard, have you got a f***ing problem?!!!) The boy wore the standard black Hogwarts robe with a bright red Hogwarts crest. But, on his feet he wore bright red shoes with luminous yellow laces. Everyone stared as he hopped towards Hagrid.
"Hullo Hagrid!" The young boy chirped.
Hagrid smiled.
"Hullo young David," he smiled. "Finally we have another Dumbledore at the school!"
"And don't forget Hooch!"
"Yes." Hagrid smiled again. "You are lucky to be Madam Hooch's and Professor Dumbledore's love child!"
"Yes!" smiled David Hooch-Dumbledore. "I am!"
David took Hagrid's hand and they both walked towards the boats waiting to go to Hogwarts, both ready to begin their adventures together in the wonderful world of Hogwarts!"
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I hope everyone enjoyed this rather humorous story! I was laughing my head off as I wrote it! I wrote it for my brother, David so it's quite different to the all- Snape stories I usually write! Anyway chickens, R and R (Rock and Roll, Rate and Review) and tell me your thoughts, feelings and problems. (No, don't.)
A lorra, lorra love chucks,
*Loopy Laura!*
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"Firs' years! This way firs' years!" Hagrid called the new first years off the Hogwarts express. They all looked apprehensive and excited and there were definitely a lot more than last year, but Hagrid didn't ponder this thought. He was looking for someone, someone very special. No, it wasn't Harry Potter. Harry had sadly (that's an economical matter) died from lack of brains and taste (Defence: he didn't like Snape!) two years earlier. No, Hagrid was looking for someone much more special. And there he was! Hagrid had spotted the boy as soon as he had gotten off the train. Oh, he was a special boy! Hagrid smiled as he saw the young boy hopping jovially towards him. The boy was eight years old yet he was starting Hogwarts early because he was so bright. The boy had sparkling blue eyes with bright yellow dots in the middle. He had shoulder-length, curly, sliver-grey hair, a pair of half-moon spectacles perched on his nose and a sliver-grey moustache and beard. (Yes, an eight year old with a beard, have you got a f***ing problem?!!!) The boy wore the standard black Hogwarts robe with a bright red Hogwarts crest. But, on his feet he wore bright red shoes with luminous yellow laces. Everyone stared as he hopped towards Hagrid.
"Hullo Hagrid!" The young boy chirped.
Hagrid smiled.
"Hullo young David," he smiled. "Finally we have another Dumbledore at the school!"
"And don't forget Hooch!"
"Yes." Hagrid smiled again. "You are lucky to be Madam Hooch's and Professor Dumbledore's love child!"
"Yes!" smiled David Hooch-Dumbledore. "I am!"
David took Hagrid's hand and they both walked towards the boats waiting to go to Hogwarts, both ready to begin their adventures together in the wonderful world of Hogwarts!"
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I hope everyone enjoyed this rather humorous story! I was laughing my head off as I wrote it! I wrote it for my brother, David so it's quite different to the all- Snape stories I usually write! Anyway chickens, R and R (Rock and Roll, Rate and Review) and tell me your thoughts, feelings and problems. (No, don't.)
A lorra, lorra love chucks,
*Loopy Laura!*