Several months after the Battle of Hogwarts, Seamus's mother gave Hagrid an Irish wolf hound pup, as a token of gratitude for all he had done. Hagrid named the little girl Fluffy, after his three headed dog, which perished in the battle. Fang, though getting on in years was quickly friends with the newcomer. He taught her the ways of the grounds, and how best to help Hagrid when he went into the woods. Soon Fluffy knew how and when to be quiet, and how and when to make noise, to greet hello, or to raise alarm. Hagrid was happy to have the extra company, especially since Harry, Ron, and some others had not returned out of choice, and many others because they were in the grave. Hermione had come back to finish her seventh year, and every now and then she, Ginny, and Luna would pay an afternoon visit to Hagrid when they needed a break from studying for their N.E.W.T.S. But to Hagrid, it just wasn't the same when you had to entertain young ladies.
"Hello Hagrid" all three girls would chime. Though none of their voices individually had any quality that deserved complaint, as a chorus, it sounded all too feminine for Hagrid's comfort zone. A typical tea would sound something like this.
"Oo Hagrid, you have a new puppy? Ginny asked upon entering Hagrid's hut.
"Oh, Fluffy, yes" the half giant replied gruffly as he prepared some tea.
"Fluffy – here girl! She's such a cute little puppy!" Ginny declared
"What kind of dog is she, Hagrid? Hermione asked, as Ginny and Luna showered love on the little one.
"Oh, well an Irish w-"
"From Seamus?" Luna asked
"An Irish what?" Hermione prompted, hoping for clarification. Her parents were not the pet type, and consequently Hermione didn't think she was either, though her quest for knowledge and her habits prompted her to ask questions.
"Who cares, Mione?" Ginny asked. "She's fluffy Fluffy, sweet and adorable" Luna laughed
"How does Fang like her? Luna queried
"Well, uh, they seem to be –"Hagrid began, finding it hard to keep up with the rapid banter between the young women.
"Clearly they're friends," Ginny finished for him.
"Hagrid, the tea is boiling over!" Hermione pointed out, as she jumped up and rescued the kettle from the fire and poured it in the tea pot, while efficiently grabbing for the cozy. Hagrid looked relieved, and sat down, wiping his forehead with his red handkerchief.
"Thanks, Hermione," he managed to get out, before the others continued their chatty conversations. There was no doubt in his heart that he loved these girls and would do anything for them, but it was February, and having endured such heart palpitating visits since September, he found himself missing Harry and Ron and looking forward to June!