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Something mad and Harry
Chapter 1
The worse had happened. What everyone in the Order had fearedwould happened.
Lily and James Potter were dead. They had been murdered.
But that night would always leave a question with the Order.
Lily and James had been two of the most gifted witches and wizards of there age, so if they could not defeat the Dark Lord, how on earth could their baby son?
Dumbledore went straight to Godrics Hollow only to find it in a mess. The house had been blown to pieces.
In front of it stood Sirius Black, looking like a man who had lost his soul. How comes, Dumbledore did not know for as far as the aging wizard could tell this was all his fault. He had brought his best friend and his wife to there deaths.
However he knew he could not get angry with the young man. Not when Sirius was cradling the only hope the wizarding world had left in his arms.
Whilst he was gone for a while undoubtedly, Voldemort was yet to be defeated wholly and the prophecy that Dumbledore had heard was beginning to make sense to him for the first time. Harry was key to it.
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Sirius was shaking with anger.
How on earth could Peter do this, as weak as he was, he had brought around the death of two of the brightest people of the age.
Turning to see headmaster there, he knew what he wanted. The last piece of his best friend.
"Sleep well, my precious god son. You'll be great, son of prongs." whispered Sirius in Harry's ear as the old man approached him. "Try not to wake him. He was upset. I only just managed to get him off." instructed Sirius.
Turning from Dumbledore he sighed. He had some thing to do. He was going to get that damn rat and he was going to get him good.
Stalking off in to the night he wasn't even going to give Dumbledore the chance to question him. He knew full well he was in the frame for this. If he was going to go to prison for murder, he might as well be justly condemned.
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One hour later.
"He shall be brought up here Minerva, where we can keep an eye on his process," said Dumbledore to the transfiguration professor, as she cradled the sleeping babe in her arms.
"I think that's a good idea. He'll be sheltered here, but I don't know who will be able to raise him." she said to him. "Every one is teaching here, and for at least the next two years he is going to need some one to give him their undivided attention."
"I know, but there is one who is not teaching full time." said Albus thoughtfully.
"Who - oh Dumbledore, no! Hagrid-"
"- Is a good man who will love the baby as his own as son as he holds him." he said to her in deficient.
"Will the ministry allow it considering Hagrid past?" asked Minerva. She had always known Albus was crazy but surely, he knew this wasn't a full proof plan?
"They will have too."
Albus was set on the idea his friend should raise Harry. He was unable to think of a person or a family more deserving of the chance of raising Harry. And he knew he was going to have a few friends who were going to be willing to help the giant such as the Weasley's. They were good people who Hagrid was going to be able to depend on.
"It sounds as if you are determined on this idea of yours." she said to him.
"I Am." he said to her.
"Then I doubt even I could dissuade you from it, my dear." she said letting her mask done for a moment.
Albus smiled at the women he loved.
"The four of us, and the Weasley's, will get on just fine." he said to her and she nodded. She had no doubt in the matter.
"Well then I guess you must go down to the hut and see Hagrid about the boy." she said and he nodded, glad that she had her support on this one.
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Hagrid sighed. He had always wants a child of his own deep down. To be a daddy.
But to Harry Potter! He might not be a good dad to the boy.
"What if some thing goes wrong?" he asked his head master. "Wat if I can't do it. That lad needs stability." he said to Albus.
"And I think you are just the person to give it to him. who would be kinder, or more affection towards the lad. You would give the boy all the love and attention that he needs." said Dumbledore, but Hagrid was doubting himself.
"But," every good thing he had ever he had screwed up. Every good thing he touched turned to dust.
"Just come up and met him," suggested Dumbledore.
"Do yer really think I can do this?" asked Albus.
"Yes, Hagrid I do." he said honestly. Hagrid was honest and he was real. He would give Harry the right values, which would see him through life right.
"Allright then I'll go and see the boy." he nodded to the head master.
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Hagrid held the baby in his arms and knew just what his answer was going to be to taking the boy in. now he had him, how could it be anything else?
Harry was a beautiful baby boy and the lad needed a father who as going to be able to take full time care of him just as he deserved.
If Hagrid was the man to do it, then he was the man to do it.
"Right sir, I think yers right. Me and Harry will get 'long just fine." he said and the head master smiled. He had hoped that was gouging to be his friends answer.
After all he knew how much a surrogate father could do for a young boy who needed a parental figure, for he had taken the half giant was taken in when he had been left an orphan all those years ago by Dumbledore. It seemed such a long time now that Hagrid had become the games keeper for him.
Standing up, the baby bag on his shoulder, and Harry in his arms, Hagrid smiled.
"I guess I best be going to try and settle the lad down for the night." he said and Dumbledore nodded. Tonight was going to b e crucial for the two in the bonding process.
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For a bit he had been scared that Harry would be afraid of his appearance but the baby, rather than rejecting the man who had taken him in so selflessly and seemed mesmerized by his new fathers face.
It was two in the morning, and again Hagrid was up tending to his one year old adopted son
"Tis ok lad, I'm here now." he said to the baby in the early hours of November 1st.
Harry was a lot warmer than he had been when they had first returned to the hut and he seemed to be happy though it was only to clear that he was looking for Lily and James at times. He was going to miss them no doubt.
But Hagrid and Harry had each other now, and some how, Hagrid knew that was going to make every thing ok, for the both of them.