In a sort of Runic rhyme

by Koieeshnakof

A series of drabbles, each exactly 100 words about individual characters, major and minor.

4. Just Once More

Just Once More

Hagrid wishes things had turned out differently. He knows the fight is coming, knows the battle is here, and wonders how he will die. There is no possibility, no question in his mind. He cannot live through another war. He thinks back to his expulsion. He thinks of Aragog, lifeless on his back. Of Harry, bitter from so much fighting. He thinks of Grawp with his wild brute-like eyes, and thinks fleetingly of Madame Maxime. A sniff… He wipes his face on his spotted handkerchief and wishes he could set up Christmas trees in the Great Hall, just once more.