Hermione didn't know what to do anymore. She'd been having the dream
more and more often, and each dream was more vivid, more real. She knew
that Harry was having the same dream, even though he wouldn't have admitted
it. She didn't have to ask him, though. She could tell by his eyes.
But right now, Hermione didn't want to think about the dream. Meredith and she were the only two people in their dorm room, and she wanted to grasp the chance to talk to her. "So, Meredith! Any signals from Ron lately?" she asked. Meredith grinned from ear to ear.
"Well.yesterday, after lunch, as we were leaving the Great Hall, we both reached for the door at the same time, and he didn't let go of my hand. It wasn't anything big, but HERMIONE we were holding hands!" she squealed. Her voice could barely contain her excitement. Hermione smiled at her. She loved Meredith's Canadian accent. It was so crisp and fresh, with bits of her French heritage showing through.
"Meredith, why don't you just out and tell him that you like him?" she asked.
"Well, I don't want to rush him or anything like that. And also, I'm not the kind of girl that makes the first move. I'm old fashioned when it comes to that!" Hermione grinned at her friend. Meredith looked the kind of girl that would make the first move, and the second, and the third.Meredith's brown hair was streaked with blue, red, purple, and pink, and she had a stud through her nose. But her appearance was nothing like her personality.
"Well, I think that you-" Hermione started to say, but she was interrupted when Ron and Harry burst through the door.
"You guys aren't supposed to be in here!" Meredith said. Hermione looked at Harry and Ron. They both looked red in the face, Ron more than usual, and they were panting as though they were running.
"Harry? What happened?" she asked him.
"They.they got Hagrid."
Thaddeus was shaking. His whole body was shuddering every time he took a breath. He couldn't believe what he had just done. He had taken to holing up in a deserted bathroom. Yeah, sure, it was a girl's bathroom, but nobody was ever in there. The sinks were bashed up, and the stalls always overflowed. The only other person to ever go be in there was a ghost that just moped around and never talked, so what harm could she do?
"Very good job, boy. We managed to kill that pathetic excuse of a being, Hagrid. I didn't think you capable of such a task, boy," Voldemort said. He laughed his chilling laugh. "Yes, yes, very good."
Thaddeus was still in shock about the deed that he did. He hadn't wanted to hurt Hagrid, but he didn't have a choice. Voldemort had control over Thaddeus, so he could have made Thaddeus do what he did, even if he had resisted. H leaned back, still shaking, and reflected upon what he had just done.
He had walked up to Hagrid's hut bordering the Forbidden Forest. "Hey, Thad! What can I do fer ya?" Hagrid asked him. He smiled down at Thaddeus, his beady eyes smiling at him too.
"Hagrid, I'm r-really sorry." Thaddeus stuttered. He raised his wand and shouted "Expand-Expandimentiem!" Hagrid was throw backwards by the bolt of light that exploded from Thaddeus's wand. He hit the back wall of his cabin, making the whole structure shudder, then slumped down. Thaddeus wiped a tear from his eye and then ran back to the castle, before anybody could say that they had seen him at the crime scene.
Hermione's heart beat fast as she raced down to Hagrid's cabin. Harry's palm was sweaty in her own, but she didn't care. She didn't care about the professors trying to slow them down as they flew through the hallways, because they didn't know what had happened, she took it. If they did, they would have understood. The four of them burst out the doors and ran across the grounds. They could see Hagrid's outline as they approached his house. Madam Pomfrey and Professor Dumbledore were bending over him.
"What are you children doing here? Albus, this is no place for them!" Madam Pomfrey said as she saw them come up.
Professor Dumbledore looked up to see who Madam Pomfrey was talking about. "It's all right, Poppy. I sent for them. They need to know." He turned to face them, his face grim. "The good news is, Hagrid is not dead. He is, however, in a very deep coma. We might not ever be able to get him out, but I am going to try my personal best to get him back. The thing that would help the most is for the person who did this to him be freed." He looked directly at Harry. Harry nodded, and Hermione understood. The person whom Voldemort had possessed had to be freed, and there would be a greater chance of Hagrid being awoken. She nodded, too, along with Harry. "Harry," Professor Dumbledore said, "this task falls directly on your shoulders."
Dumbledore swished his cloak and turned away, starting back up towards the castle.
"Professor!" Ron called after him. "What did this to Hagrid?"
Dumbledore turned around sharply. "It was a very complex curse, only one that a very powerful wizard could do. Or, only one that a very powerful wizard living inside a younger wizard could be capable of. Anyway, it's called Expandimentiem."
But right now, Hermione didn't want to think about the dream. Meredith and she were the only two people in their dorm room, and she wanted to grasp the chance to talk to her. "So, Meredith! Any signals from Ron lately?" she asked. Meredith grinned from ear to ear.
"Well.yesterday, after lunch, as we were leaving the Great Hall, we both reached for the door at the same time, and he didn't let go of my hand. It wasn't anything big, but HERMIONE we were holding hands!" she squealed. Her voice could barely contain her excitement. Hermione smiled at her. She loved Meredith's Canadian accent. It was so crisp and fresh, with bits of her French heritage showing through.
"Meredith, why don't you just out and tell him that you like him?" she asked.
"Well, I don't want to rush him or anything like that. And also, I'm not the kind of girl that makes the first move. I'm old fashioned when it comes to that!" Hermione grinned at her friend. Meredith looked the kind of girl that would make the first move, and the second, and the third.Meredith's brown hair was streaked with blue, red, purple, and pink, and she had a stud through her nose. But her appearance was nothing like her personality.
"Well, I think that you-" Hermione started to say, but she was interrupted when Ron and Harry burst through the door.
"You guys aren't supposed to be in here!" Meredith said. Hermione looked at Harry and Ron. They both looked red in the face, Ron more than usual, and they were panting as though they were running.
"Harry? What happened?" she asked him.
"They.they got Hagrid."
Thaddeus was shaking. His whole body was shuddering every time he took a breath. He couldn't believe what he had just done. He had taken to holing up in a deserted bathroom. Yeah, sure, it was a girl's bathroom, but nobody was ever in there. The sinks were bashed up, and the stalls always overflowed. The only other person to ever go be in there was a ghost that just moped around and never talked, so what harm could she do?
"Very good job, boy. We managed to kill that pathetic excuse of a being, Hagrid. I didn't think you capable of such a task, boy," Voldemort said. He laughed his chilling laugh. "Yes, yes, very good."
Thaddeus was still in shock about the deed that he did. He hadn't wanted to hurt Hagrid, but he didn't have a choice. Voldemort had control over Thaddeus, so he could have made Thaddeus do what he did, even if he had resisted. H leaned back, still shaking, and reflected upon what he had just done.
He had walked up to Hagrid's hut bordering the Forbidden Forest. "Hey, Thad! What can I do fer ya?" Hagrid asked him. He smiled down at Thaddeus, his beady eyes smiling at him too.
"Hagrid, I'm r-really sorry." Thaddeus stuttered. He raised his wand and shouted "Expand-Expandimentiem!" Hagrid was throw backwards by the bolt of light that exploded from Thaddeus's wand. He hit the back wall of his cabin, making the whole structure shudder, then slumped down. Thaddeus wiped a tear from his eye and then ran back to the castle, before anybody could say that they had seen him at the crime scene.
Hermione's heart beat fast as she raced down to Hagrid's cabin. Harry's palm was sweaty in her own, but she didn't care. She didn't care about the professors trying to slow them down as they flew through the hallways, because they didn't know what had happened, she took it. If they did, they would have understood. The four of them burst out the doors and ran across the grounds. They could see Hagrid's outline as they approached his house. Madam Pomfrey and Professor Dumbledore were bending over him.
"What are you children doing here? Albus, this is no place for them!" Madam Pomfrey said as she saw them come up.
Professor Dumbledore looked up to see who Madam Pomfrey was talking about. "It's all right, Poppy. I sent for them. They need to know." He turned to face them, his face grim. "The good news is, Hagrid is not dead. He is, however, in a very deep coma. We might not ever be able to get him out, but I am going to try my personal best to get him back. The thing that would help the most is for the person who did this to him be freed." He looked directly at Harry. Harry nodded, and Hermione understood. The person whom Voldemort had possessed had to be freed, and there would be a greater chance of Hagrid being awoken. She nodded, too, along with Harry. "Harry," Professor Dumbledore said, "this task falls directly on your shoulders."
Dumbledore swished his cloak and turned away, starting back up towards the castle.
"Professor!" Ron called after him. "What did this to Hagrid?"
Dumbledore turned around sharply. "It was a very complex curse, only one that a very powerful wizard could do. Or, only one that a very powerful wizard living inside a younger wizard could be capable of. Anyway, it's called Expandimentiem."