I mean, uh...other bad side-effects. Yeah.
DUMBLEDORE: (frowning) I suppose you think that was funny, Hagrid.
HAGRID: Well, actually--
DUMBLEDORE's eyes glaze over and he starts to giggle.
DUMBLEDORE: It was!
HAGRID stares at him. He stands up and brushes off his rather large trousers and stuffs the One Hat in his pocket, still eyeing DUMBLEDORE warily.
HAGRID: Well, ah'm off.
DUMBLEDORE: Hee hee!
HAGRID begins to gather his things.
HAGRID: Aye, tell Harry...
The rest is lost in a slur of Horrible Accent as HAGRID continues to pack. DUMBLEDORE suddenly loses his sporadic senility and he frowns.
DUMBLEDORE: Hagrid, don't you think you should leave the Hat here? It will be of no use to you where you are going. The elves would not like you to bring it...
HAGRID: I...s'pose...
Without taking the Hat out of his pocket, HAGRID grabs an abnormally large walking stick from a huge pile of oversized lumber. He begins to leave.
DUMBLEDORE: Hagrid...you are forgetting...
HAGRID drops the One Hat on the floor and DUMBLEDORE nods decisively and then starts to giggle again. HAGRID bids him farewell and walks out the door, hitting his head on the chandelier, ceiling, and the top of the door as he leaves.
Only scant seconds later, but obviously long enough for HAGRID to be roughly four miles away, HARRY arrives, looking worried.
HARRY: Dumbledore?
DUMBLEDORE sits and stares at the fire. His eyes are, again, glassy. HARRY picks up the One Hat, which was discarded on the floor by Hagrid a few moments ago (Hagrid is 13.7 miles away at this time).
HARRY: (forlornly) He's gone, isn't he?
DUMBLEDORE snaps out of his trance.
DUMBLEDORE: Hmm? Oh, yes, he left about 28 seconds ago.
HARRY stares at him.
HARRY: Oh. What's this?
DUMBLEDORE: (hissing) Hcccaaahhh!
HARRY: ...Oh.
DUMBLEDORE starts to pace around the room. There is a hugely long scene where DUMBLEDORE explains about VOLDEMORT to HARRY, but since the author is lazy, it was cut out of the movie. Besides, everyone knows what happens anyway.
DUMBLEDORE: And that is why--
There is a shuffling noise outside of the window.
DUMBLEDORE: What's this?
DUMBLEDORE reaches out the window and manages to lift up RON, who was hiding in the bushes outside the window. DUMBLEDORE, although he is frail, also succeeds in flinging RON, not only through the window, but also onto a table that is behind him. What a strong old man.
DUMBLEDORE: Were you eavesdropping, young Ronwise?
RON ("RONWISE") stares at DUMBLEDORE, frightened.
RON: I would drop no eaves, sir!
DUMBLEDORE: Oh, okay, then.
DUMBLEDORE releases RON.
DUMBLEDORE: However, now that you have heard the tale of the Dark Lord Voldemort, you must never leave Harry's side.
To DUMBLEDORE's surprise, RON doesn't look upset at all. In fact...are those hearts in his eyes?
DUMBLEDORE: (frowning in disapproval of Ron's out of place happiness) You must also accompany him to Mount Doom.
RON begins to cry.
HARRY: Er...
HARRY awkwardly tries to comfort the weeping RON by patting him on the back.
DUMBLEDORE: Well, then, we have no time! I will go away to see the head of my order, Minerva the Monochromatic. She will surely know what to do! I will meet you at the Prancing Pony in Bree, or so I say. Now off with you!
DUMBLEDORE pushes the half-packed HARRY and RON out the door.
HARRY: But Dumbledore, we haven't finished packing--we've got no food--
DUMBLEDORE: Isn't that nice!
DUMBLEDORE continues to shove them along, deaf to their protests.
Note from veggie: Sooo bored. Easter break, NOTHING TO DO. I started a Companions of the Night (book by Vivian Vande Velde) fic that I'm working on, and I'm doing this, and my actual Harry Potter fic (Doomsend) and a fic for Audrey. So much to do, but I have no motivation. Igh. And then I have a fic to work on for my site, and then a Princess Mononoke one, and then...GAH! *head explodes*