Author's Notes: Okay, Hagrid's Accent might not be perfect here, alrighty? But i'm trying to make it a Little Hagridish! ^^
To WinterMoon: of course you can use Understanding!Ron in your story! ^^ Understanding!Ron is for everybody! wee!
To Other Reviewers: I'll be explaining Ron's behaivor soon, k? But, in order to do that, I have to wait till Hermione comes back. so you guys gotta suffer for a tiny bit. MUWAHAHAHAH!!! the evilness! ^.~
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Whispers in the Rain
Chapter 10: Talkin' In the Hut
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Harry sat down in the chair facing Hagrid's table and watched as Hagrid bussied himself with making tea. Once the tea was disperced, Hagrid sat down and looked at Harry carefully. Harry looked distraught, to put it lightly. His green eyes focused on the tea cup in front of him, and he held a small frown on his face.
"Now, Harry, what's the probl'm?" Hagrid asked softly. Harry glanced up at him quickly, then looked back down at the tea cup.
"Promise you won't tell anyone?" Harry asked in a barely audible whisper. Hagrid nodded a yes and Harry cleared his throat. "I've discovered something about myself, Hagrid. Something that a lot of people wouldn't accept. But I can't help the fact that it's what I am. I know I should be able to tell you this. I know that your my friend and you wouldn't hate me for it."
"I could n'ver hate yer, Harry." Hagrid told him, smiling softly.
"Hagrid..." Harry took a deep breath and mustered up his strength. "I'm gay."
Hagrid stared at him, a look of shock on his face. Harry tried to not break their eye contact, he wanted to make sure Hagrid believe him, but he failed. He looked down at his hands. Silence filled the room as Harry picked at the dirt under one of his fingernails, trying to occupy his mind. Trying to not panick at the fact that Hagrid wasn't saying anything. Trying to ignore the half-giant as he stared at him.
"Yer sure 'bout this?" Hagrid asked uncertainly.
"Positive." Harry told him. Hagrid slowly nodded.
"Well... I can't say I'm not a little dis'pointed." Hagrid told him. Harry held his breath, then breathed a sigh of relief as Hagrid smiled. "But 's long 's yer sure, then I'm not g'nna say an'thing 'bout it."
"Thank you, Hagrid." Harry said. Hagrid nodded and gave him another smile.
"Now, this doesn't explain why yer were layin' in the snow out 'n the quidditch field." Hagrid said, slightly amused. Harry blushed heavily, reliving the conversaion he had with Draco that night.
"Well, er, I was kinda having a stress attack." Harry gave a light laugh.
"Really? Hmm, yer can talk 'bout it with me o'course. If yer want to."
"Have you ever known someone that you normally hated and who hated you back? That the world seemed fixed on you two being enemies?" Harry asked. "And then, all of a sudden, this whole new world is opened up with a single thought. And you feel yourself feeling all these things towards this person, things that you never thought you would feel. After hours of telling yourself they coudln't be true you finally realize they are. And then the only question now is, does he like you back?
"And sooner or later you figure out that him liking you is a pretty big possibility," Harry coninuted, talking rapidly. "So you take a chance! Then you do soemthing incredibally stupid and scare him off. Now he's yelling at you to leave him alone. But you know," Harry nodded his head in emphases, "Yes you know he feels the same."
"Umm, er, right." Hagrid said, trying to take all this in. "Well, do yer mind me askin' who it 's?"
Harry coughed. Strangely, this cough sounded like the words: Draco Malfoy. Hagrid blinked. No, no. That couldn't of been it. "'Scuse me?"
"Dra-" Harry stopped, then opened his mouth to try again. "Drac-"
"The name 's startin' to sound familiar." Hagrid laughed slightly.
"Draco." Harry whispered. Hagrid choked on his tea. Clearing his throat, he searched for some words.
"Well, er, that was unexpected." Hagrid said. "But, er, I guess I should of known... Yer saying earlier that it was an enemy. I was just hopin' it was, er, some other enemy."
"I know." Harry whispered. The boy was obviously embarassed beyond belief. Hagrid decided not to concentrate on WHO the boy liked, more on the fact that he LIKED someone.
"So, what are ye g'nna do 'bout it?" Hagrid asked, taking a gulp of his tea.
"I dont' know." Harry said honestly. "He doesn't want to see me anymore. Ron says I should just keep trying to break his so called shield."
"Ron knows, eh?" Hagrid asked, slightly shocked.
"Oh, yea." Harry said. "He's actually rather excited about it. He's been very helpful... kind of." Harry laughed. "He's been very accepting. It's scaring the pants off me, really."
"Maybe it has something ter do with Hermione gone?" Hagrid suggested. "He came to me hut a while ago. Talked 'bout her the entire time."
"Really?" Harry asked. "Huh, I didn't know. Well... I guess I was a bit busy pouting... After what happened with Draco and all."
"Mmhm." Hagrid replied. He chose not to push the topic due to the blush creeping back in Harry's cheeks.
"I dont' know what to do, Hagrid." Harry said, leaning back in his chair.
"If yer want my 'pinion, I think yer should just give Malfoy some time." Hagrid told him. "If he likes yer back, then he won't be able to handle being 'way from yer too long."
Harry slowly smiled. Though he hated the idea of leaving Draco to be angry with him, Hagrid had a good point. "Thanks Hagrid."
"No, probl'm." Hagrid said. Harry stiffled a yawn. "Blimey, yer need to get ta sleep! It's way ter late, or early dependin' on how ya look at it."
"Yea, thanks again Hagrid." Harry said. With that he left Hagrid and slowly made his way up to Hogwarts castle.
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welp, that convo was pretty long, but I thought Hagrid would be a good advice dude! muwahahah! *coughgag* ...dont' ask me what that was about. hehe.
To WinterMoon: of course you can use Understanding!Ron in your story! ^^ Understanding!Ron is for everybody! wee!
To Other Reviewers: I'll be explaining Ron's behaivor soon, k? But, in order to do that, I have to wait till Hermione comes back. so you guys gotta suffer for a tiny bit. MUWAHAHAHAH!!! the evilness! ^.~
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Whispers in the Rain
Chapter 10: Talkin' In the Hut
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Harry sat down in the chair facing Hagrid's table and watched as Hagrid bussied himself with making tea. Once the tea was disperced, Hagrid sat down and looked at Harry carefully. Harry looked distraught, to put it lightly. His green eyes focused on the tea cup in front of him, and he held a small frown on his face.
"Now, Harry, what's the probl'm?" Hagrid asked softly. Harry glanced up at him quickly, then looked back down at the tea cup.
"Promise you won't tell anyone?" Harry asked in a barely audible whisper. Hagrid nodded a yes and Harry cleared his throat. "I've discovered something about myself, Hagrid. Something that a lot of people wouldn't accept. But I can't help the fact that it's what I am. I know I should be able to tell you this. I know that your my friend and you wouldn't hate me for it."
"I could n'ver hate yer, Harry." Hagrid told him, smiling softly.
"Hagrid..." Harry took a deep breath and mustered up his strength. "I'm gay."
Hagrid stared at him, a look of shock on his face. Harry tried to not break their eye contact, he wanted to make sure Hagrid believe him, but he failed. He looked down at his hands. Silence filled the room as Harry picked at the dirt under one of his fingernails, trying to occupy his mind. Trying to not panick at the fact that Hagrid wasn't saying anything. Trying to ignore the half-giant as he stared at him.
"Yer sure 'bout this?" Hagrid asked uncertainly.
"Positive." Harry told him. Hagrid slowly nodded.
"Well... I can't say I'm not a little dis'pointed." Hagrid told him. Harry held his breath, then breathed a sigh of relief as Hagrid smiled. "But 's long 's yer sure, then I'm not g'nna say an'thing 'bout it."
"Thank you, Hagrid." Harry said. Hagrid nodded and gave him another smile.
"Now, this doesn't explain why yer were layin' in the snow out 'n the quidditch field." Hagrid said, slightly amused. Harry blushed heavily, reliving the conversaion he had with Draco that night.
"Well, er, I was kinda having a stress attack." Harry gave a light laugh.
"Really? Hmm, yer can talk 'bout it with me o'course. If yer want to."
"Have you ever known someone that you normally hated and who hated you back? That the world seemed fixed on you two being enemies?" Harry asked. "And then, all of a sudden, this whole new world is opened up with a single thought. And you feel yourself feeling all these things towards this person, things that you never thought you would feel. After hours of telling yourself they coudln't be true you finally realize they are. And then the only question now is, does he like you back?
"And sooner or later you figure out that him liking you is a pretty big possibility," Harry coninuted, talking rapidly. "So you take a chance! Then you do soemthing incredibally stupid and scare him off. Now he's yelling at you to leave him alone. But you know," Harry nodded his head in emphases, "Yes you know he feels the same."
"Umm, er, right." Hagrid said, trying to take all this in. "Well, do yer mind me askin' who it 's?"
Harry coughed. Strangely, this cough sounded like the words: Draco Malfoy. Hagrid blinked. No, no. That couldn't of been it. "'Scuse me?"
"Dra-" Harry stopped, then opened his mouth to try again. "Drac-"
"The name 's startin' to sound familiar." Hagrid laughed slightly.
"Draco." Harry whispered. Hagrid choked on his tea. Clearing his throat, he searched for some words.
"Well, er, that was unexpected." Hagrid said. "But, er, I guess I should of known... Yer saying earlier that it was an enemy. I was just hopin' it was, er, some other enemy."
"I know." Harry whispered. The boy was obviously embarassed beyond belief. Hagrid decided not to concentrate on WHO the boy liked, more on the fact that he LIKED someone.
"So, what are ye g'nna do 'bout it?" Hagrid asked, taking a gulp of his tea.
"I dont' know." Harry said honestly. "He doesn't want to see me anymore. Ron says I should just keep trying to break his so called shield."
"Ron knows, eh?" Hagrid asked, slightly shocked.
"Oh, yea." Harry said. "He's actually rather excited about it. He's been very helpful... kind of." Harry laughed. "He's been very accepting. It's scaring the pants off me, really."
"Maybe it has something ter do with Hermione gone?" Hagrid suggested. "He came to me hut a while ago. Talked 'bout her the entire time."
"Really?" Harry asked. "Huh, I didn't know. Well... I guess I was a bit busy pouting... After what happened with Draco and all."
"Mmhm." Hagrid replied. He chose not to push the topic due to the blush creeping back in Harry's cheeks.
"I dont' know what to do, Hagrid." Harry said, leaning back in his chair.
"If yer want my 'pinion, I think yer should just give Malfoy some time." Hagrid told him. "If he likes yer back, then he won't be able to handle being 'way from yer too long."
Harry slowly smiled. Though he hated the idea of leaving Draco to be angry with him, Hagrid had a good point. "Thanks Hagrid."
"No, probl'm." Hagrid said. Harry stiffled a yawn. "Blimey, yer need to get ta sleep! It's way ter late, or early dependin' on how ya look at it."
"Yea, thanks again Hagrid." Harry said. With that he left Hagrid and slowly made his way up to Hogwarts castle.
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welp, that convo was pretty long, but I thought Hagrid would be a good advice dude! muwahahah! *coughgag* ...dont' ask me what that was about. hehe.
