Hey, this was the first story I wrote, mostly out of interest in the subject, then it turned into a thing, and well here it is. Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own thoughts... Thanks crookykanks for showing me I'm not alone ( Here's lookin at you kid.....

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Hagrid

Hagrid looked around. He breathed in the air and sighed.

"Here again, bloody hell, the things I do for Dumbledore." He said as he went in the gates. The gates were large and a fat man and a skinny man where engraved in the arch over the top.

"Fat Camp" Hagrid announced as he went in, a small mousey wizard came up to Hagrid waving.

"Ah, Mr Hagrid good to see you, just think a whole summer of fun and losing weight. Soon, in a few summers you'll be able to fit in with normal wizards easily. Now I know it's not your fault your big boned but this place will help to trim the edges." He said enthusiastically and wondered off he leave Hagrid to check in.

Hagrid checked his schedule push-ups, squats, and other things Hagrid couldn't pronounce. He just wished Dumbledore was having a worse time than him and if not he would make up for it when he got back.