There were only a few sixth year students whom had actually decided to take Care of Magical Creatures that year. So instead, Harry asked a random third year Hufflepuff.
"Err...excuse me, but did Hagrid teach his last Care of Magical Creatures class?" Harry asked, knowing it sounded dumb.
"Yeah, it was about hippogriffs..." The third year student hurried off, after, of course, looking at Harry strangely.
Ha! Hippogriffs, that was probably the best taught lesson that year, but not exactly for Hagrid...Harry sighed, remembering good times. Draco was such a goon, faking that injury, what could he be up to this year? Was he up to anything? He father iwas/i sentenced to jail, even though he was still awaiting trial...
"Well", Lauren said, interrupting his point of thought, "he must have disappeared after his last class. Strange really..."
Harry looked at his watch, "Wow, it's almost dinner, we better be heading off!"
And with that, they curtly hurried to the Great Hall.
When they got there, it seemed no one had noticed the disappearance of Hagrid, although some of the teachers looked quite worried. As they finished their pudding, Dumbledore bid them goodnight, as tomorrow was Christmas. But, with no surprise, asked for a word with Harry. Lauren headed up to her dorm, without him.
"Harry", Dumbledore wearily started. "It has come to our attention, that Hagrid has not been seen on school grounds for more than forty eight hours. It is beginning to worry us my dear boy. Do you know anything of this?"
A chill ran up and down Harry's spine, where could he be? He shook his head, and Dumbledore let him go on his way.
So it wasn't just him who had noticed Hagrid's disappearance. The more he thought about it, the more the worry. Now he could understand Mrs. Weasley's worry when Harry was in the Triwizard Tournament; not seeing the person, and thinking that they may never come back.
He reached the portrait hole and uttered the password as he climbed in.
"Harry!" It was Lauren.
"Hey", he replied.
"Ok, I just couldn't wait for tomorrow, so...here!" She handed him a large box, covered in snitch patterned wrapping paper.
"Wait a second", he rushed over to his trunk and pulled out an icy blue snowflake wrapped package. "This is for you!"
They both simultaneously ripped open their presents.
"Whoa! Personalized firecrackers! Thanks Lauren!!!!" Harry said affectionately.
"Ya, they spell out, Draco Malfoy, the Greatness Himself, and then flash NOT! I couldn't think of a better saying!" She paused, taking another look at her present. She held it up to the light; the light blue crystal pendant shimmered even in the dim light of the common room. A medium sized crystal snitch was on the silver chain. "Harry...it's beautiful." She said as Harry helped her put it on.
The next day had been a blur, but not in the same way. Harry had awoken to find that Lauren wasn't there, nor was she at breakfast. She hadn't even been outside during the biggest snowball fight in Hogwarts' history.
Later at dinner, nothing was seen of her...now Harry was beginning to worry, so he went to McGonagall.
"Err....Professor?"
"Yes Potter?" She replied.
"I know this may sound quite strange...but..." He hesitated, not wanting to sound strange.
"Yes Potter, we've alerted the Ministry of Ms. Jones's disappearance. I suggest you don't go parading around the grounds or outside them for that matter, looking for her. Potter...please...just don't, you don't know the whole story." She said, her eyes showed fear, but it didn't seem to be related to Lauren's disappearance.
"Do you know anything of it? Who it was? Anything?" Harry was starting to feel desperate.
"Potter, this doesn't concern you, and trust me, you don't want it to. Just head off to bed please, all we can tell you is that we're working our hardest to try and find out where she is."
"Alright professor..." Harry shrugged, slowly and solemnly headed up to his dorm and flopped onto his bed.
That's when he noticed it, glistening in the dim fiery glowing room...the necklace! He held it up to the fire's warm light, but felt the familiar tugging feeling beyond his naval...
"Err...excuse me, but did Hagrid teach his last Care of Magical Creatures class?" Harry asked, knowing it sounded dumb.
"Yeah, it was about hippogriffs..." The third year student hurried off, after, of course, looking at Harry strangely.
Ha! Hippogriffs, that was probably the best taught lesson that year, but not exactly for Hagrid...Harry sighed, remembering good times. Draco was such a goon, faking that injury, what could he be up to this year? Was he up to anything? He father iwas/i sentenced to jail, even though he was still awaiting trial...
"Well", Lauren said, interrupting his point of thought, "he must have disappeared after his last class. Strange really..."
Harry looked at his watch, "Wow, it's almost dinner, we better be heading off!"
And with that, they curtly hurried to the Great Hall.
When they got there, it seemed no one had noticed the disappearance of Hagrid, although some of the teachers looked quite worried. As they finished their pudding, Dumbledore bid them goodnight, as tomorrow was Christmas. But, with no surprise, asked for a word with Harry. Lauren headed up to her dorm, without him.
"Harry", Dumbledore wearily started. "It has come to our attention, that Hagrid has not been seen on school grounds for more than forty eight hours. It is beginning to worry us my dear boy. Do you know anything of this?"
A chill ran up and down Harry's spine, where could he be? He shook his head, and Dumbledore let him go on his way.
So it wasn't just him who had noticed Hagrid's disappearance. The more he thought about it, the more the worry. Now he could understand Mrs. Weasley's worry when Harry was in the Triwizard Tournament; not seeing the person, and thinking that they may never come back.
He reached the portrait hole and uttered the password as he climbed in.
"Harry!" It was Lauren.
"Hey", he replied.
"Ok, I just couldn't wait for tomorrow, so...here!" She handed him a large box, covered in snitch patterned wrapping paper.
"Wait a second", he rushed over to his trunk and pulled out an icy blue snowflake wrapped package. "This is for you!"
They both simultaneously ripped open their presents.
"Whoa! Personalized firecrackers! Thanks Lauren!!!!" Harry said affectionately.
"Ya, they spell out, Draco Malfoy, the Greatness Himself, and then flash NOT! I couldn't think of a better saying!" She paused, taking another look at her present. She held it up to the light; the light blue crystal pendant shimmered even in the dim light of the common room. A medium sized crystal snitch was on the silver chain. "Harry...it's beautiful." She said as Harry helped her put it on.
The next day had been a blur, but not in the same way. Harry had awoken to find that Lauren wasn't there, nor was she at breakfast. She hadn't even been outside during the biggest snowball fight in Hogwarts' history.
Later at dinner, nothing was seen of her...now Harry was beginning to worry, so he went to McGonagall.
"Err....Professor?"
"Yes Potter?" She replied.
"I know this may sound quite strange...but..." He hesitated, not wanting to sound strange.
"Yes Potter, we've alerted the Ministry of Ms. Jones's disappearance. I suggest you don't go parading around the grounds or outside them for that matter, looking for her. Potter...please...just don't, you don't know the whole story." She said, her eyes showed fear, but it didn't seem to be related to Lauren's disappearance.
"Do you know anything of it? Who it was? Anything?" Harry was starting to feel desperate.
"Potter, this doesn't concern you, and trust me, you don't want it to. Just head off to bed please, all we can tell you is that we're working our hardest to try and find out where she is."
"Alright professor..." Harry shrugged, slowly and solemnly headed up to his dorm and flopped onto his bed.
That's when he noticed it, glistening in the dim fiery glowing room...the necklace! He held it up to the fire's warm light, but felt the familiar tugging feeling beyond his naval...