Author's Notes - I'm a bit stuck at the moment, I've got some big stuff
planned but it doesn't happen until Halloween and I can't just jumped
straight there! But this chapter is important for the plot even though not
that much happens.
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-Chapter Twelve-
As of Yet Unknown
"Hagrid, are in there Hagrid?" Hermione called, knocking on his cabin door, "come on Hagrid. Let us in, we're getting socked." They were indeed, rain was coming down in a torrent, and the type that makes you wet through to the skin within minutes. They had run down to see Hagrid straight after breakfast, not realizing that the rain was so bad. "Hagrid, please let us in," Hermione called desperately.
"Look," Ron said suddenly, pointing toward to the forest. "There he is, I wonder what he was doing in there?"
Harry squinted through the rain, it was so think it made it hard to see. Then he saw him, a huge figure, moving slowly towards them out of the gloom. Hagrid don't see them until he nearly walked into them.
"Oh, 'ello yeh three," Hagrid said, water running off his moleskin overcoat, crossbow in hand.
"Hi Hagrid," Harry said, pushing his wet hair out of his face. "Um can we come in?"
"What? 'O course, 'o course," Hagrid said pushing open the door. "Where's m' manners? Com' in, com' in. Down Fang down."
"Where have you been Hagrid?" Harry asked once they were all inside and closed the door.
"How 'bout a cupper?" Hagrid said putting the crossbow down and moving towards the fire. "Bit nippy aten't it?" (A/N I hate Hagrid talk, it's so difficult both to read and write! Why can't he just speak properly? But I guess that, then he wouldn't be Hagrid.) Close to Hagrid was looking much better than he had looked last year. There were a few bruises on his face but they looked old and were already healing.
"Yes please," said Ron eagerly as he, Harry and Hermione sat down at the table; Fang started drawling on Harry's shoe but he was so wet anyway it did not make much difference. Harry's feet were resting in a puddle of water.
"Where have you been," Harry repeated, as Hagrid started to make tea.
"In the forest, 'here else?" Hagrid placing a large plate of dark round things on the table, which turned out to be burnt biscuits. "How're yeh 'Arry? We missed yeh last lesson."
"I'm ok," Harry said, "pity the Diggles aren't."
"Yeah, I read 'bout that," said Hagrid darkly, placing a huge mug of steaming tea in front of each of the each other them and sitting down. "I liked them, always real nice to me, polite like. But what's them got to do with yeh missing class?"
"Didn't you tell him?" Harry asked Hermione.
"No," she said defensively, "how could I with Malfoy there? And we didn't know then anyway!"
"Dumbledore would have told him," Harry hated himself for saying the next bit, but forced himself to do it. "If he'd wanted him to know. I wasn't feeling well Hagrid, that's all" Harry said addressing Hagrid.
Ron was staring at him, mouth open, in horror; Hermione seemed unable to believe her ears, she was gaping at Harry.
"Why were you in the forest Hagrid?" Harry said trying to sound light and breeze, "I thought it wasn't safe any more, not since the thing with Umbridge anyway!"
Hagrid, too, was staring at Harry like he'd just turned into a giant tomato. He soon recovered himself, however, "have to, don't I? Can't let me own brother just go on livin' in there without compan' like could I? No, I couldn't, so I've been goin' in like, just once in while see, so he don't get lonely see." Hagrid's beard twitched and Harry could tell he was grinning. "You should see him, he's comin' on grand like!"
"That's wonderful Hagrid, just wonderful," Hermione said in an oddly bright voice to Hagrid, but Harry could see she had not forgiven him
"How was your summer Hagrid?" Harry asked trying to lighten the mood, "we didn't see to at the headquarters?"
"Not bad, can't complain, odd thing though,' said Hagrid thoughtfully. "Dumbledore knew all 'bout Grawp and I've never said anythin' to him about him! You lot wouldn' have said anythin' would yeh?" (A/N I really hate the way Hagrid speaks, it's horrid doing his speak!)
"You didn't, do you, Harry?" Ron asked, "When you were in his office last year, just after ... when ... when you'd gotten back?"
Harry wracked his brains, but came up with nothing. Whenever he let his mind drift to that instant it always alighted on the some two things. Sirius and the prophecy.
"I don't think so," Harry said at last trying to distract himself from both.
"Wait a moment, Umbridge," Hermione said happily, "no Ron really, just think about it for a moment. She went with Harry and me into the forest, then the centaurs came, and they carried her of. Then Grawp scared them off right?"
"Yeah, Hermione we know all that alright," Ron impatiently. "But that doesn't tell us how Dumbeldore knows about Grawp."
"Yes it does," Hermione said triumphantly. "Knows what they told her, or what see saw before Dumbledore went to get her-"
"But why would she have told Dumbledore?" Ron interrupted her, "when we saw her in the hospital wing she hardly ever said a word. I bet she didn't say a word to Dumbledore, she wasn't best pleased with him was she?"
"Ohh," said Hermione dejectedly, "I forgot."
Harry had no energy to join, and even if he had he would not have. Harry did not really care how Dumbledore know about Grawp, it did not change anything. During the summer all he had wanted was to be with his friends again, but now he was with them he found himself drawing more and more into himself, trying not to think. He was happiest when he was with his friends and they were letting him sit in silence while they talked.
"Hang on," Ron said excitedly, "Dumbledore know pretty much everything that goes on at Hogwarts right? So why can't he just know for the same reasons?"
"Yeah maybe," Hermione said uncertainly.
"You alright 'Arry?" Hagrid asked suddenly, "you're very quiet."
"I'm fine Hagrid just thinking," Harry said slowly.
"Must be strange havin' your cousin at Hogwarts?" said Hagrid.
"Yeah, it is," said Harry, "some times I forget that his is and I get the biggest shock seeing him in the corridors and the common room."
"Must been," Hagrid said, "still as fat as ever I hear tell?"
"Yep, he is that, it odd though sometimes ... he does something stupid and it's funny but not at the same time." Harry said his eyes on the cup in his hands. A strange emotion was boiling up inside him, Harry just was not sure what it was. He felt angry, but that wasn't it, not completely anyway!
"How could you say that Harry?" Hermione asked heatedly on their way back up to the castle. The rain had been replaced by think fog.
"Say what?" Harry asked innocently, although he knew what was coming next.
"That you wouldn't tell him?" She said, "you know what that feels like. How could you do the same thing to someone else?"
"But sometimes it's better not to know!" Harry could feel his temper getting the better of him and at that moment not caring. "What's that saying? Oh yeah ignorance's is bliss. Sometimes it would be easier not to know and just go on not knowing, rather than knowing and pretending not to!"
"What do you mean? Of course it's better to know." Ron said sounding hurt.
"No it's not," Harry said quietly trying to control his temper.
"What do you know?" Hermione asked shrewdly, they were inside the castle now.
"Nothing," Harry said too quickly.
"Yeah, what do you know?" Ron said, "you never tell us anything any more unless we ask directly."
"I don't know anything," Harry said defiantly.
"Come on Harry we know you know something," said Ron.
"You've been acting change ever since we got back from the ministry," Hermione said slowly, "I thought it was just because of Sirius at first, but it's not that is it? There something else, is it something to do with that prophecy thing Neville broke?"
"I DON"T KNOW ANYTHING ALRIGHT?" Harry yelled not able to control his temper any longer. "I'm going to play Quiddich." He added quietly as his disappear behind a tapestry and ran until he had reached the fat lady. He startled several first and second years and he ran through the common and up the stairs to the boys' dormitories. Within ten minutes he was back outside in the air on his broom.
Once in the air he began to calm down. Why did Ron and Hermione have to know everything! Couldn't they see he didn't want to talk about it? And that he'd tell them in his own time? 'They were just trying to help, they're worried about you." Said a small voice in his head. Yeah well he could take care of himself couldn't he? He'd proven it time after time, he'd faced Voldemort four times and lived hadn't he?
Harry missed lunch, preferring to stay out on the pitch to going in side being interrogated. At two a clock the rest of the team turned up. The weather had not improved if anything it had gotten worse; the rain had started again, the pitch had turned into a lake about two inches deep in water.
"Who needs Fred and George to make a swamp when we have one right here? How long have you been out here Harry, you're soaked?" Ginny asked.
"Bit," Harry said of handedly.
"I didn't see you at lunch?" said Ginny.
"Don't go, so you wouldn't have would you," he said trying to make it sound like he'd just forgotten.
"You're not going to make us fly in this are you?"
"Course I am," Harry said grinning. "Come on it not that bad, and we might be playing Slythrin in weather like this so we'd better get used to it." Everyone made disapproving noises, "it's not that bad I've been out for a long time come on."
The muttering team followed him out on to the pitch with their brooms over their arms.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ * Thank you to Hogwarts, A History Girl; dolphingirl79 and rhinemjr for reviewing it means a lot to me!
Loony bout Lupin - I also agree with what Hermione said but remember this is Ron we're talking bout! So you'll just have to wait and see, but I'll give you a sneak preview, Ron does forgive Percy but not straight away! Albert just came out of the woodwork. I never really liked him; sorry that's putting it mildly I really don't like him, he's based of a guy in my year called guess what? Albert, anyway he bugs me a lot, so intend of taking it out on him I just wrote him in to it! Sorry, I'll stop rambling. All the character that I have introduced I know different names for the most part or anagrams, it makes them easier to write about, Alberforth is based on a mixed of my maths and science teachers. Jasmine, you see, is based on one of my best friends, I laughed myself silly after I read you last review about her reminding you of Luna. If you knew her you'd understand! Thanks anyway!
Power-of-the-lightning-bolt - The ultimate complement, thank you, you're forgiven, I get it all the time! Most people think that, because I'm dyslexic the letters jump around the page doing aerobics or something!
HarryGryffinGirl - Me too, me too!
Angelfirenze - I was beginning to wonder if anyone had as much as looked at those. Thank you or restoring my faith in humans!
Athenakitty - one question at a time, humbug! Only joking. Yes-another letter from Percy, it fits in with something big that happens at the end! The twins don't forgive him, or rather they do but they never tell him! However, Ron does forgive him after a while, I'm not sure when! The Dursley, the Dursley what can I tell you about them? There are changes to the way they teat Harry, they don't fall over themselves to feed him grapes, if you were wondering, but there are changes. Uncle Vernon doesn't change one jot towards Harry, he does, however, change towards Dudley. I'm not going to say any more here, but I've got some big stuff planned for them! Fingers itching to type! Thanks for reviewing anyway.
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-Chapter Twelve-
As of Yet Unknown
"Hagrid, are in there Hagrid?" Hermione called, knocking on his cabin door, "come on Hagrid. Let us in, we're getting socked." They were indeed, rain was coming down in a torrent, and the type that makes you wet through to the skin within minutes. They had run down to see Hagrid straight after breakfast, not realizing that the rain was so bad. "Hagrid, please let us in," Hermione called desperately.
"Look," Ron said suddenly, pointing toward to the forest. "There he is, I wonder what he was doing in there?"
Harry squinted through the rain, it was so think it made it hard to see. Then he saw him, a huge figure, moving slowly towards them out of the gloom. Hagrid don't see them until he nearly walked into them.
"Oh, 'ello yeh three," Hagrid said, water running off his moleskin overcoat, crossbow in hand.
"Hi Hagrid," Harry said, pushing his wet hair out of his face. "Um can we come in?"
"What? 'O course, 'o course," Hagrid said pushing open the door. "Where's m' manners? Com' in, com' in. Down Fang down."
"Where have you been Hagrid?" Harry asked once they were all inside and closed the door.
"How 'bout a cupper?" Hagrid said putting the crossbow down and moving towards the fire. "Bit nippy aten't it?" (A/N I hate Hagrid talk, it's so difficult both to read and write! Why can't he just speak properly? But I guess that, then he wouldn't be Hagrid.) Close to Hagrid was looking much better than he had looked last year. There were a few bruises on his face but they looked old and were already healing.
"Yes please," said Ron eagerly as he, Harry and Hermione sat down at the table; Fang started drawling on Harry's shoe but he was so wet anyway it did not make much difference. Harry's feet were resting in a puddle of water.
"Where have you been," Harry repeated, as Hagrid started to make tea.
"In the forest, 'here else?" Hagrid placing a large plate of dark round things on the table, which turned out to be burnt biscuits. "How're yeh 'Arry? We missed yeh last lesson."
"I'm ok," Harry said, "pity the Diggles aren't."
"Yeah, I read 'bout that," said Hagrid darkly, placing a huge mug of steaming tea in front of each of the each other them and sitting down. "I liked them, always real nice to me, polite like. But what's them got to do with yeh missing class?"
"Didn't you tell him?" Harry asked Hermione.
"No," she said defensively, "how could I with Malfoy there? And we didn't know then anyway!"
"Dumbledore would have told him," Harry hated himself for saying the next bit, but forced himself to do it. "If he'd wanted him to know. I wasn't feeling well Hagrid, that's all" Harry said addressing Hagrid.
Ron was staring at him, mouth open, in horror; Hermione seemed unable to believe her ears, she was gaping at Harry.
"Why were you in the forest Hagrid?" Harry said trying to sound light and breeze, "I thought it wasn't safe any more, not since the thing with Umbridge anyway!"
Hagrid, too, was staring at Harry like he'd just turned into a giant tomato. He soon recovered himself, however, "have to, don't I? Can't let me own brother just go on livin' in there without compan' like could I? No, I couldn't, so I've been goin' in like, just once in while see, so he don't get lonely see." Hagrid's beard twitched and Harry could tell he was grinning. "You should see him, he's comin' on grand like!"
"That's wonderful Hagrid, just wonderful," Hermione said in an oddly bright voice to Hagrid, but Harry could see she had not forgiven him
"How was your summer Hagrid?" Harry asked trying to lighten the mood, "we didn't see to at the headquarters?"
"Not bad, can't complain, odd thing though,' said Hagrid thoughtfully. "Dumbledore knew all 'bout Grawp and I've never said anythin' to him about him! You lot wouldn' have said anythin' would yeh?" (A/N I really hate the way Hagrid speaks, it's horrid doing his speak!)
"You didn't, do you, Harry?" Ron asked, "When you were in his office last year, just after ... when ... when you'd gotten back?"
Harry wracked his brains, but came up with nothing. Whenever he let his mind drift to that instant it always alighted on the some two things. Sirius and the prophecy.
"I don't think so," Harry said at last trying to distract himself from both.
"Wait a moment, Umbridge," Hermione said happily, "no Ron really, just think about it for a moment. She went with Harry and me into the forest, then the centaurs came, and they carried her of. Then Grawp scared them off right?"
"Yeah, Hermione we know all that alright," Ron impatiently. "But that doesn't tell us how Dumbeldore knows about Grawp."
"Yes it does," Hermione said triumphantly. "Knows what they told her, or what see saw before Dumbledore went to get her-"
"But why would she have told Dumbledore?" Ron interrupted her, "when we saw her in the hospital wing she hardly ever said a word. I bet she didn't say a word to Dumbledore, she wasn't best pleased with him was she?"
"Ohh," said Hermione dejectedly, "I forgot."
Harry had no energy to join, and even if he had he would not have. Harry did not really care how Dumbledore know about Grawp, it did not change anything. During the summer all he had wanted was to be with his friends again, but now he was with them he found himself drawing more and more into himself, trying not to think. He was happiest when he was with his friends and they were letting him sit in silence while they talked.
"Hang on," Ron said excitedly, "Dumbledore know pretty much everything that goes on at Hogwarts right? So why can't he just know for the same reasons?"
"Yeah maybe," Hermione said uncertainly.
"You alright 'Arry?" Hagrid asked suddenly, "you're very quiet."
"I'm fine Hagrid just thinking," Harry said slowly.
"Must be strange havin' your cousin at Hogwarts?" said Hagrid.
"Yeah, it is," said Harry, "some times I forget that his is and I get the biggest shock seeing him in the corridors and the common room."
"Must been," Hagrid said, "still as fat as ever I hear tell?"
"Yep, he is that, it odd though sometimes ... he does something stupid and it's funny but not at the same time." Harry said his eyes on the cup in his hands. A strange emotion was boiling up inside him, Harry just was not sure what it was. He felt angry, but that wasn't it, not completely anyway!
"How could you say that Harry?" Hermione asked heatedly on their way back up to the castle. The rain had been replaced by think fog.
"Say what?" Harry asked innocently, although he knew what was coming next.
"That you wouldn't tell him?" She said, "you know what that feels like. How could you do the same thing to someone else?"
"But sometimes it's better not to know!" Harry could feel his temper getting the better of him and at that moment not caring. "What's that saying? Oh yeah ignorance's is bliss. Sometimes it would be easier not to know and just go on not knowing, rather than knowing and pretending not to!"
"What do you mean? Of course it's better to know." Ron said sounding hurt.
"No it's not," Harry said quietly trying to control his temper.
"What do you know?" Hermione asked shrewdly, they were inside the castle now.
"Nothing," Harry said too quickly.
"Yeah, what do you know?" Ron said, "you never tell us anything any more unless we ask directly."
"I don't know anything," Harry said defiantly.
"Come on Harry we know you know something," said Ron.
"You've been acting change ever since we got back from the ministry," Hermione said slowly, "I thought it was just because of Sirius at first, but it's not that is it? There something else, is it something to do with that prophecy thing Neville broke?"
"I DON"T KNOW ANYTHING ALRIGHT?" Harry yelled not able to control his temper any longer. "I'm going to play Quiddich." He added quietly as his disappear behind a tapestry and ran until he had reached the fat lady. He startled several first and second years and he ran through the common and up the stairs to the boys' dormitories. Within ten minutes he was back outside in the air on his broom.
Once in the air he began to calm down. Why did Ron and Hermione have to know everything! Couldn't they see he didn't want to talk about it? And that he'd tell them in his own time? 'They were just trying to help, they're worried about you." Said a small voice in his head. Yeah well he could take care of himself couldn't he? He'd proven it time after time, he'd faced Voldemort four times and lived hadn't he?
Harry missed lunch, preferring to stay out on the pitch to going in side being interrogated. At two a clock the rest of the team turned up. The weather had not improved if anything it had gotten worse; the rain had started again, the pitch had turned into a lake about two inches deep in water.
"Who needs Fred and George to make a swamp when we have one right here? How long have you been out here Harry, you're soaked?" Ginny asked.
"Bit," Harry said of handedly.
"I didn't see you at lunch?" said Ginny.
"Don't go, so you wouldn't have would you," he said trying to make it sound like he'd just forgotten.
"You're not going to make us fly in this are you?"
"Course I am," Harry said grinning. "Come on it not that bad, and we might be playing Slythrin in weather like this so we'd better get used to it." Everyone made disapproving noises, "it's not that bad I've been out for a long time come on."
The muttering team followed him out on to the pitch with their brooms over their arms.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ * Thank you to Hogwarts, A History Girl; dolphingirl79 and rhinemjr for reviewing it means a lot to me!
Loony bout Lupin - I also agree with what Hermione said but remember this is Ron we're talking bout! So you'll just have to wait and see, but I'll give you a sneak preview, Ron does forgive Percy but not straight away! Albert just came out of the woodwork. I never really liked him; sorry that's putting it mildly I really don't like him, he's based of a guy in my year called guess what? Albert, anyway he bugs me a lot, so intend of taking it out on him I just wrote him in to it! Sorry, I'll stop rambling. All the character that I have introduced I know different names for the most part or anagrams, it makes them easier to write about, Alberforth is based on a mixed of my maths and science teachers. Jasmine, you see, is based on one of my best friends, I laughed myself silly after I read you last review about her reminding you of Luna. If you knew her you'd understand! Thanks anyway!
Power-of-the-lightning-bolt - The ultimate complement, thank you, you're forgiven, I get it all the time! Most people think that, because I'm dyslexic the letters jump around the page doing aerobics or something!
HarryGryffinGirl - Me too, me too!
Angelfirenze - I was beginning to wonder if anyone had as much as looked at those. Thank you or restoring my faith in humans!
Athenakitty - one question at a time, humbug! Only joking. Yes-another letter from Percy, it fits in with something big that happens at the end! The twins don't forgive him, or rather they do but they never tell him! However, Ron does forgive him after a while, I'm not sure when! The Dursley, the Dursley what can I tell you about them? There are changes to the way they teat Harry, they don't fall over themselves to feed him grapes, if you were wondering, but there are changes. Uncle Vernon doesn't change one jot towards Harry, he does, however, change towards Dudley. I'm not going to say any more here, but I've got some big stuff planned for them! Fingers itching to type! Thanks for reviewing anyway.