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A/N: MORE STORY!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAH SUGAR MORE SUGAR!!! by the way, Thank you ever so much to Gweneth for the compliments and comments you gave me. I am touched at how much you love my story. (smiles) oh and I realized how forgetful I am...Ron is supposed to be in quiddich..."Weasley is our King" after all...but umm....well...I'll fix it.. Oh, one more thing.. I have mid-year exams so this is why my updating is taking awhile.. That and my writer's block I just had. I am truly sorry that my busy self hasn't been able to post in awhile. Here is another chapter for you hungry readers.

Chapter 17: Go Ask Hagrid

"Sure, I guess I could have a dance with you.." Agreeing to one dance with Malfoy, we walked into the dancing croud and a slow ballad was now audible.

Draco placed his hands on my hips as I draped mine around his shoulders. This was the second time we danced, and it didn't bother me. However, the fact that Ron, Hermione, and Harry were staring at me threateningly did bother me.

"Don't pay attention to them," Draco whispered as we spun slowly, "They don't know how special our relationship is. Which reminds me, you never answered if you liked me or not."

What in the world was he talking about a relationship for? Kissing twice did not count as a relationship, did it?

"Well," He pressed on, "Do you like me?"

I thought about liking him momentarily, until I realized I still had no idea. If I answered yes, it would be a lie, but if I answered no, it would also be a lie. I responded as best as I could, "Draco, I think I do, but I know I don't. I'm incapable of liking anyone..in a special lovey-dovey way. I don't believe in love, nor the feelings that go with it. You are a great friend, but kissing a dancing with me is only messing our friendship up."

Draco, the Ferret Boy Wonder who was supposedly strong as stone, became quite teary-eyed. His tears didn't fall, but were kept in his eyes as though there were a barrier preventing them from flowing. It reminded me of myself. Draco let go of me and I him. He looked around the room to make sure no one was watching or listening, "You've just made a big mistake. Making me think for a moment that I could start to fall for a disgusting, non-pure-blood female was wrong. There is not one ounce of friendship left between us...To believe for a tiny moment I thought I could actually start a long-term relationship with someone...Thanks for nothing, Mudblood."

Words sharp as daggers, looks cold as ice, and anger like a lion's...Draco wasn't kidding. He really did like me.. It wasn't a set-up, trick, scheme, or trap of any kind. I had never seen a male almost cry. I know what real tears look like, not from myself but from others, and I know Draco hadn't pretended to be upset at my answer. I stood in the croud of dancers, immobile, unable to feel anything as Draco's trail of steps away from me glowed in spite of my harsh reply.

Happy New Year I realized what time it was when Draco walked away.. It was midnight, and as a tradition, everyone except for me yelled in joy for the approach of the new year. I felt slightly dizzy from the excitement surrounding me. Perhaps I was getting sick of seeing everyone but me so happy. I wasn't jealous that all of the school was smiling for some reason, I was just upset that no one was depressed like me.. No one was angered, stressed, frustrated, and overwhelmed like me. I don't think the students and teachers were able to be depressed; They had their magic to rely on to make anything better... Too bad wands didn't mend broken hearts.

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I awoke around nine a.m, and got dressed in a sweater and pants quickly before going outside. Walking to Hagrid's hut distracted my mind from thinking about the night before.

"Maranda," Hagrid greeted cheerfully, "What a nice surprise. Come on in."

I didn't recall knocking on his door, but being the forgetful girl I was, I decided against questioning it. Hagrid asked me to sit down in the large, comforting couch he had while he made some hot cocoa. Feeling a tad awkward, I put aside the reason I was visiting him for a few minutes as we sat together and talked about faeries.

"...but either way, yeh shouldn't mess with them." Hagrid took a gulp of his cocoa and questioned my presence finally, "May I ask, what did you come down here to talk about? Not that I enjoy your company, but you usually come down here for some purpose."

Taking a long and much needed breath, I calmed some nerves and spoke, "The other day Malfoy and I had to test our potions we made in Snape's class. We were supposed to create our own original potion and present it to the class. I wasn't even sure it was going to work correctly.."

"Go on.." Hagrid was now interested.

"The umm.." I took another deep breath, "The potion can bring back memories from long ago.. Umm.. I saw ...Well I think I saw.. my parents. I couldn't see too clearly, but the people were talking to me like I was a young child, and I ...."

Hagrid put his mug of cocoa on table and solemnly stared at me. "Is there something you want to tell me?" He queried.

Staring at the floor I began to twiddle my thumbs nervously, "I saw you."

"Me?" Hagrid repeated.

Glancing up at Hagrid, I assured him of what I said, "Yes, you. I saw you in my flashback before the potion wore off."

"How do you know it was the potion? Maybe you were haluscinating things in the memory that shouldn't of been there."

"So," I needed an honest answer, "You have no idea why you were in my childhood memory?"

Hagrid sniffled, took the rest of his cocoa in one gulp, swallowed the hot liquid, and sighed. "Alright, alright, you really want to know what I was doing in your childhood memory?"

"Yes," I simply stated.

"Fine. But this is a lengthy story."

"I'm up for a good tale, Hagrid..Please, just tell me."

"Ok," Hagrid started his story, "I knew your parents.. I was your Mom's best friend starting from the day she first went to work here, at Hogwarts. She wanted to be a professor in the same school she grew up in. So, she became a writing teacher. One summer she was told to travel to America and research muggle authors. That same summer is the summer she met 'yer Dad. They fell in love, got married, and she told him she was a witch. He didn't think of her any differently because he loved her so much. When Hogwarts was back in session, 'yer Mom quit Hogwarts to start a family in America. A year passed and she was pregnant with you. Nine months later, you popped out which made her family official."

"What was her name? And my Dad's?" I didn't want to be rude, but I had to ask.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I must be really into this story." Hagrid smiled, "Yer Mom's name was Katrina, and yer Dad's was Gregory. Anyways, yer Mom and Dad baptized you after you turned one. They hadn't done it earlier because you were moving into a new house, and they couldn't find the time to get you baptized. Spring was when you were Christened, which was a few months after yer birthday. I was able to visit you and see your baptism because it was during a weekend. Uhh..Do you want a refill on yer cocoa?"

Apparently I was gazing into my empty mug, "No thanks..I'm just listening to you. Keep going."

"Where was I? Oh, the spring. I stayed in yer house for a few days, babysitting you for a lil' bit. Then I headed back to Hogwarts for a year or two before yer Mom contacted me, askin' if I could watch you while they went on a business trip. Yer Mom was going to research some ancient ruins with yer Dad to try and collect some information to submit to scientists. They had started their own private investigation company a year after you were born, and the ruins would help promote their existance in the business world. The only down side was what happened to them when they were trying to come home."

"They got in a car accident.." I whispered.

Hagrid shook his head, "They were murdered."

"What?, You told me they were in a car accident!" I was beginning to think Hagrid was a liar.

"They were," He admitted, "but you should let me tell you exactly what happened before you think I'm pulling yer wand."

Feeling ashamed in my jumping to conclusions, I let Hagrid finish.

"They were on their way home from the trip. Their car was running oddly; It would make strange noises and such as if it were under a curse. At one point they swerved and hit another car...but they were alive. They somehow got outside of the vehicle, and had barely any scratches on them.. but then a strange man approached them, threatened them, and killed yer Mom...by using a wand.." Hagrid wiped a tear from his eye, and a question rose to my head.

"How do you know all this?" My voice coughed up.

"Yer Dad," Hagrid raised his eyebrows, "escaped the man. He found a way to a public phone on the highway and called here. He knwe he was going to die too. No one on the highway noticed yer Mom being dead because there was no blood, and the man had also repaired the car with a spell, so no one noticed the vehicle either. Yer Dad got to say one more thing before I heard the phone go dead..."

"What?"

"That he loved you." Hagrid was in full tears now, probably wondering why I wasn't.

My heart was in shock, pain, and curiosity. Why didn't my Mom attack the man? Why did my Dad run instead of attack? What happened to me after the death of my parents? Hagrid must've read my mind, or at least the facial feature of confusion on my face, for he then answered my questions.

"Your Mom was killed instantly by the man, and she hadn't even noticed he was there until she turned around to face him. Your Dad told me he had no weapon of defense with him, and the man was too powerful, fast, and smart...Otherwise yer Dad might've had a chance of running home to you.." Hagrid sniffled, wiped his eyes, and then completed his story, "Child services took you away a day later, after your parents were found dead in the forest with identification present. I would've taken care of you myself but there wasn't a way I could tell that I was a wizard...They want to know what the gaurdian does for a living..Plus, Dumbledore said it was best for you not to come to our world until either the the finding of the murderer, or a passing of 15 years. We couldn't have a killer trying to murder a little child..We wanted to protect you..and when the time passed, since we never found the murderer, I rescued you from your horrible orphanage."

Speechless and in shock..I couldn't respond..

"Oh, and one more thing I should tell you...I'm not sure how you're going to take it.." Hagrid lowered his head, "I'm your Godfather.."

"My...My...My.." Too much news to handle...so much...

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"Ermmm.." Feeling the warm sheets under my lying body, I realized that I had fainted in Hagrid's Hut. It was expected though; I had just heard my parents' death story and learned that I had family, after all. I had family.

"Are you awake?" Hagrid's voice caused me to sit up in bed.

While my eyes adjusted to the light, I noticed Hagrid's eyes were still red from crying. "I'm alive..." I blurted.

"Look, I'm sorry if it was such a burden to tell you everything at once, but I felt it was time to be honest." Hagrid was obviously upset, and blaming himself.

I shook my head, "Hagrid, I'm glad you told me. Now," I stood up and gave Hagrid a hug, "Now I know I have family..And that is the best thing in the world."

Before we left the Hospital Wing, Hagrid and I smiled at each other once more, knowing inside that my parents were looking down at us from Heaven...Making sure us lonely people have at least one family member to care about.