Disclaimer in Chapter One.

Chapter Ten

Harry sat in the room, on the small mattress shivering. It had stedily been getting colder. Harry assumed this was because wonder was there. Hary figured it was either November or December. That would mean he had been here six of seven months.

He wondered if he would be found. If anyone was still even looking. If his friends were doing okay. If Sirius and Remus were okay. He wondered what would happen to him. He wished the people that came to his room would stop He wished thy would just leave food, and leave him alone. He wished they'd let him go.

He was always sore. Any time he made them mad, he would get hit. Sometimes beat. Sometime worse things would happen.

They would tell him when a holiday was near. He assumed this was because they wanted him to know he wouldn't be able to participate in birthdays, feasts, presents, and spending time with friends.

Harry just wished he could go home.

HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER

Hagrid was putting up decorations of various colors. Red, gold, blue, green, silver, and white decorated the stair railings, around the painting frames, around the many trees lining the school, even on the coats of armor that lined the halls of the school.

Hagrid loved Christmas. It was his favorite holiday. In his opinion Christmas was the best holiday because it had people doing things nice for one another. People smiling. People singing. And it was a very colorful holiday.

He was currently humming a Christmas carol as he hung colorful beads around the walls.

He heard someone call his name, and turned around to see who it was. He smiled when he saw Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, and Minerva McGonnagal.

(A/N: I can't write how Hagrid talks, so he's going to talk pretty much like eveyone else.)

"'Ello Headmaster, P'fessor McGonnagal." He said as he climed down the ladder he was standing on.

"Hello Hagrid! Having a good time I see." Albus said smiling, his eyes twinkling a little.

Hagrid smilde back at the aged Headmaster. "Yes. Who don't like Christmas?"

"Nobody, I think." McGonnagal stepped into the conversation.

They continued to walk and made their way to a large window over looking Hogwarts grounds.

As they looked through the window they noticed two red heads and a brown bushy head. They recognised this as Ron and Ginny and Hermione.

"Do ya think they are gonna be okay?" Hagrid asked.

"This is deffinatly difficult for them. Its the holiday season, and their friend is missing. They don't now if he's okay, or even alive. None of us do." Professor McGonnagal said solomly.

"But we can continue to search, and hope that young Mr. Potter is okay." Dumbledore replied.

"Do ya think Harry's okay Headmaster?" Hagrid asked.

Albus thought a moment. "I can only hope, Hagrid."

They continued to watch the three student's who they could see talking by a large tree near the lake.

End of Chapter Ten.

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