Harry got an owl on Christmas Day. It was from Hagrid, asking Harry to come and meet him down at his hut. It implied that Hagrid had a present for Harry. And, Harry thought with a bit of chagrin, Call me a child, but I want more presents! He'd not had one before this year, of course. Well, other than a few hangers, and a blanket once.

Harry ate breakfast quickly, trying not to look at anyone else. There were many people around, and he didn't want people to ask what he was doing. He also didn't want to get sucked into another conversation.

Presents!

He ran out into the cold, forgetting completely about his jacket and not missing it in the slightest, as he charged forth into the snow. He gave a loud belly laugh as he ran, enjoying the fitness that he'd gained instead of letting Dudley just beat him.

Hagrid's hut was warm and cozy, and Hagrid let him in with a "Hullo Harry!" and a great big hug!

Hagrid's one main drawback was that he lacked the ability to look crafty. Instead, his face split into a great big smile, as he said, "I've got a surprise for you!"

"Is it a present?" Harry asked, succumbing to the temptation to play the child.

"Of course! Here you go," Hagrid said, passing Harry a clumsily wrapped gift.

Harry took it. It felt heavy. "What is it?" Harry asked, gently shaking it.

"Open it and see!" Hagrid said.

Harry continued to examine it, even the smell. "Hmm... it smells new..." When, after ten minutes, he actually got around to opening the gift, he saw that it was a photo album. Opening it, he saw pictures of his parents.

Honestly, Harry wasn't sure what to think. Was he supposed to treasure this? These were people who he didn't know, his genetic ancestors. Was it good to see how they moved? How they smiled?

"Thank you, Hagrid," He said, smiling, "I haven't seen pictures of them before."

"Got you one other thing, too," Hagrid said, and passed over a flute. "Made it myself. Fluffy does like a bit of a tune, now and again."

"Thanks Hagrid!" Harry said more sincerely, before running back to the castle. He wasn't sure what Hagrid was thinking, telling him how to tame such a savage beast. But in Harry's book, knowledge like that was golden.

After all, what if it got loose like the troll?

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