Rubeus Hagrid

"Hagrid, Rubeus!"

A boy, an absolutely gigantic huge boy, made his way clumsily to the Sorting stool.

H-hello.

Hello there. You sound worried.

I—I am. I wanna be somewhere good, see..I don't wanna let me dad down..

And your dad was..?

Mis'er Thomas Hagrid. He was in Hufflepuff. Was dead chuffed when I found I got into Hogwarts. Reckoned I might not be magic..cuz my mum..but I don't talk about her.

People generally don't discuss their giantess mothers in public, yes.

True – wait, how'd you know?

I can read people minds.

No! Hon'sly?

Well, how in the world do you think I'm having a discussion with you? You're not saying a word.

I'm – whoa! A talking, mind reading hat!

Nothing gets past you, does it?

It ain't nice to make fun.

I'm sorry. And the Sorting Hat was not being sarcastic, no, he was truly sorry. Something in the boy's voice made him feel bad about himself – a rare thing, since it hardly had brains. But the boy's – Rubeus's – voice had sounded genuinely hurt, genuinely injured as well as indignant. Adjectives like self-conscious, sensitive, and even loyal ran through his brain. But only one word was the truth about him..

Good.

What's that?

It wasn't just the "I'm sorry." As the Sorting Hat ignored the "what's that" and really truly listened to Hagrid, seeped into his deepest, darkest, most precious secrets, sank into what he truly thought, what he really felt, below the thick shell he kept up – all Rubeus was, was good.

There's only one thing to describe you, m'boy..you are good. You're nothing but good. You can either be in Gryffindor of Hufflepuff..but no, you're too brave for Hufflepuff. You're a Gryffindor. A Gryffindor I haven't seen the likes of since Albus Dumbledore. Through and through.

M'dad'll be..so..so proud!

Don't cry, there.

I'm so happy.

Good. Gryffindor it is, then.

"GRYFFINDOR!"

I love Hagrid :D Hope I didn't make anyone toooo OOC, but this is honestly what I think of Hagrid..that he's really awesome...and things..

Anyways. Yeah. MATH FINALS ARE OVER! And I passed the stupid things too! Updating shall get a lot more regular. I have an awesome idea for Lily (Harry's daughter.) She should be next, unless I get struck by a miraculous idea. I also wrote a companion piece for the Lily thing that remains a work-in-progress for now, but if you guys want, I'll work like mad and add that up too.

Review please :D

Also, this is completely random but just a fun bit of trivia, if you can call it that: this story was originally "What the Sorting Hat Said to Tom" and it was just the first chapter of this story, but I loved the idea and ran off with it, and this is the result..a thirty two page story that has been carrying on for six months and seventeen days! :D I refuse to say I'm not proud of this..I am. :D