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5 - Fang
Hagrid heaved great racking sobs as he carried his best friend and long-time companion to his grave. Fang had long since been perfectly healthy; this last winter had carried with it another bout of influenza which made its annual course through the school from the dungeons to the peak of the Astronomy tower. Even Hagrid had gotten sick, but a Pepper-Up Potion from Madam Pomfrey had sorted him out soon enough. They had sat together by the fire, barely daring to hope that Fang might make it through the next season. All the way through December, then January he'd been fine; it struck the first week of February when they were least expecting it. Madam Pomfrey's potions stock was depleted and Professor Avila was sick herself, so Fang had had to get through the brunt of the worst himself, lying prone on Hagrid's bed while Hagrid bustled constantly in and out with firewood. Eventually though, the sickness got to the very inside of his lungs and there was nothing anyone could do; Hagrid sat by his side, stroking him and keeping him warm. On Valentine's morning, Hagrid woke to find Fang was breathing no more. He took him out and buried him next to Buckbeak and Aragog, wondering when he would finally join them and how he could possibly break the news to Teddy and Victoire.