Tags: hagrid

Sad

Rose, Hagrid and Colin ~ Hogwarts' Grounds ~ Complete

The beginning of a new dream is sometimes the end of an old one.
Friday, March 30th ~ Afternoon




Rose finished grooming the small porlock that Hagrid had been raising since it was an infant. The creature didn't seem to like her very much lately, shying away from her touch unless Hagrid was near. That saddened her.

She gave the porlock a gentle smile and nodded toward the stable where the little thing liked to curl up and sleep. It scampered away on its two feet as quickly as it could, and Rose's smile fell.

"Hagrid, I am truly grateful that you gave me this opportunity to apprentice with you. It means so much to me. However..."
charlie

Charlie & Hagrid (Percy in the shadows)~Three Broomsticks~Complete

The Only Trouble With Wearing A Bag On Your Head Is You Run Into a Lot of Trees.
Monday, January 22 ~ Afternoon




Honestly, he'd thought of calling in sick. Trouble with that was his Mum would be over at the cabin ASAP with soup and asking what was wrong. Damn, if that would work because Charlie knew that she would somehow know what was wrong and he'd definitely have to move to Timbuktu, not that he wasn't contemplating the move anyway.

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Reg
  • _wwn_

WWN News Update ~ In Progress ~ Complete

WWN News Update
Saturday, January 6 ~ Evening




"... And as parents across the commonwealth well know, this weekend the Hogwarts Express will speed across the land to bring the students back to their books.

"Tonight, though, the members of the Board of Governors and select members of the Hogsmeade community were welcomed to the castle ahead of the start of second term by the staff.

"Percy Weasley, the director of the Hogsmeade Ministry office, spoke at length and quite knowlegeably about traditional and non-traditional spellcasting methods.

"So, students, take comfort in this as you head back to class: even over the holidays, your teachers went in for a little learning themselves."

"Never too old, eh?"

The sound of a door creaking open floated over the airwaves, and if one listened closely, a fiercely whispered exchange could be heard:

"Tell them about the after-party! The drunken debauchery! Tell them what really happened!"

"Rita, get the hell out of here! You don't have any sources, we'll get sued ..."

"Some greedy witch got engaged before I could have a fair crack at the groom-to-be! That's injustice! I should write an editorial ..."


A fierce rustling was heard, and the original voice returned.

"This has been Ezekiel Brunderbluss with your evening news and as always ladies and gentlemen WWN is interested in the comments and concerns of our listeners. If you have one, please contact us by owl or floo. We appreciate the interest shown and will respond as soon as possible. The Wizarding Wireless Network now returns you to our regularly scheduled programing."
Reg
  • _wwn_

WWN Hallowe'en Broadcast

A spider crawled across my face,
Spreading its web on the human race …
Mama Loi, Papa Loi
I see fire in the dead man's eye
Saturday, Oct. 28 ~ Nightfall to dawn





"... Get your fun in while you can, because a cold front will be settling in tomorrow. Tonight will be a busy night across the land, with pubs packed and parties in full swing.

"And why do you think it is, my dear listeners? Just because the holiday proper falls on a weekday? Oh, no, I hardly think it's that simple.

"Hallowe'en is Tuesday. All Hallows' Eve, Samhain, the night when spirits may breech the barrier between their world and ours with ease.

"Let all the good little witches and wizards have their fun tonight. Make it your own. For Hallowe'en ... does not belong to us."
Hagrid

Hagrid and Charlie -- Hogwarts and the Forbidden Forest -- Complete

Yeh Can' Tell A Soul
Wednesday, October 4th -- Early Evening




Hagrid had just returned from moving the large crate to its new home and was faced with trying to put to rights the mess in his hut.

For a baby, the little guy sure was destructive.

He'd just gotten the last evidence of still smoldering bedding out of the corner and was dragging the blankets through the door when he realized he wasn't alone.

Hagrid whipped around, quick for his size, and put himself between the visitor and the bedding. "Charlie!"
charlie

Charlie, Hagrid~The Three Broomsticks~Complete

There's Something You're Not Telling Me
Monday, October 2, Late Afternoon




Mondays were certainly one of the slower afternoons of the week. Charlie yawned broadly, hefting the large barrels of mead that had arrived an hour ago and stacking them in the corner. He preferred to do it manually than with magic, at least it helped keep his muscles from going south.

He placed the last one on top of the others and brushed his hands off on his jeans, not sure he could make it through another dull night. Weekends weren't bad, it was always lively, lots of conversation, the occasional fight. Maybe he'd start asking for Mondays off.
cutest

Castwide ~ The Three Broomsticks ~ Incomplete

This is your birthday song. It isn't very long.

Monday, Sept. 4th ~ Late Afternoon/Evening





Everything was set up and ready - with some extra help from Greg - for Rose's birthday party and she could hardly contain her excitement.

Now all the party needed were the guests. Making her way to the front of the restaurant, Rose was ready to greet them.
cute

Various - Owl Post - Complete

Come to my party
There will be cake
Wednesday, August 30th - Afternoon





Earlier that day Rose had gone to The Three Broomsticks to prepare for her special day. It was only five days away and then she would be having a real birthday party - with people who weren't relatives. Rubbing her cat's head, Rose sighed.

"Merlin, have I always been this sheltered Pepper?" Thankful that the cat couldn't answer, Rose took out a few sheets of parchment. They wouldn't be anything fancy, just some invitations.

Hi!

Come to my birthday, it's on the 4th. Bring presents.


Rose crumpled up that piece of parchment, she was still new to this. Remembering what some of the invitations she had gotten looked like, Rose tried again.

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Lupin

Hagrid, Lupin and Snape • Hogwarts • Complete

And all I see is little dots
Some are smeared and some are spots
Feels like a murder but that's alright
Wednesday, August 9 • Afternoon



Pince had bridled at the suggestion there were books in her library that might have helped them prevent what had happened, had they known about them. Filch had stuck his snout in, and then Roger ... suffice to say, tempers at the castle were running a bit high.

Lupin's among them.

Feelings he'd thought buried and dead since the events of last winter were resurfacing, and he'd simply have to deal with that. There were more important things to worry about.

Oh, and how buried were they, really? The whisper teased at the back of his head. Have you spoken one word to Adrian since then that didn't involve wolfsbane or something school related?

Just how much help are you going to be here? Be honest.


It was right, what they said.

The full moon did make people crazy.

Remus ignored the untrustworthy voices as he always did, and tried to focus on the pages of the musty old book on long-extinct species of frost dragons and other ice creatures that lay open in front of him.
Firenze

Various cast * Hogwarts and the Forbidden Forest * Complete

Where secrets lie in the border fires,
in the humming wires
Hey man, you know
you're never coming back
Friday, May 12th/Saturday, May 13th * The Witching Hour



The corridors of Hogwarts were still, except for the occasional ghost or House Elf, and in their dormitories the students safely slumbered.

But in the staff meeting room, chaos reigned.

Professors in various states of alertness — some groggy and in nightdress, others prepared and eager to go out and face the night and whatever might be in it — had answered their Headmistress' summons.

( Firenze stood and watched Madame Pomfrey attempt to calm the Flying instructor. )