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The Dark Dead
The large, shaggy man was drunk. He was almost too large to be a man. He clutched a bucket in his monstrous hands. His entire face was flushed and tear-stained, and the man looked utterly miserable in his drunken stupor.
So many dead now.
He gave a hiccup and a huge sniffle. To the passersby in the pub, it was quite a sight to behold. "S'all my faul'. If I hadn' let those scoundrels inter th' forest..." He gave a whimper, unbefitting of a man his size. "Th-th-they'd all still be..."
Hagrid began to wail some more, and large droplets began to rain on the miserable pubsmen to the immediate left and right of him.
"There, there, Hagrid," soothed one of the pubsmen, looking utterly bewildered.
"S'alright," slurred Hagrid, thumping the man on the back and knocking the poor thing out of his seat and onto the filthy floor. "They fought 'ero's deaths. S'all I can ask for ter do the same if it's ever me time to go."
Hagrid picked himself up heavily, swaying on the spot (causing others nearby to scramble out of the way in case he passed out on top of them). Steadying himself, he picked up his pink umbrella and left the pub in his drunken, despairing stupor.
Right into evil's waiting arms.
They say that a half-giant's blood contains more vitality than that of a normal human, but Hagrid was still no match for Lord Voldemort.
The man with the strong, reassuring aura was hunting. This was his job now. After spurning everything else he'd known about life, he was now working full time for the cause.
A soft, almost dark, smile appeared on his lips as the lynx closed in on his prey. Raising the Elder Wand, the man went in for the kill.
Bellatrix gave one final scream.
Master... I... Master... I'm sorry I...
She'd failed him before she could even get the thought out.
You will not harm Harry Potter!
One more chance to prove, one more chance to serve.
Dobby nodded his head full of hats, shook hands covered in gloves, and danced with feet covered in socks.
"I was expecting someone else," said the Summoner hollowly. "You're not... what I expected..."
"Do not fret," said the elf, so lively and yet cold at the same time. "The Mademoiselle is always with her Weezy, always watching over him... I thank the young Master for giving Dobby this opportunity to help..."
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