Wednesday at Hagrid's Hut - - tag Justin

[shagrid]

Hagrid frantically pulled down dead turkeys and moldy old smoked hams. He yanked open his cupboard doors and rooted around deep within with his huge fingers, pulling out old bags and boxes and bowls of dried up outdated potions, medicines, hedge witch cures, dried herbs, eggs, food pellets, and whatnot. His search led him to crouch down and reach

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[petrified_one]

Justin knocked at the door to Hagrid's hut, wondering what the strange sounds coming from inside might mean. When he heard the "come in", he carefully opened the door and was greeted by the weirdest sight. Professor Hagrid sat...on the floor! And it looked as if...he wasn't crying now, was he?

"Professor?"

[shagrid]

"Oh Justin!" Hagrid gasped. He reached over and yanked down a dish towel to blow his huge nose on. "It's just terrible... Blimey! I don't know what ter do!" He bawled into his dish towel some more before blowing his nose like a foghorn.

He seemed a bit calmer but huge tears leaked from his big beetle black eyes and dripped from his beard onto his shirt.

[petrified_one]

Justin didn't know what to do. Hagrid was crying. So he just stood by the door.

"Are you okay, Professor?" What a stupid question, of course the giant man wasn't okay. "What's wrong? Is there anything I can do to help?"

[shagrid]

"Oh, I'm all right. Yeh come ter feed the moddlehops? It's just..." Hagrid's beard shook from his quivering chin, "... first it's Ginny disappearin' on my watch... and now this! There's practically nothing written about 'em. He's always done so well. I don' know what ter give 'im cuz I don' know what's wrong with 'im."