Fallen Warrior

           "Hagrid?"

           Harrystruggledtoraisehimselfoutofthedebrisofmetalandleatherthatsurroundedhim;hishandssankintoinchesofmuddywaterashetriedtostand.HecouldnotunderstandwhereVoldemorthadgoneandexpectedhimtoswoopoutofthedarknessatanymoment.Somethinghotandwetwastricklingdownhischinandfromhisforehead.HecrawledoutofthepondandstumbledtowardthegreatdarkmassonthegroundthatwasHagrid.

           "Hagrid?Hagrid,talktome"

           Butthedarkmassdidnotstir.

           "Who’sthere?IsitPotter?AreyouHarryPotter?"

           Harrydidnotrecognizetheman’svoice.Thenawomanshouted."They’vecrashed.Ted!Crashedinthegarden!"

           Harry’sheadwasswimming.

           "Hagrid,"herepeatedstupidly,andhiskneesbuckled.

           Thenextthingheknew,hewaslyingonhisbackonwhatfeltlikecushions,withaburningsensationinhisribsandrightarm.Hismissingtoothhadbeenregrown.Thescaronhisforeheadwasstillthrobbing.

           "Hagrid?"

           Heopenedhiseyesandsawthathewaslyingonasofainanunfamiliar,lamplitsittingroom.Hisrucksacklayonthefloorashortdistanceaway,wetandmuddy.Afair-haired,big-belliedmanwaswatchingHarryanxiously.

           "Hagrid’sfine,son,"saidtheman,"thewife’sseeingtohimnow.Howareyoufeeling?Anythingelsebroken?I’vefixedyourribs,yourtooth,andyourarm.I’mTed,bytheway,TedTonksDora’sfather."

           Harrysatuptooquickly.Lightspoppedinfrontofhiseyesandhefeltsickandgiddy.

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