Fallen Warrior

"Hagrid?"

Harrystruggledtoraisehimselfoutofthedebrisofmetalandleatherthatsurroundedhim;hishandssankintoinchesofmuddywaterashetriedtostand.HecouldnotunderstandwhereVoldemorthadgoneandexpectedhimtoswoopoutofthedarknessatanymoment.Somethinghotandwetwastricklingdownhischinandfromhisforehead.HecrawledoutofthepondandstumbledtowardthegreatdarkmassonthegroundthatwasHagrid.

"Hagrid?Hagrid,talktome¨C"

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,TedTonks¨CDora’sfather."

Harrysatuptooquickly.Lightspoppedinfrontofhiseyesandhefeltsickandgiddy.

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