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Can we all please take a moment to appreciate Hagrid here? Seriously, everyone always talks about how Harry has no father figure and how terrible it was for Sirius to die because now Harry’s all alone (dont get me wrong, Sirius is my favorite character) but honestly, Hagrid is the best father Harry ever had. He did so much for him, and no one, sometimes not even Harry realizes that. Hagrid gets no where near the mount of credit he deserves. Take a minute and try to imagine where Harry would be with out him and you’ll understand what im talking about.
I think JKR said it was really important to her that Hagrid carried him out of the forest, because he carried him to safety when he was a baby. Hagrid has been there since the beginning, and he was also there at the culmination of Harry’s journey. He’s always cared SO MUCH and been really open with Harry for the most part, which is something Harry needs since people tend to keep secrets from him. Yeah, he’s irresponsible with the monsters, but all of Harry’s father figures were pretty irresponisble, and Hagrid was definitely like, the most solid and reliable out of all of them. And he never left.
Hagrid was also most like a parent in his correction of Harry. For Sirius and Molly, Harry could do no wrong. Dumbledore saw Harry’s flaws, but he depended on them for his own plans to work.
But Hagrid saw Harry for exactly who he was, good and bad. He was the first to publicly defend Harry’s innocence anytime he got blamed for something he didn’t do; but he was also the first to call Harry out on his treatment of Hermione in PoA. He is consistently honest and forthright in addressing Harry’s behaviour and choices, and always acts in the way he believes will be best for Harry’s growth and especially for his moral development.
Harry is the man he is because of Hagrid. No one else did that for him.
Rubeus Hagrid Appreciation Post
Rubeus Hagrid Appreciation Post
i don’t ONLY care about myself. i care about like 5 other people. and animals.
eye color: Brown
birthday: April 17favorite color: Forest green
best school subject(s): Music, English, art
current shirt colour: It’s black with Fluttershy on it
day or night: Night
religion: Anton Le’Vey sect of Satanism/Paganism (Greek)
sexual orientation: Pansexual
single or taken: Single
celebrity crush: Howard Charles, Lee Pace, Anton Yelchin, Benedict Cumberbatch, Matt Smith
coffee or tea: Coffee
favorite food: Saltine crackers
Protip for fanfiction writers: if you find yourself fighting canon, ask yourself whether that canon information was delivered by a secondhand source or by a person who could be either lying or uninformed. You’d be amazed how many “canon truths” you can handwave as misinformation then.
After everything that I’d been through with Christian Grey, the last thing that I wanted to see was Elliot. But, I put aside the resentment I held for Elliot’s adoptive brother for our move. And, quite frankly, it was a bit of a relief to have somebody strong around to help us move into our new apartment.
I know that if I had asked Remy to help, he probably would have come, too, but I sort of felt bad about dragging him into my mess with Christian. And, unless Elliot specifically told Christian our new address, there was no way that Christian would be able to find us here, because I hadn’t told him the address before.
I was a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming semi-truck. I knew that by staying in the middle of the road, I would be killed, but I was rooted to the spot by my fear.
The crowd parted easily for Christian, and I winced as I caught snippets of whispered conversations around me.
“Why is he coming over here?”
“Do you think that it’s his girlfriend?”
“Wow, I wish that I knew Christian Grey!”
No you don’t! I screamed inside of my head.
And then, he was standing before me. And boy was he pissed.