f.u.c.k me! I shouted exasperatedly in my mind, as Fang immediately bound toward me once he was in very close striking distance, and then I sensibly decided to start back away very slowly from this bat s.h.i.t crazy dog.But that did not seem to work at all, actually it appeared to have the opposite effect, since Fang begin to get aggressive, as he started to hoon in upon me with more determination. With that, I promptly started to run away, as it looks like Fang did not want to give up his big old hug at all, and all the while I was shouting incoherently like a little girl.
A large booming voice instantly broke apart the madness that was going on in the back of Hagrid"s yard, "Fang! Come here this instant." Hagrid shouted at the top of his lungs with his pupils nearly rounding up into slits once he let loose his direct order to his dog. Fang started to slow down with his chase at Hagrid"s command, and then all but came to a complete stop.
He jerked his head from side to side, contemplating in my view since his little beady eyes looked like they were weighing up the options available, if that is remotely possible for a dog, but with the insinuate this dog has shown so far I wouldn"t throw this little theory out the window, yet. Anyways Fang swept his head from side to side looking at Hagrid and me, and like I said, he was considering his next course of action.
As Hagrid came into view, Fang quickly made up his mind and decided to listen to Hagrid"s command. He gave me a long glance before he treaded off, making sure that his message has come across and that I got his meaning loud and clear; I will get you next time so make sure you make your bed when I come for you in the middle of the night.
Or something along that line, but man, these animals at Hogwarts, are a really big safety hazard to all students that are in the school; we have a cat that really wants to ruin any and all students" life here, and make sure that their stay is as miserable as possible. On the opposite end, we have a dog that wants to smother everyone to death with bone-crushing hugs and wet sloppy kisses.
A minuscule part of my mind points out that; no it is not the whole student body that these two fiendish little pets are going after, but it is just me who they continually go are after time and time again. d.a.m.n it! Another part of my mind starts shouting around self-important; why else would these two vile beings be coming after expect for one reason, how handsome I am, those two really want to stain my beauty!
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Man, when the mood calls for it, I could be very funny sometimes, I reflect to myself sarcastically as I rub my chin together. I arouse myself from my musing and turn my full attention back that the dreadful black dog, who is now being given a stern speech by Hagrid, but I know for sure that it is going into one ear and out the next. But as they say, do not to look a gift horse in the mouth, and make sure take those small winnings while you got them in your hands.
After a good long while, I think Hagrid finally got tired of continually talking on and on, to Fang and decided to save his energy and spittle for much better things that do not include clamoring to your dog for what feels like a life time.
Hagrid turned away from Fang then walked towards me with that small bundle in his humongous arms, "I be sorry about that Caelum, Fang can get mighty excited when he meets good ole friends, too excited fer my taste, but that be jus" how he be. Anyways enough of my rambling, how are you, huh? And what brings you to my little house today?" Hagrid asked me and he did exactly what he said he was sorry about, he continued on rambling, but who could deny him that. This is Hagrid, the most friendliest adult that I know of, and he is also the person who gathers rare magical ingredients, so there is no way I am going to ruin a perfectly great business relationship with my partner just because he talks too much.
After Hagrid put out his question, I put on my winning smile, and answered with, "Can"t I come to greet a good old pal?"
Hagrid glances at me with his eyebrow half raised, with some level of amus.e.m.e.nt and cynicism plastered on his face, "You know I do not have any magical ingredients ready today." Hagrid says as he disregards me and walks towards his hut, "so what really brings you here today." He finishes with, as he comes to a semi-halt while giving me an all knowing wink. My smile falters a little bit when I hear him, d.a.m.n this big old half breed and any one who dares think or says Hagrid is a simpleton, I think to myself.
If somebody was to perfectly fit the mold of the idiom of, you can"t judge a book by its cover, that would be Hagrid. The man looks like a big lumbering dolt, but he is absolutely the opposite of that little misconception. Either people just do know it, or they prefer to not acknowledge it because it would shatter their little perfect illusion.
"No, I am not here to collect some magical ingredients today, but to see the Doxy Queen," I said with no joy in my tone, because why would there be since I just been had like a little b.i.t.c.h.