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gmth. Never in my wildest dreams would I come with anything like this. I don't quite have Hagrid down, but, well, that's the least of your worries if you're reading this.
Animagick
by Icarus
The sweet, heady scent of pine, brisk with a fresh wind and some rain filled the air. It was old rain, maybe a week ago, but his dog's nose sensed it as strongly as if it had fallen yesterday, overlaid with that green smell of new growth that rain always brought. Hmm. Life was good.
Padfoot, also known as Sirius Black, absorbed the gorgeous smells of the night, thick and subtle, layered with meaning. He trotted through the undergrowth to his hideaway. With a nose like this one scarcely needed eyesight. Everything was so clear. He missed it in human form, often found himself swiping at his nose as if that dulled sense were from being clogged.
The wind shifted as he came around an outcropping, bringing new messages. Padfoot paused, lifting his nose to the air. That was… well, he knew that scent, but it didn't seem possible. Hagrid? Here? And he had brought another hippogriff. There was another smell, too. Padfoot didn't know much about these things, not firsthand (thank goodness), but Sirius identified the scent immediately: sex.
Mating, his dog's brain supplied, with that curious implication of instinct, female, and pack. His dog-mind dismissed it as being of no interest; not of his species. Sirius on the other hand was puzzled, and he carefully moved closer. Buckbeak was there. Both Hagrid and that other hippogriff smelled strange. Wrong, somehow, though frustratingly he couldn't tell what it was.
Padfoot's ears angled forward. He caught the feverish sound of feathers ruffling, a bleat and a high-pitched yowl. There was a whuff from one of the hippogriffs, and wings beat frantically. The air filled the air with a heavy thudding sound and the choking scent of dust.
He slunk around the corner to the cave. The smell of Hagrid was everywhere, overpowering, overlaid with a heavy sexual musk. But all he could see were two hippogriffs, locked together and scuffing the floor. Buckbeak had the unfamiliar hippogriff pinned with its beak, and the stranger's wings were spread and fluttering madly. They were… both male? Sirius was startled, but his dog's brain dismissed it as not unusual, and useless. Teen pups, without a mate.
As he watched, Buckbeak's wings spread for balance as he speeded his frantic rhythm. Suddenly, he squawked, his light hold on the other animal tightened spasmodically. The strange animal bellowed. Sirius must have blinked, because before him was no longer a hippogriff, but the hunched shape of a man. Hagrid. He clutched his shoulder and blood ran between his fingers. But Hagrid only had eyes for the hippogriff.
"Eh, there. Yeh didna know! Yeh didn' know!" Hagrid stroked the startled Buckbeak's feathers. Buckbeat squawked. " 'll fix it up, good as new, see there?"
Hagrid picked up a mangled pink umbrella and aimed it at the wound, which quickly closed.
An Animagus. A Healing Charm. Sirius Black, unaware Hagrid could do magic at all -- wasn't his wand snapped before he finished Hogwarts? -- gaped in shock.
"Oh, hullo Mr Black." Hagrid waved cheerfully. "Jes checkin' on Buckbeak here, seeing as he's all right an' all."
Sirius realised that in his shock he had fallen out of Animagus form and that he was crouched in the dirt, as if ready to spring. He waved back, somewhat weakly. Hagrid turned to Buckbeak, whistling tunelessly. He seemed somewhat nervous.
"You're an Animagus."
Hagrid's shoulders slumped. "Yeh saw."
Hagrid exhaled windily and sat on a boulder.
"If you don' mind, Mr Black, I would appreciate it if you didn' tell Dumbledore about… about what yeh saw." Hagrid put his head in his enormous hands. "Seeing as how I ain't allowed to do no magic."
"You're an Animagus?" Sirius couldn't even begin to get over his shock.
Hagrid blushed. "Er. Well, I 'ad hoped to be a dragon, you see. Tried to; but wi' my not being a proper wizard and all, it, ah, it didn' come out right." Hagrid looked quickly over at Buckbeak, who looked a trifle put out, and added loudly. "But a hippogriff, now, that's jes' as good as any dragon! E'en better, in fact!"
Buckbeak looked mollified.
"That's, uh, very complex magic…"
"Well yeh see, there was this chappie down at Rosemerta's — nice fellow, always good for a drink or two, yeh know what I mean — an' he 'ad this magic book that I won, fair and square." The half-giant sounded slightly defensive. "The book, it said how t'do it. An' I thought, 'now wouldn' that be nice, t'be a dragon an all, an' live out among the wild things.' " Hagrid said confidentially, in a hushed voice. "Int'resting creatures, they're well-meanin' an' all, but sometimes they 'av more respect if yer a teeny bit bigger'n'em. That's just how they are. So I thought, well then, mebbe I could, ah, become something a little bigger." Hagrid shook his head. "But ah didna manage it."
"Actually, you can't control what kind of creature you will be, Hagrid."
"Really?" Hagrid brightened. "Now, see, not being a wizard I wouldn' know that."
"It's… not everyone can do the Animagus charm." Sirius himself, though a star pupil at Transfiguration, had tried many times before he had any success with it.
"Naaaah. It's easy! Yeh jes hav' to understand wild creatures," Hagrid said.
And that was the answer, wasn't it? Sirius shook his head. Buckbeak started chewing on Hagrid's cloak. Hagrid didn't appear to notice.
"Yeh won' tell Dumbledore? About me magic?" Hagrid looked at Sirius anxiously.
Sirius snorted. "Of course not!"
Hagrid grinned broadly. Sirius just had one other question.
"You were… with… Buckbeak? A moment ago." Sirius couldn't quite say it.
"Oh, that? They do that. He don' mean nothin' by it." Hagrid wrapped his huge cloak about himself. "Well. I'm off. Oh — almost forgot, with being discovered an' everything. Here's yer next assignment." He handed Sirius a small scroll, which Sirius accepted mutely.
finis.
gmth. Never in my wildest dreams would I come with anything like this. I don't quite have Hagrid down, but, well, that's the least of your worries if you're reading this.Animagick
by Icarus
The sweet, heady scent of pine, brisk with a fresh wind and some rain filled the air. It was old rain, maybe a week ago, but his dog's nose sensed it as strongly as if it had fallen yesterday, overlaid with that green smell of new growth that rain always brought. Hmm. Life was good.
Padfoot, also known as Sirius Black, absorbed the gorgeous smells of the night, thick and subtle, layered with meaning. He trotted through the undergrowth to his hideaway. With a nose like this one scarcely needed eyesight. Everything was so clear. He missed it in human form, often found himself swiping at his nose as if that dulled sense were from being clogged.
The wind shifted as he came around an outcropping, bringing new messages. Padfoot paused, lifting his nose to the air. That was… well, he knew that scent, but it didn't seem possible. Hagrid? Here? And he had brought another hippogriff. There was another smell, too. Padfoot didn't know much about these things, not firsthand (thank goodness), but Sirius identified the scent immediately: sex.
Mating, his dog's brain supplied, with that curious implication of instinct, female, and pack. His dog-mind dismissed it as being of no interest; not of his species. Sirius on the other hand was puzzled, and he carefully moved closer. Buckbeak was there. Both Hagrid and that other hippogriff smelled strange. Wrong, somehow, though frustratingly he couldn't tell what it was.
Padfoot's ears angled forward. He caught the feverish sound of feathers ruffling, a bleat and a high-pitched yowl. There was a whuff from one of the hippogriffs, and wings beat frantically. The air filled the air with a heavy thudding sound and the choking scent of dust.
He slunk around the corner to the cave. The smell of Hagrid was everywhere, overpowering, overlaid with a heavy sexual musk. But all he could see were two hippogriffs, locked together and scuffing the floor. Buckbeak had the unfamiliar hippogriff pinned with its beak, and the stranger's wings were spread and fluttering madly. They were… both male? Sirius was startled, but his dog's brain dismissed it as not unusual, and useless. Teen pups, without a mate.
As he watched, Buckbeak's wings spread for balance as he speeded his frantic rhythm. Suddenly, he squawked, his light hold on the other animal tightened spasmodically. The strange animal bellowed. Sirius must have blinked, because before him was no longer a hippogriff, but the hunched shape of a man. Hagrid. He clutched his shoulder and blood ran between his fingers. But Hagrid only had eyes for the hippogriff.
"Eh, there. Yeh didna know! Yeh didn' know!" Hagrid stroked the startled Buckbeak's feathers. Buckbeat squawked. " 'll fix it up, good as new, see there?"
Hagrid picked up a mangled pink umbrella and aimed it at the wound, which quickly closed.
An Animagus. A Healing Charm. Sirius Black, unaware Hagrid could do magic at all -- wasn't his wand snapped before he finished Hogwarts? -- gaped in shock.
"Oh, hullo Mr Black." Hagrid waved cheerfully. "Jes checkin' on Buckbeak here, seeing as he's all right an' all."
Sirius realised that in his shock he had fallen out of Animagus form and that he was crouched in the dirt, as if ready to spring. He waved back, somewhat weakly. Hagrid turned to Buckbeak, whistling tunelessly. He seemed somewhat nervous.
"You're an Animagus."
Hagrid's shoulders slumped. "Yeh saw."
Hagrid exhaled windily and sat on a boulder.
"If you don' mind, Mr Black, I would appreciate it if you didn' tell Dumbledore about… about what yeh saw." Hagrid put his head in his enormous hands. "Seeing as how I ain't allowed to do no magic."
"You're an Animagus?" Sirius couldn't even begin to get over his shock.
Hagrid blushed. "Er. Well, I 'ad hoped to be a dragon, you see. Tried to; but wi' my not being a proper wizard and all, it, ah, it didn' come out right." Hagrid looked quickly over at Buckbeak, who looked a trifle put out, and added loudly. "But a hippogriff, now, that's jes' as good as any dragon! E'en better, in fact!"
Buckbeak looked mollified.
"That's, uh, very complex magic…"
"Well yeh see, there was this chappie down at Rosemerta's — nice fellow, always good for a drink or two, yeh know what I mean — an' he 'ad this magic book that I won, fair and square." The half-giant sounded slightly defensive. "The book, it said how t'do it. An' I thought, 'now wouldn' that be nice, t'be a dragon an all, an' live out among the wild things.' " Hagrid said confidentially, in a hushed voice. "Int'resting creatures, they're well-meanin' an' all, but sometimes they 'av more respect if yer a teeny bit bigger'n'em. That's just how they are. So I thought, well then, mebbe I could, ah, become something a little bigger." Hagrid shook his head. "But ah didna manage it."
"Actually, you can't control what kind of creature you will be, Hagrid."
"Really?" Hagrid brightened. "Now, see, not being a wizard I wouldn' know that."
"It's… not everyone can do the Animagus charm." Sirius himself, though a star pupil at Transfiguration, had tried many times before he had any success with it.
"Naaaah. It's easy! Yeh jes hav' to understand wild creatures," Hagrid said.
And that was the answer, wasn't it? Sirius shook his head. Buckbeak started chewing on Hagrid's cloak. Hagrid didn't appear to notice.
"Yeh won' tell Dumbledore? About me magic?" Hagrid looked at Sirius anxiously.
Sirius snorted. "Of course not!"
Hagrid grinned broadly. Sirius just had one other question.
"You were… with… Buckbeak? A moment ago." Sirius couldn't quite say it.
"Oh, that? They do that. He don' mean nothin' by it." Hagrid wrapped his huge cloak about himself. "Well. I'm off. Oh — almost forgot, with being discovered an' everything. Here's yer next assignment." He handed Sirius a small scroll, which Sirius accepted mutely.
finis.
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grinning maniacally
Date: 2003-05-17 09:15 pm (UTC)*Wild Applause!!!*
Wooh! Wooh! Wooh!
FWIW, I think you've actually got Hagrid down beautifully. *ahem*
I loved Sirius' reaction/s - and that Hagrid was more concerned about his illegal use of magic than being caught with Buckbeak (who after all, was just being true to its nature *gggg*).
Re: grinning maniacally
Date: 2003-05-17 10:01 pm (UTC)But that wasn't so bad after all. I can't wait to see
~Icarus
still laughing head off
Date: 2003-05-17 10:29 pm (UTC)F*CKING BRILLIANT!!!!!
Date: 2003-05-17 09:38 pm (UTC)May I archive this on 'Harry Potter Rareslash' as well?
Re: F*CKING BRILLIANT!!!!!
Date: 2003-05-17 09:57 pm (UTC)As for archiving, sure, yes, wonderful! But let me get it edited first. There are a few missing words I noticed, rereading, and I'd like to remove a few of Hagrid's 'and alls'.
Hey, and keep your eyes on
I've just read
~Icarus
Re: F*CKING BRILLIANT!!!!!
Date: 2003-05-17 10:12 pm (UTC)Will keep track of aforementioned authors. Draco/Bill!!! OMG, perfect!
I just hope
no subject
Date: 2003-05-17 10:34 pm (UTC)Gobsmacked
Date: 2003-05-18 02:46 pm (UTC)Yeah, I think he didn't want to touch that sex question with a ten-foot pole. LOL!
~Icarus
Yay! You did it! :-)
Date: 2003-05-17 10:35 pm (UTC)This turned out really well and it's so *funny*! I'm impressed. I was halfway expecting you to come up with a gen piece but this is way better.
The wheels are turning on the sub!Ron/domme!Herm piece, but don't expect me to be as fast as you are. Is there a rating limit on these challenges? Everyone else's seem to be PG-13 to R'ish and I don't know how I'm going to pull this off without it being NC-17.
Anyway, kudos again!
Re: Yay! You did it! :-)
Date: 2003-05-17 10:45 pm (UTC)No, actually, I liked the challenge of coming with something. It forces you to look in entirely new places for ideas. Thanks.
That said, when I have a tough task, I usually bite the bullet and do it really, really fast.
~Icarus
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Date: 2003-05-18 09:48 am (UTC)Favourite line: sometimes they 'av more respect if yer a teeny bit bigger'n'em.
Thank you
Date: 2003-05-20 07:31 pm (UTC)*winks*
~Icarus