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"Hagrid!" Harry ran up to the half giant, hugging him. It seemed awkward, considering the black-haired teenager had become a twelve year old again. Not like he cared. "I haven't seen you in forever!"
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ole-keeper-of-the-keys stopped by!
"Hagrid!" Harry ran up to the half giant, hugging him. It seemed awkward, considering the black-haired teenager had become a twelve year old again. Not like he cared. "I haven't seen you in forever!"
It's that Ole Keeper of the Keys
Charing Cross Road… that was what the sign told him and he couldn’t help but sigh. “Not again.” All the weird things usually sorted themselves out and he’d find himself back in Privet Drive as if nothing had happened. But that took some time and he had to avoid trouble until then. One of the police officers nearby was giving him an odd look, thinking he was a lost child but Harry was quick to follow an adult pretending he was with him and ducked into a nearby door.
It was a pub, of all places to go into really; welcome to the Leaky Cauldron he hears someone call out. And blimey, wasn’t it a strange place the walls filled with picture frames and weird patrons. There were a few old women sitting in a corner and drinking sherry, one with a pipe. There was a little man in a top hat talking to a balding one. The only… normal looking one was a man sitting alone, reading a book called A Brief History of Time and having a cuppa, the only weird thing about him being that his spoon moved as his fingers did.
Harry had to blink. But he also had to move out of the way as he was blocking the entrance and he chose a seat out of sight in case the owner of the place started asking a kid why he was on his own.
This Hagrid is wicked cool...
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A Little Help ☲ Hagrid
Basta was a right foul git. That hatred was the only thing that staved off the sandy haired boy's complete and utter terror. He was stuck--clinging tightly to an old, dusty chandelier with far too many spiders crawling all over for his comfort. If he wasn't holding on for dear life two stories above the ground he would be incessantly swatting at them as they scurried beneath his robes and tickled him in the most unpleasant way.
Basta had put him here, just playing with their new spell from class an hour before, a spell Dustfinger was really annoyed that Basta had picked up so quickly. Levicorpus. Before he could defend himself, he'd found himself yanked up most painfully by his ankle and… up and up… it would have kept going if he hadn't made a mad grab for the only thing in his reach - the hall's massive chandelier. And that's just where they left him, running off and sniggering to themselves.
For the first time in an hour, he heard the heavy footfalls of someone, and he trembled with panic and hope. "Please!" He called down to whomever was approaching. "Please, I can't get down!"
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"…yer an’ odd little fella, hav’ tha’ happenin’."
"Is it not a universal occurrence? I was under the impression that it was."
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Whoaaaa, I didn't know they made humans so big! Cool!
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Well well well, if it isn't the oaf.