drabble: determined - hagrid

[marginalia]

[determined] - hagrid
uh. i refuse to write dialect. bite me, jkr. part of dorrito's every flavour mood beans.

Wool snarled around his fingers and his needles lay in pieces. His father calmly muttered, "Reparo!" and the skein appeared neat and whole on the table, the two shining needles stuck through it.

"Don't know why I can't Charm it. Won't they teach me that at Hogwarts?" Rubeus grumbled.

"There isn't a spell for everything, my boy. Your mother's not around and I won’t be here forever. There are things you will need to do for yourself." His father smiled kindly. "Besides ladies often take kindly to a gentleman who knits."

Rubeus bit his lip in concentration and began again.

Comments

[gloss]

I read this four times and loved it more each time, and *then* I noticed which mood it's for, and loved it all the more.

You're a magician and queen with words and this form.

[crookedheart.livejournal.com]

*LOVES*

so much.

so so much.

omg.

*Reads again*

[starfishchick]

This is wonderful. HAGRID!!! *adores*

[dorrie6.livejournal.com]

This is oddly charming.

[jenish.livejournal.com]

I'd say how great and sweet and lovely and yay this is, but I'm kinda taken up with all the flailing.

::flail of Hagrid!love and omg Hagrid'sdad!love::