He was just…Hagrid. Just good old Hagrid who was a combination of guardian angel and favorite uncle to Hermione and her friends.
Grawp, on the other hand…
Sixteen year old Hermione Granger could not stop thinking about her encounter with Grawp. At seventeen feet in height, the simple minded giant was handsomer than any man Hermione had ever met. He had an outdoor tan and vigor, with dark hair and the clearest blue eyes Hermione had ever seen. He was also clean shaven, and his unruly hair looked trimmed, which made Hermione wonder who Grawp’s barber was.
There had been nothing sexual in the way Grawp had grabbed her, but being in Grawp’s grip had sent unexpected little thrills through Hermione’s body. She even allowed herself to imagine what would have happened if Grawp had meant to grab her in a sexual way.
With both her libido and intellect stimulated by thoughts of Grawp, Hermione decided to
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