Hagrid hesitated only for a moment, before apparently deciding to throw all caution to the wind, drawing Harry into a large hug, "I know muggles might see things differently," he said gruffly from above Harry, "but they’re a bunch of closed-minded fools, ent’ they?" Harry held his breath, steeling himself against what Hagrid might say next, "There’s nufin’ wrong with liking who you like, you know?" and he released his breath in one big whoosh, melting into Hagrid’s embrace further. Who’d have guessed it would be Hagrid who’d confront the issue of Harry’s crush/growing infatuation head on.  