The boy who lived (survived)
THE BOY WHO LIVED
“Disgusting, you know that I hate that title as I didn’t live, I survived.” Harry said with a roll of his eyes.
“You take things too seriously Harry.” Hermione said to Harry who was tilting his head at the new patterns he’s noticed while staring at the ceiling.
“I know but you gotta say I’m awesome.”
“Yeah yeah.” She said rolling her eyes, why is he like this? She should really mention all this to poppy but she really just can’t be asked.
Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.
“Who would?”
“Why.”
“Horrible.”
“You must be so bored?” Lee said is disgust.
“I mean not really as I’m never home libraries as they are quiet but the lights are too bright sometimes uh my old school wasn’t bad I guess but still to loud and too bright used to cover my ears a lot then stop as it was fun to hear the difference I still do that actually sorry I’m rambling but no I wasn’t really that bored.”
“You're weird.”
“I know.” Snorts and smiles of amusement while poppy frowned. That's not a normal thing to do. It might be….. but not from what she knows she’s been researching things Like adhd autism she’s not going to say anything about it though cause it might be a normal thing…
They were the last ———— which made drills.
“What are drills?”
“They make holes in things.”
“Right…”
“I can explain to you better than Mr Weasley at the break.” Hermione said Harry glared at her.
“What.”
“I explained very well.”
“He wanted an explanation on how they worked what they are what they do you just told him what they do.”
“He asked me what they were not all that.”
“Harry, it should be known that you're supposed to say at least a bit of the other stuff.”
“Right….”
He was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck, although he did have a very large moustache.
“Attractive..” cho said, imagining it.
“ATTRACTIVE!?”
“Calm down.”
“You're trying to tell me to calm down when she just called my uncle an attractive man. You should see him. Two, he constantly has some sort of food in his hand three he’s loud don’t take that the other way you freaks.”
Snorts and laughter.
Mrs. Dursley was thin and blonde and had nearly twice the usual amount of neck.
“Call her a giraffe.” Harry shrugged.
“Oh my god leave the woman alone.” Pansy said laughing..
“No I will never leave the giraffe woman alone.”
“Seems like she never changed.” Snape mumbled.
which came in very useful ———The Dursleys had a small son.
Harry’s mouth dropped.
“Small.” Fred
“You call a pig in a wig whale looking boy small?” George and Harry said th3 two then laughed before Harry said
“I love you.”
“You have a crush on someone.” George said, rolling his eyes.
“Who said that way? I didn’t clarified I might of meant I loved you as a brother
called Dudley.
“What a fabulous name.” Umbridge said smiling.
Snorts.
“Dudley really? Oh right you're called Dolores of course you would think that.” Harry muttered, Lee burst into laughter.
“Harry, please you can’t keep doing this to us, we're not used to your humour.”
“Get used to it.”
and in their opinion there was no finer boy anywhere.
“I’m right here?”
“HARRY!”
“I’m just saying and someone figured out a way to dim the lights too bright. I don't like it.”
“Thank you.”
“I geniunallt want to move closer just to hear them talk they are all laughing.” Mcgonagll whispered many nodded.
“Nah but it’s making the whole place laugh they all have contagious ones… maybe not so much George and Harry though they sound like they have forced laughs it's a bit weird though.” Poppy muttered.
“I’ve noticed that actually Potter always looks like he’s faking a smile even though It’s a bright one?”
“I’ve noticed that myself.”
“Can we move spots?” Tonks muttered, getting side eyes from the ministry.
“Why?” Alastor questioned.
“They are laughing like crazy. I need to know why.” She whispered.
“I’m curious myself but let’s not.”
“Fine.” She hissed, changing her hair colour to match her anger.
The Dursleys had everything they wanted, ————, Mrs. Dursley pretended she didn't have a sister,
“Who would want to hide their relatives..” many wondered out loud.
“Me.”
“Harry you don’t reply here I’d recommend not to anyway
“Excuses.” Harry could hear shadow laughing.
“Harry i'm just saying it’s not a normal thing to hide your relatives away from people this isn’t a time you actually reply.
“Righttt k I’m going to remember that mm yes.”
“You will but won’t ever use that.”
“Exactly.”
“I mean we pretend ronikins isn’t our brother.”George snorted
“Fred!” Mrs and Mr Weasley snapped.
“I’m not Fred he is.” George gestured to his twin.
“Don’t you try that with me you two!“ she said glaring at the pair.
They sighed, used to her not caring if she got the right twin or not yes they play that trick sometimes but most of the time they didn’t she just didn’t know which one was which nobody really bothers to try find out even though it’s slightly obvious not even there family and friends could tell them apart the only ones who could where bill and Harry Harry says it’s because of there magic being different and one hates touching smelling and tasting new things but the other loves new things. He will always get the names right even with the name game. It's sad really that he knew instantly unlike everyone else who struggled even Bill did for a while.
“In my opinion lily should pretend she doesn’t have a sister.” Sirius sneered
“Lilly loved her family too much, even family That didn’t deserve her love.” Snape replied, shocking everyone.
“Yep that’s lily for you.”
because her sister and her good-for-nothing husband.
“GOOD FOR NOTHING?”
“I for one despise the man but I can’t say he was good for nothing, not amazing but I don’t believe that .” Snape muttered
were as unDursleyish as it was possible to be.
“Question, what is undursleyish?”
“It means someone who isn’t like them transgender gay bi anything like that so if you're straight a christian a muggle and homophobic I guess they would call you undursleyish and I’m trying my best to get as far as i can from that.”
“YEAH!“
“As you should.”
“Undursleyish is a world and I'm gonna love it!” Ron yelled and Molly glared at her son.
“YEAHHH!” Luna shouted
“Don’t be rude, that's Harry’s family.”
“Let’s call them that.” Harry replied getting weird looks
The Dursleys shuddered to think what the neighbours would say if the Potters arrived in the street.
“Oh my god i'd cry in joy.” Harry replied Charles just sighed before reading the next part.
The Dursleys knew that the Potters had a small son, ————Dudley mixing with a child like that.
“I don’t want to mix with your child. Oh wait, I don't have a choice.” Harry said with a glare .
“What are you too good to play with a muggle, are you potter?” Severus sneered even though he believed himself that he wouldn’t want to interact with Petunia's child if he had turned out anything like her.
“Uh- what? Who plays with children again? Cause I for sure didn't prefer to be on my own with my own things then with other children Snape but sure let’s call it that.”
When Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, ——————most boring tie for work,
“Sad.”
“Boring ties… why- who would want that.”
“I mean bright colours frustrate me but I wouldn’t go for a boring one I’d try get a coloured one at least.” Harry said leaving out the fact he’s color blind.
“Who doesn’t get frustrated with bright colours though like they are just no.” George said confused
“I like bright colours, maybe not all at once but they are nice.” He said in thought.
“Yeah.”
and Mrs. Dursley gossiped away happily as she wrestled a screaming Dudley into his high chair.
“Brat.”
None of them noticed a large, tawny owl with red eyes flutter past the window.
“Why was he there?” Remus said, confused.
At half past eight,————four's drive.
It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar -- a cat reading a map.
“Hermione, there's a cat, it's Mcgonagall.”
“How?”
“Reading a map its Mcgonagall it should be basic knowledge when you picked her up after walking out of a class in third year and died of embarrassment after.”
“True got a point.”
“But now where’s my baby crookshanks?”
“He’s somewhere.”
“Darn.”
“Why don’t you just get a pet cat?”
“I could but I have shadow .”Harry said pointing at the snake on his neck
“Ah right yeah I see the problem.”
“Why does a cat have a map?”
“They could be an animagus? I don’t know.” Sirius replied to Ginny while giving a side eye to mcgonagall.
For a second, ————It must have been a trick of the light
“Imagine the light making you think there’s a map.”
“Harry be quiet before we all end up laughing. My ribs hurt.”
“I’m not making a joke, I'm just speaking.”
“Then stop talking.”
“No.”
“Is this the day after it all happend?” Blaise whispered to Harry.
“I think so it seems like the owls and the cat.”
Mr. Dursley blinked and stared at the cat. It stared back.
Many sniggered at the cat staring back if it’s Mcgonagall it just of been a harsh stare.
As Mr. Dursley drove——— cats couldn't read maps or signs.
“They totally can.” Harry muttered they are so smart.
“Crookshanks could.” Sirius said.”
“Wouldn’t be surprised.”
“It’s more likely he can’t read then the cat can.” Harry muttered causing those who heard him to laugh again.
“Oh my god I need to know they can’t keep doing this to me.” Sirius said to Remus who sniggered.
“I’m hearing the whole conversation and it’s the weirdest, funniest thing I’ve heard all day. I don't know how to explain it.”
“Say.”
“Nope.”
“You suck.”
“Aw thank you.”
Mr. Dursley ————he was hoping to get that day.
“Such a sad thing I just expect my delivery of many muggle sweets to arrive. I just love getting new ones.”
“Who can eat so many sweets? I eat one and I’m done.”
“Yeah because you and Ron go crazy with any amount of sugar but you hate sugar anyway.”
“I despise sugar.”
But on the edge of town, drills were driven out of his mind by something else.
“Muggles are so easily distracted.”
“Good keeps the secret.”
“Constant vigilance.” Alastor replied.
As he sat ——————was some stupid new fashion.
“Ah yes the Halloween collection tour style of clothing though wouldn’t….. look like you would know about it.”
“Why is he so bothered by cloaks though they are normal?”
“Not for muggles they use jackets and jumpers with multiple layers of clothing.” Harry replied.
“You never do though.” Ron said
“I do sometimes.” Harry replied he can’t help it the fabrics of clothes the dursleys get are horrible they also keep the tag things which are on the clothes to show the brand so he’s always having to cut them off when he gets clothes passed down from dudley even though it’s to big he hates the feel of it.
“Why does he get so angry from strange things.. so easily.” Charlie and Bill frowned. Many exchanged looks if something as simple as cloaks made him upset about what accidental magic would be like.
He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and his eyes fell on a huddle of these weirdos standing quite close by.
Harry was tapping his fingers making a rather like a beat to a song or something in boredom waiting for the book to get good. It's so boring just sitting here listening to the Dursley’s get to Hogwarts already.
Draco took Harry’s bag and took out the sketchbook and pencil, putting it on the littles table in front of him. Everyone has one incase they wanted to have a bottle of drink or anything they needed to put on a hard surface Harry stared at the book now on the table.
“Thank you.” Draco just smiled at Harry who had pulled the table towards him and flipped through the book.
They were whispering ————wearing an emerald-green cloak!
“What's wrong with the green cloak?”
“Everything why so vibrant- I can’t say anything it’s yellow to me.” Harry shrugged, clapping his hands over his mouth.
“Your colorblind?”
“Shitttttt.”
“LANGUAGE.” A flinch before Harry shrugged.
“I can’t help it, it's normal to me.”
The nerve of him! ———yes, that would be it.
“Money.”
“Yum.”
“Eat it.”
“No.”
“It looks edible.”
“Well it’s not.” Harry replied.
“How?”
“I’ve eaten it.”
“Right- why on earth?”
“Cause I thought it would taste good of course but no it doesn’t and it’s not exactly safe.”
The traffic ————ninth floor.
“Why need a window without looking out of it?”
“So he doesn’t need the lights on.” Harry replied.
“Ah okay thanks.” Harry sent a thumbs up.
If he hadn't, he might have found it harder to concentrate on drills that morning. He didn't see the owls swooping past in broad daylight,
“Everyone was so excited and happy that day… but we weren’t being safe at all, we just went out and did what we liked.”
though people down in the street did; they pointed and gazed open- mouthed as owl after owl sped overhead. Most of them had never seen an owl even at nighttime.
“Why?”
“You don’t use owls to send mail to people in the muggle world. You write a letter, put a stamp on it and give it to the postman to deliver. It might take longer than it would with an owl but it’s how they work.
Mr. Dursley, however, ———-across the road.
“Walk?”
“Excuse me?” Harry said, shocked.
“He walked willingly on his own?.”
“Shocked, he even knows how to walk.”
“Oh my god George no of course he can walk.”
“He doesn’t look like he could.”
“GEORGE!“ Molly yelled”stop being rude to Harry’s family, they aren’t that bad are they Harry dear.”
“Sure.”
“See”
“Sorry mum sorry Harry?”
“You're good.”
“He sounds like a horrible man to me..” Tonks scowled.
“He for sure is.”
“He can’t be that bad, he's Harry's uncle.” Molly frowned, yeah maybe he was rude when he picked Harry up from the station but he must be nicer with his family.
“He really is.” Snape went to say something but Minerva shot him a glare. Okay
to buy himself a bun from the bakery.
“Oh…”
“Oh the world is back, no more gonna explode.” Harry cheered.
“That can’t be healthy.”
“By the size of him mum i doubt he ever has had a healthy lunch.”
“Right.”
He'd forgotten ————large doughnut in a bag.
“Oh of course it’s a large one.”
that he caught a few words of what they were saying.
"The Potters, that's right, that's what I heard yes, their son, Harry"
Mr. Dursley stopped dead.
There was cheering coming from Harry’s group.
“Stop that.” Many glared at the group.
“It’s not funny to celebrate a death even as a joke.”
“Who said it was a joke cause I never did.” Harry replied,
“HARRY NO!”
“ I mean they would celebrate my death so why not celebrate his.”
Fear flooded him. —————number when he changed his mind.
“Coward.”
“Like me.” Harry whispered, Hermione snorted.
“I didn’t even know he could think.” Ginny said those around her started sniggering.
“Remus please can we move closer.”
“At the break.”
“Fine.” A pat of the head.
He put the receiver back down and stroked his moustache, thinking... no, he was being stupid.
“Sounds likely.” Hermione sighed.Harry might not say much about his family but she knew that they weren’t good people. They didn’t Feed him enough and forced him to do things he was way too young to be doing.
Potter wasn't such an unusual name. He was sure there were lots of people called Potter who had a son called Harry. Come to think of it, he wasn't even sure his nephew was called Harry.
“He doesn’t even know his nephew's name?”
“No, he just chooses not to use it.” Harry shrugged while spinning his mechanical pencil in his fingers while Poppy was writing down the things Harry does as she can see it more closely now as they aren’t all crowded near each other, everyone is spread out and she’s not that far from their group.
He'd never even seen the boy. It might have been Harvey. Or Harold.
“Don’t.”
“You suck.”
“Suck what?”
“Yeah what does he suck?“
“The straw to his iced coffee.”
“YES!”
“YOO!
There was no point in worrying Mrs. Dursley; she always got so upset at any mention of her sister. He didn't blame her -- if he'd had a sister like that…
“Iiie what?”
“Magical it’s not like his sister is any different.”
“If I had a sister like Petunia I’d be horrified.”
but all the same, those people in cloaks...
————the tiny old man stumbled and almost fell.
“Wow, so he does have manners.”
“Must have used them all up then.” Harry whispered to hiself
It was a few seconds before—————happy, happy day!"
Harry raised an eyebrow at Flitwick who blushed.
“I was most definitely tipsy.”
“We can see that sir.”
“For sure.”
“Did he just say squeaky voice?”
“I do not have one.”
Harry raised an eyebrow.
“You do not have one? So your singing voice is my imagination again?” Harry questioned
“Filius” sighed mcgonagall
“He’s happy we all were though.”
“Constant vigilance.” Moody yelled, making everyone minus those used to his antics jump.
“Not all of us were happy.”
And the old man hugged Mr. Dursley around the middle and walked off.
“Now that can’t be right?“ Harry said, confused.
“Hm?” Theo said looking at Harry who replied with “nobody has arms that long.” That erupted more giggles and laughter from there group and many to what to move closer but it’s better having these groups so there’s not to many people around each other and you can find people easily
Mr. Dursley stood rooted to the spot. He had been hugged by a complete stranger. He also thought he had been called a Muggle, whatever that was.
“What you are .”
He was rattled. ————approve of imagination.
“How can you- what is that possible?”
“I’m questioning that so much- imagination for me is pretty much my art. I can draw whatever I want without someone telling me that’s not correct as it’s my ideas, my creativity not yours.” Harry mumbled under his breath.
“It’s because he’s a walrus not a human being.” Ron told them everyone burst out laughing.
“RONALD.” Molly scolded.
As he pulled into the driveway of number four, ————it had the same markings around its eyes.
“Minnie, what are you doing still there ?'' Sirius said confused.
“Minnie!?” Fred and George yelled, Mcgonagall sighed.
“Don’t call me Sirius, we went over this.”
“Never.”
“I heard Dumbledore was going to be there.”
“How?“
“Don’t ask me.”
"Shoo!" said Mr. Dursley loudly. The cat didn't move. It just gave him a stern look. Was this normal cat behaviour? Mr. Dursley wondered.
“No but it is to us.” Harry said grinning.
Trying to pull himself—————("Won't!").
“I didn’t say a word until I was three .” Harry shrugged well he’s pretty sure he was three.
“Three?”
“Yeah when I was alone in my cu- bedroom it was so quiet and I can just sit there in silence I had to speak at three for reasons but yeah.”
“That’s not a good word for a child to be learning at a year old” Molly frowned.
“Given what Dudley is like from what I’ve seen I’m surprised it wasn’t mine.” Ron replied.
“Won’t also sounds like Dudley.” Harry shrugged.
Mr. Dursley ——————The newscaster allowed himself a grin.
“That’s my dad!” Tonks yelled happy her hair now changing many smiled it’s so fun to watch her hair change whenever.
"Most mysterious. ———-they've had a downpour of shooting stars!.”
“Oh dear.”
“We have to obliviate so many people that day.”
“Didn't we spend the whole night doing it?”
“Yeah we did.”
Perhaps people have been celebrating Bonfire Night early —————two cups of tea.
“Then they meet me and coffee is brought.”
“Coffee is amazing in the morning Harry don’t drink it when it’s night though.”poppy reminded
“I don’t usually, yes I love my coffee but when it gets to a certain time I don’t drink it as I usually struggle with sleeping anyway.”
“Yeah okay.”
It was no good. ————she didn't have a sister.
Many glares at the book.
"No," she said sharply. "Why?"
————her crowd."
“Our world.”
Mrs. Dursley————-. "Yes, I quite agree."
“Thank you family for giving me a name they hate best day of my life.”
“Better than Dudley.”
“Yeah.”
He didn't say another word ———— Was he imagining things?
“Funny thing to say when you don’t approve of imagination.”
Could all this have anything to do with the Potters? If it did... if it got out that they were related to a pair of -- well, he didn't think he could bear it.
—————Mrs. Dursley.
“Seems like he was wrong there…” Charlie muttered”if Harry is living with them.”
“Yeah.” Bill nodded, concerned a little about how much they feared magic. He knew fear could make people do terrible terrible things.
The Potters knew —————In fact, it was nearly midnight before the cat moved at all.
“MIDNIGHT? That must have been over 24 hours since Harry was left alone. How long did it take for him to be taken?”
“Oh my god he was left there for AT LEAST 9 hours and must have been alone without anyone.” Sirius said horrified.
A man appeared on the corner the cat had been watching, appeared so suddenly and silently you'd have thought he'd just popped out of the ground.
“Silently how? Apparition always makes some sort of popping or cracking noise.” Hermione said, confused.
“It’s possible he had a port key.” Mcgonagll shrugged “I ever asked.”
“I did indeed have a portkey. I was apparating all day to help the ministry so I used a portkey to save energy.” Dumbeldore nodded.
The cat's tail twitched and its eyes narrowed.
————was unwelcome.
“I just didn’t care.
He was busy rummaging ————the sight of the cat seemed to amuse him.
“You found it amusing that I had been sitting on a brick wall all day?” Mcgonagll narrowed her eyes at the man.
“I’m sure I was just pleased to see you.” Dumbleodre replied, eyes twinkling in amusement.
“The book specifically said you was amused..” She glared. He simply smiled at her.
He chuckled and muttered, "I should have known."————with a little pop.
“Useful things.” Mad eye muttered. He was still irritated that Dumbledore wouldn't make or show him how to make one.
“That’s so cool.” Ron said,”what is it?”
“It’s an invention of mine, a deluminator.”
“You made it yourself?” Luna, Harry and Hermione were interested. The headmaster nodded and the three were intrigued in now figuring out how to make one, especially Hermione. Harry knows he will probably end up forgetting how to as building things isn’t his strong suit but he can see and try to help Hermione if she ends up wanting to do one.
Flitwick smiled at his ravenclaws he wished Miss Granger was a ravenclaw too but it seems she values her bravery more than her ravenclaw traits. Yes it was a surprise for Potter to be sorted into ravenclaw but it all does make sense.
He clicked it again —————She looked distinctly ruffled.
McGonagall glared
“I’ve tried so hard but I’ve never seen her look ruffled.”
“Same here.”
"How did you know it was me?" she asked.
“I’m so stupid of course you knew you taught me how to become an animagus.” Dumbledore just smiled.
"My dear Professor, I 've never seen a cat sit so stiffly."
————dozen feasts and parties on my way here."
“But how you said you were using a portkey.”
“Well it’s taken Hagrid way too long to arrive there.”Kingsley frowned.
“I was aiding the ministry for the day. Each time I was about to leave to
A new problem popped up while that was happening. I saw many parties.”
Professor McGonagall sniffed angrily.
————-Well, they're not completely stupid.”
“Good to know you think so highly of them Minerva.” Tonk and mad eye said looking amused. The women went pink and glared at them
They were bound to notice something. Shooting stars down in Kent -- I'll bet that was Dedalus Diggle. He never had much sense."
“That’s a little unfair Minerva.” Sprout told her, smiling.
“I find it an accurate description.”
"You can't blame them," said Dumbledore gently. "We've had precious little to celebrate for eleven years."
“Eleven years… that’s such a long time.” Many said in shock.
“It was a horrible eleven years and we know he is now dead and he’s not back isn’t that right potter.” Fudge said with a gleam in his eyes.“Nope he is back…these books should prove it I hope?”
“I’d recommend you should've said they will prove it Harry mainly because it will seem like you have more confidence.”
“But I don’t know if they will.”
“K then.”
“Still not an excuse to expose us to the muggles.” Mad eye grunted.
Remus nodded that he lost his whole family that night. I guess you could call them his pack. And that had caused a very angry moony for several full moons.
"I know that," ————Would you care for a lemon drop?"
“A what.”
“A lemon flavoured sweet. I'm pretty sure they are slightly sour? I’ve never had them before but I’ve seen Dudley eat them.” Harry replied.
“Ah right okay thanks.”
"A what?"
"A lemon drop. ————for lemon drops.
“It for sure wasn’t.”
"As I say, even if You-Know-Who has gone -"
———-Voldemort."
Many flinched in Harry's group, many professors didn’t and the aurors didn’t flinch.
“In my defence Harry said it enough to not be scared but now he creates so many Nicknames Voldemort doesn’t seem like his name anymore.” Luna said.
“So true.”
Professor McGonagall ————my new earmuffs."
“Disgusting I swear that’s the worst thing I’ve ever heard.”
“I would of survived not knowing that information
Professor McGonagall —————dead. “
Many sighs, many of those wiped their eyes while Harry was narrowing his eyes at the book which suddenly glowed and it showed a picture of both lily James next to each other smiling.
“Oh wow your mum is beautiful Harry….” Hermjone whispered.
“I’m only now realising you're not just your dad Harry .. you’ve got a big mix of the two James smiles, James hair and Lilly’s facial features…” Remus said
“I actually figured out I was more than the hair and eyes a bit ago when I went through a year book I’m the library- I wasn’t supposed to say that.”
“So that’s where it went in the library.” McGonagall muttered under her breath .
“As it seems.”
Dumbledore bowed his head. —————and that's why he's gone.
“I just want to know how.”
“It’s a love protection spell it hopefully should be explained at somepoint.” Harry said with a shrug many made an O shape and nodded.
Dumbledore nodded glumly. ———- Professor McGonagall, jumping to her feet and pointing at number four.
“Now imagine how they will treat the boy who lived, look at how they keep their own spawn dumbledore.” Snape said to dumbledore Harry made a look of disgust when he said the boy who lived.
“Can’t we just use the boy who survived? I can't believe this.”
“We could but we won’t.” Umbridge replied Harry just sighed while Snape frowned doesn't he love the title the attention he gets from it?
"Dumbledore -- you can't.—————"His aunt and uncle will be able to explain everything to him when he's older. I've written them a letter."
“A letter that’s it?”
"A letter?" repeated Professor McGonagall faintly, ———I wouldn't be surprised if today was known as Harry Potter day in the future
“No I don’t want that it doesn't actually exist does it?” Harry said faster than he would have liked as he said it in panic.
“No it doesn’t exist.” Amelia replied smiling , Harry narrowed his eyes. Is she mocking him? Or being nice eh let’s go for that one Harry just smiled back and replied
“Thank god I don’t want that as a day..”
-- there will be books written about Harry -- every child in our world will know his name!"
“ They shouldn’t though I don’t like it.”
"Exactly," said Dumbledore, looking very seriously over the top of his half-moon glasses. "It would be enough to turn any boy's head. Famous before he can walk and talk!”
“True he’s got a point.” Harry shrugged.”Not like I want it now anyway.”
Famous —————hiding Harry underneath it.
“Ew no.”
"Hagrid's bringing him."
"You think it -- wise -- to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?"
“I would trust Hagrid with many things, not my life nor my secrets.” Came from across the hall.
I would trust Hagrid with my life,``Dumbledore said—————road in front of them.
“Does he still have the motorcycle?”
“I don’t know, probably?”
“I want that back.”
If the motorcycle was huge, ————In his vast, muscular arms he was holding a bundle of blankets.
“Hagrid's description makes him sound terrifying.”
“I think to people who haven’t met him Hagrid will sound terrifying before you find out he’s just a giant softy inside.”
“True.”
"Hagrid," said Dumbledore,————"Young Sirius Black lent it to me. I've got him, sir."
Many frowned yeah sirius black wouldn’t have done that if he was the traitor they are glad they know he isn’t now but it’s still weird seeing him.
"No problems, were there?"————Under a tuft of black hair with red streaks over his forehead they could see a curiously shaped cut, like a bolt of lightning it goes down his nose a little bit but that’s it not to noticeable so that’s good.
Harry stared at the book.
“Repeat that for me Charles please.” Harry asked Charles repeated the paragraph for him.
“Red hair streaks…. Oh right thoseeee yeah they aren’t there anymore they ended up fading I might turn them red again.” Harry said with a shrug he’s not sure if he wants to.
“I’m so confused.” Many said since when did the potters have red hair streaks!?
"Is that where -?" whispered Professor McGonagall.————let’s get this over with."
“Over With he’s not some package.”
Dumbledore —————wounded dog.
Sirius looked so offended at that.
"Shhh!" hissed Professor McGonagall, "you'll wake the Muggles!"
“If that bike didn’t Hagrids tears wouldn't.”
“But won’t you need to wake them up? To give them to Harry?” McGonagall nor Dumbledore replied.
"S-s-sorry," sobbed Hagrid, ———————He laid Harry gently on the doorstep.
“EXCUSE ME!?” Many yelled in horror.
“On a doorstep you left a one year old baby on a doorstep what were you thinking he could have gotten? Sick hypothermia anything.”
“I thought they would refuse to take him in and I’d rather him go with the Dursleys than an orphanage he’s safest with the Dursleys.”
“Sureee.” Many hissed if he was thinking they’d refuse isn’t that obvious it’s not a suitable home?
He took a letter out of his cloak, —————Dumbledore's eyes seemed to have gone out.
Many sighed sadly.
"Well," said Dumbledore finally, "that's that. We've no business staying here.”————— "Good luck, Harry," he murmured.
“He will need it.”
“I know I will need it.” Harry whispered while rocking slightly in his seat not even noticing he’s doing it ignoring the weird looks he’s receiving. It's relaxing to him Molly frowned at Harry Charlie did that a lot as a teen and when he was younger then he ended up being autistic… should she talk to Madam Pomfrey about it?
He turned on his heel and with a swish of his cloak, —————pinched by his cousin Dudley…
“Sounds just about right.” Ron scowled.
“Starting as a youngster will become worse.” George muttered darkly it's not known but he’s the twin which thinks into things more then the other.
he couldn't know that at this very moment————"To Harry Potter -- the boy who lived!"
“Well it seems really accurate so far so it might just be real stories on Mr potter's life.” McGonagall stated unsure if it’s a good or bad thing.
“Let’s start the next chapter then.”
The vanishing glass