A Switch in Reality's ~ (drarry)

Chapter 2

As Harry walked through London with Hagrid, he was reminded of his first time in Diagon Alley. He remembered how captivating the sight of everything was. How he felt as he stepped through the brick wall and into the Alley. He was reminded of a time when he was blind from the works of death. He was so deep in thought while looking around at everything, that he didn't hear the half-giant calling for him.

"Harry, we're here," he said again, louder than last time. Harry was brought back from his daydreaming and turned his head to where Hagrid was standing. Harry looked up at the sign above the door and that read, The Leaky Cauldron. "Welcome to the Leaky Cauldron, Harry," said Hagrid excitedly. Harry smiled and walked towards Hagrid who was holding open the door patiently. Harry followed Hagrid over to a man who Harry remembered as the bartender. Everyone seemed to know Hagrid; they smiled and waved at him, and the old bartender grabbed a glass and asked, "The usual, Hagrid?"

"I'm afraid I can't, Tom, I am on official Hogwarts business," said Hagrid, motioning his head toward Harry, who was smiling awkwardly. Tom looked down at Harry and visibly paled. "My God," whispered Tom, "Harry Potter... what an honor." Everyone in the pub stopped what they were doing immediately and peered over at Harry. If Harry wasn't already used to the looks after 6 years of it, then he would have been extremely uncomfortable. Harry shook hands with a bunch of people he had met once before but hadn't yet. After being bombarded by fans, he turned around to find the one person who could ruin his mood immediately, and that person was none other than Professor Quirrel.

"Ah, Harry this is Professor Quirrel, he will be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," said Hagrid. Harry was about to hex Quirrel but was stopped by the fact that a) he didn't have a wand yet, and b) 1st year Harry didn't know that Quirrel was hiding the Dark Lord beneath his turban. Instead, Harry went to shake his hand knowing full well Qurriel couldn't touch him. But like last time Quirrel took his hand away. "P-Potter, c-can't t-tell you h-how pleased I am t-to meet you," he stuttered out. Harry secretly rolled his eyes and said coldly, "Nice to meet you." Then Hagrid looked at his watch and steered Harry towards the back saying, "Better get going, there are lots to buy."

They walked out the back and arrived at the famous brick wall. "See Harry you're famous," smiled Hagrid. Harry, still having to act clueless, replied, "But why am I famous." Hagrid looked down at Harry and sighed, "I'm afraid it's not my place to tell." Harry took that answer, already knowing why he's famous and watched as Hagrid tapped his umbrella against the bricks. The bricks started shifting apart and revealed Diagon Alley.

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Harry walked out of Gringotts bank with Hagrid following behind. The carts inside Gringotts always made Hagrid feel ill. "Why don't you go inside Madam Malkins and get fitted for yer robe, I'll go get myself a pick-me-up in the Leaky Cauldron if you don't mind. I hate those Gringotts Carts," Hagrid said to Harry. Harry nodded with a smile and turned to walk inside Madam Malkins. When Harry walked in he saw a boy. A boy who always seemed to be somewhere in Harry's mind. A boy who up to this point Harry hated, well thought he hated. This boy, with white as snow hair and piercing gray eyes, whose name was all familiar, Draco Malfoy.

A/N

Sorry, this chapters kinda short. I didn't really have any ideas and I didn't want it to be too long. Anyways, my friend is writing a Harry Potter x Reader fanfic and it's really good so far! :)) It's called 'The Golden Pair' and their user is @hogwarts__addict

See ya in the next chapter :)

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