Changing Fate For The Better | h.p au

Chapter 05

This time it was Eleanor who picked up the book in a calming voice the girl started reading, "Chapter five, Diagon Alley,

Harry woke early the next morning. Although he could tell it was daylight, he kept his eyes shut tight. "It was a dream, he told himself firmly. "I dreamed a giant called Hagrid came to tell me I was going to a school for wizards. When I open my eyes I'll be at home in my cupboard." There was suddenly a loud tapping noise. And there's Aunt Petunia knocking on the door, Harry thought, his heart sinking. But he still didn't open his eyes. It had been such a good dream."

"Wait so all that just for it to be a dream?" Rabastan asked, Regulus rolled his eyes at the boy and just ignored him. 

Lily's heart sighed for the boy. She felt lots of amount of grief for her son, and hated the stuff that he's been going through at such a young age as well, and all this was because her sister Petunia couldn't get over her jealousy of her sister. 

"Tap. Tap. Tap.

"All right," Harry mumbled, "I'm getting up." He sat up and Hagrid's heavy coat fell off him. The hut was full of sunlight, the storm was over, Hagrid himself was asleep on the collapsed sofa, and there was an owl rapping its claw on the window, a newspaper held in its beak.

Harry scrambled to his feet, so happy he felt as though a large balloon was swelling inside him. He went straight to the window and jerked it open. The owl swooped in and dropped the newspaper on top of Hagrid, who didn't wake up. The owl then fluttered onto the floor and began to attack Hagrid's coat.

"Don't do that."

"You must pay him Potter," Malfoy sneered, "He didn't know that back then." Lily snapped. 

"Harry tried to wave the owl out of the way, but it snapped its beak fiercely at him and carried on savaging the coat. "Hagrid!" said Harry loudly. "There's an owl--" "Pay him," Hagrid grunted into the sofa. 

"What?" "He wants payin' fer deliverin' the paper. Look in the pockets."

Hagrid's coat seemed to be made of nothing but pockets -- bunches of keys, slug pellets, balls of string, peppermint humbugs, teabags... finally, Harry pulled out a handful of strange-looking coins."

Narcissa scrunched her face in disgust as she was hearing what it was in Hagrid coat, she didn't have anything against the man but still she could deny that was disgusting. 

"Give him five Knuts," said Hagrid sleepily. "Knuts?"

"The little bronze ones." Harry counted out five little bronze coins, and the owl held out his leg so Harry could put the money into a small leather pouch tied to it. Then he flew off through the open window. Hagrid yawned loudly, sat up, and stretched. "Best be off, Harry, lots ter do today, gotta get up ter London an' buy all yer stuff fer school."

Harry was turning over the wizard coins and looking at them. He had just thought of something that made him feel as though the happy balloon inside him had got a puncture. "Um -- Hagrid?"

"Mm?" said Hagrid, who was pulling on his huge boots.

"I haven't got any money -- and you heard Uncle Vernon last night... he won't pay for me to go and learn magic."

"Nonsense you have the Potter fund," Fleamont reassured, "He didn't know in the moment love," Euphemia reminded her husband patting his shoulder at the same time. 

"Don't worry about that," said Hagrid, standing up and scratching his head. "D'yeh think yer parents didn't leave yeh anything?"

"But if their house was destroyed--"