𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 (𝔹𝕠𝕠𝕜 1)

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓲𝓰 𝓕𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓵𝔂 𝓗𝓪𝓵𝓯 -𝓰𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓽

A very sad-looking hut sits perched upon a large rock far at sea. Wind whistles. The sea rages.

Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia sleep on a lumpy bed in the hut's only bedroom. Dudley snores on a moth-eaten sofa. Harry and Y/n lie on the bare floor beneath a ragged blanket. Lightening flashes. As the room goes dark again, they study the lighted dial of Dudley's watch. As it ticks toward midnight, Y/n puts the last touches to a birthday cake she's etched in the dust that layers the floor.

"Happy Birthday Harry. Make a wish."-Y/n

Closing his eyes, he...blows...and the "flames" of dust scatter. Eyes still closed, Harry holds the wish when...

BOOM!

The door shudders.Hinges squeal. A pin squirrels out of its housing. Falls to the floor.

BOOM!

Uncle Vernon comes sledding into the room in his socks, a rifle in hand, paper hanging by a string from the barrel.

"Who's there? I warn you--I'm armed!"-Vernon

SMASH! The door falls flat. An immense silhouette stands against the raging sea outside, identical to the beastly figure seen climbing the stairs in Godric's Hollow. He is Hagrid and is, rather obviously, a giant. Presently he is standing on the front door.

"Er, right. Sorry 'bout that..."

Hagrid steps clear, he takes the door and fits it back into its frame. He glances at Dudley and frowns.

"Mind, I haven't seen yeh since you was a baby, Harry, but yeh're a bit more along than I woulda expected. 'Specially round the middle.An' where's Y/n?"

"I-I'm not Harry."-Dudley

"I am."-Harry

"And I'm here."-Y/n

Hagrid turns, watches Y/n and Harry's faces come into the light.

"Well now, course yeh are."

"I demand that you leave at once, sir! You are breaking and entering!"-Vernon

"Ah, dry up, Dursley, yeh great prune."

Hagrid takes the rifle, knots it like a piece of licorice.

Anyway, Harry,Y/n. Got summat fer yeh two. 'Fraid I mighta sat on it at some point, but 'magine it'll taste all right jus' the same...let's see now...got it here somewhere...

Hagrid rummages in his coat, removes: a kettle, frying pan, sausages, one pink umbrella and, finally, two squashed paper boxes containing a chocolate cake each with "Happee Birthdae, Harry" and "Happee Birthdae,Y/n" scrawled in green icing.
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(𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲:Just in case you're wondering why Y/n got a cake, it's because her birthday is a day before Harry's,30th July. Yes, we are birthday twins with Neville <3)
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"Baked it meself, words an' all."

"Thank you."-Harry

"Thanks."-Y/n

"Well, it's not ev' ry day yer turn 'leven."

Hagrid turns to the fireplace, gives the embers a poke with the pink umbrella. As they roar to life, he takes the frying pan, lobs in the sausages. Dudley perks up as they sizzle.

"Excuse me, but.. .who are you?"-Harry

"Rubeus Hagrid,groundskeeper at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.'Course yeh'll know all 'bout Hogwarts."

"no..sorry."-Y/n

Harry and Y/n stare blankly. Hagrid frowns.

"Blimey Y/n, Harry, did yeh never wonder where yer parents learnt it all?"

"Learned what?"-Harry

"What? DURSLEY!!! Do yeh mean ter tell me the kids know nothin'?"

Uncle Vernon stands mute. Hagrid simmers, then shakes his head and turns back to the fire.

"Harry, yer a wizard.An' yer a witch,Y/n."

For a moment, the hut is utterly silent.

"I'm a what?"-Harry and Y/n

"A Wizard an' a Witch. And thumpin' good ones, I'd wager, once yeh've been trained up a bit."

"No. You've made a mistake. We...we can't be ...a wizard and a witch."-Y/n

"I mean...we're just...Harry and Y/n. Just Harry and Y/n."-Harry

"Tha' right. Tell me, just Harry and Y/n. Ever make somethin' strange 'appen? When yeh was scared maybe. Or angry?"

As Harry and Y/n look up in recognition, Hagrid slaps two soggy envelopes into their hands. They open it and Harry reads his out loud.

'Dear Mr. Potter, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry...'

As they look up, Hagrid winks, and takes a bite of sausage.

"They'll not be going, I tell you! We swore when we took them in we'd put a stop to that rubbish!"-Vernon

"You knew? You knew I'm a...a wizard?And that she's a witch?"

Aunt Petunia-looking furious-emerged from the shadows.

"Of course we knew! How could you not be, my dratted sister being what she was? Oh, mother and father were so proud when the letter came. A witch in the family. Isn't it wonderful. I was the only one who saw her for what she was...a freak!
Then she met that Potter and had you,and their best friends had Y/n. I knew you two'd be the same. Just as strange, just as abnormal. And then, if you please, they went and got themselves blown up and we got landed with you two-"

"Blown up? You told me our parents died in a car crash,and that Y/n's dad left her and her mum."

"CAR CRASH! A car crash kill Melody Black and Lily and James Potter? It's an outrage! A scandal!"

"THEY'LL NOT BE GOING, I TELL YOU!"-Vernon

"An' I s'ppose a great Muggle like yerself is goin' ter stop 'em."

"Muggle?"-Y/n

"Non-magic folk.
These children's names have been down ever since they were born. They're off to the finest school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world and they'll be under the greatest headmaster Hogwart's has ever known, Albus Dumbledore-"

"I will not pay for some crackpot old fool to teach them magic tricks!"

Hagrid spins, eyes bulging.

"NEVER..INSULT...ALBUS...DUMBLEDORE...IN...FRONT...OF..ME!"

Hagrid spins, points the umbrella at Uncle Vernon, then spies Dudley, one hand deep in the birthday cakes. POP!-a flash of violet light hits Dudley square in the rump. Instantly, a pig's tail curls through the back of his trousers. Uncle Vernon roars, hurries everyone out of the room.

"Tha's curious. Meant ter turn 'im into a complete pig, whole hog an' all. Suppose he was so much like a pig already, there wasn't much left ter do."

Hagrid sees Harry and Y/n staring in awe at the pink umbrella.

"Er, be grateful if yeh didn't mention that to anyone at Hogwarts. Strictly speakin', I'm not allowed ter do magic."

He checks his pocket watch.

"Bit behind schedule, aren't we? Best be off."

Hagrid exits, leaving Harry and Y/n to consider their sorry surroundings. They look momentarily at a loss, then...Hagrid pokes his head back in.

"Unless, o' course, yeh'd rather stay."

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