Harry Potter and Nico di Angelo

Chapter II

«Nico's POV»
"Make a wish, Harry," I told him. He smiled a bit. We had drawn a cake in the dirt on the ground of the rundown cabin that was smack dab in the middle of raging waters.

Harry blew the dirt away. Suddenly, something huge banged on the door, jolting Dudley, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia awake.

Harry and I scrambled up and hid behind a support beam of the cabin.

The door was knocked off its hinges and in stepped a very large man with a very large beard to match.

"Sorry 'bout that," he said, picking the door up and pushing it back into place.

"I demand you leave this instant!" Uncle Vernon shouted. He was pointing a rifle at the intruder.

"Put a sock in it, Dursley," the large man said and bent the barrel of the gun. Uncle Vernon fired and the shot went up to the ceiling.

"Aye, you must be Harry," the man said, looking at Dudley. "You're a bit plumper than I remember."

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

"I am." Harry stepped forward. I tugged on his sleeve.

"Aye, yes, there ya are. And Nico!" The man's eyes gleamed happily. "I'm Rubeus Hagrid, keeper of Hogwarts, but you can call me Hagrid. I'm here to take you two to that school."

"What?" I asked.

"Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry!" Hagrid exclaimed, taking out an umbrella. Puffs of fire came out of the end and into the hearth, which started to roar. "Yer wizards, boys."

"Wizards?" Our eyes bugged out if our heads. "You must be mistaken, I'm just Harry."

"And I'm just Nico."

"Well then 'Just Nico' and 'Just Harry'," Hagrid teased, standing up. "How do you explain how ya've got that scar on yer head? 'N' how ya ended up with these pigs?"

"Well..." Harry and I faltered.

"Tha's wha' I though'," Hagrid said smugly. "Now, come on, let's get you your supplies."

"They'll not be going," Uncle Vernon protested.

"Can it, Dursley, you great pig. These two are going to Hogwarts to be taught by the greatest--Albus Dumbledore!"

"I won't have them be taught stupid magic spells by some old coot!"

"Do not. Insult Dumbledore. In front of me." Hagrid glared at Harry's aunt and uncle.

"So, we're wizards?" Harry asked. We were both still drinking it all in.

"Why yes. 'N' ya'll be grea' ones at tha' considering yer paren's. Why, Lily and James Potter were some of the best! As was Maria di Angelo!"

"You mean, people know who we are?" I asked in shock.

"Why of course!"

"You knew?" Harry snapped at Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon. "You knew and never told me? You said my parents died in a car crash!"

"A car crash!" Hagrid rumbled. "A car crash killed Lily and James Potter! Absurd!"

"Yes we knew," Aunt Petunia snapped. "There was a witch in the family, oh joy! But I saw Lily for what she really was. A freak. And then she met that Potter... and when you were born, I knew you'd be just the same. Just as weird, just as abnormal, just as strange."

"What about me?" I asked.

"You just showed up with him. You were never anything special." Aunt Petunia sneered. I looked down.