Iris Potter Watching the Movies {ON HOLD TILL 2027}

Keeper of the Keys

[That stormy night, a tall house, on a rock island somewhere out at sea. The Dursleys, including Iris have moved there, due to the chaos with the letters. The family is sleeping, with Iris on the cold, dirt floor and Dudley sleeping on a sofa. Iris has drawn a birthday cake which reads, Happy Birthday Iris. Iris looks at Dudley's watch, which beeps 12:00.]

Iris: [to herself] Make a wish, Iris. [she blows the "candles" on the drawn birthday cake]

The atmosphere dims seeing how Iris celebrates her birthday.

Iris sits unbothered, checking her nail paint.

[Suddenly, the door thumps, in sync with the thunder flashing.Iris jumps. The door thumps again and Dudley and Iris jump up and back away. Iris hides behind a wall, and Dudley cowers on a windowsill. Petunia and Vernon appear, with Vernon holding a double barrel gun.]

The muggle-borns and muggle raised halfbloods gasp in horror, "He has a gun?!"

Mr. Weasley asks, "What's a gun?"

Iris answers, "A weapon when triggered shoots a metal bullet that can be used to kill or severely harm someone."

The purebloods are horrified at how these muggles are. Magical children are to be worshipped, not abused.

Vernon: Who's there? Ahh!

[The door bangs again and then falls down, and a giant man appears. As he comes into the clear lighting, he is revealed to be Hagrid.]

Hagrid: Sorry 'about that. [He puts the door back up]

"Hagrid!", majority of the school cheers.

The prejudiced purebloods barely hide their disgust.

Vernon: [aiming his gun at him] I demand that you leave at once, sir! You are breaking an entering!

[As Petunia quietly gasps in fear, Hagrid grabs the gun and bends it upwards.]

Hagrid: Dry up, Dursley, you great prune. [The gun fires upwards, blasting a hole in the ceiling, causing the two to shriek in fear. Hagrid notices Dudley.] Boy, I haven't seen you since you was a baby, Iris, but you're a bit more along than I would have expected. Particularly 'round the middle!

Dudley: I-I-I'm not Iris.

[Iris reveals herself]

Iris: I-I am.

Hagrid: Oh, well, of course you are! Got something for ya. 'Afraid I might have sat on it at some point! I imagine that it'll taste fine just the same. Ahh. Baked it myself. [Hands Iris the cake] Words and all. Heh.

[Iris opens cake, which reads "Happee Birdae Iris" in green frosting.]

Iris: Thank you!

"Awww"

Iris blushes.

Hagrid: It's not every day that your young woman turns eleven, now is it aye?

[Hagrid sits down on the sofa, takes out an umbrella and points it at the empty fire. Two sparks fly out and the fire starts. The family gasps.]

Iris: [puts cake down] Excuse me, who are you?

Hagrid: Rubeus Hagrid. Keeper of keys and grounds at Hogwarts. Course, you'll know all about Hogwarts.

Iris: Sorry, no.

"What?!"

Hagrid: No? Blimey, Iris, didn't you ever wonder where your mum and dad learned it all?