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Keeper of the Keys and Diagon Alley

That stormy night, a tall house, on a rock island somewhere out at sea. The Dursleys, including Harry and Y/n, have moved there, due to the chaos with the letters. The family is sleeping, with Harry on the cold, dirt floor and Dudley sleeping on a sofa. Harry has drawn a birthday cake that reads, Happy Birthday Harry. Harry looks at Dudley's watch, which beeps noon. Harry: [to himself] "Make a wish, Harry." Y/n: "Here." Y/n hands Harry a bracelet she made. Harry: "Thanks Y/n." he blows the "candles" on the drawn birthday cake. Suddenly, the door thumps, in sync with the thunder flashing. Harry jumps. The door thumps again and Dudley and Harry jump up and back away. Harry hides behind a wall, and Dudley cowers on a windowsill. Petunia and Vernon appear, with Vernon holding a double-barrel gun. Vernon: "Who's there? Ahh!" The door bangs again and then falls, 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. Y/n: "Cool!" 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. Y/n: "Awesome!" Hagrid: "I haven't seen you since you was a baby, Y/n. I can immediately recognise your blu' hair. Boy, I haven't seen you since you was a baby, Harry, but you're a bit more along than I would have expected. Particularly 'round the middle!" Dudley: "I-I-I'm not Harry." Harry reveals himself. Harry: "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 Harry the cake] Words and all. Heh." Harry opens the box and sees a  cake, which reads "Happee Birdae Harry" in green frosting. Harry: "Thank you!" Hagrid: "It's not every day that your young man and 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. Harry: [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." Harry: "Sorry, no." Y/n: "Ummm. It's a boarding school that teaches magic." Hagrid: "No? Blimey, Harry, didn't you ever wonder where your mum and dad learned it all?" Y/n: "Almost dying?" Harry: "Learned what?" Hagrid: "You're a wizard, Harry." Harry looks confused. Harry: "I-I'm a what?" Hagrid: "A wizard. And a thumping good one at that, I'd wager. Once you train up a little." Harry: "No, you've made a mistake. I can't be...a-a wizard. I mean, I'm just... Harry. Just Harry." Y/n: "Harry, just take the excuse to leave." Hagrid: "Well, just Harry. Did you ever make anything happen? Anything you couldn't explain when you were angry or scared? [Harry softens his expression] Ah." Y/n: "I committed defenestration!" Dudley whimpers. Hagrid hands Harry the same letter that has been sent in the past while. Harry opens it. Harry: "Dear, Mr. Potter. We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts' School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Y/n: "Oh, my says the same!" Harry: "Yay!" Vernon: [to Hagrid] "They'll not be going! We swore when we took them in, we'd put a stop to this rubbish!" Harry: "You knew? You knew all along and you never told us?" Y/n: "Oh, I just looked into their memories to find out." Hagrid: "You can do that?" Y/n: "Can't anyone?" Hagrid: "That's a very rare special gift, best not to let anyone know about it." Petunia: "Of course, we knew. How could you not be? My perfect sister being who she was. Oh, my mother and father were so proud the day she got her letter. We have a witch in the family. Isn't it wonderful? I was the only one to see her for what she was. A freak! And then she met that Potter, and then she had you, and I knew you'd be just the same, just as strange, just as ... abnormal. And then, if you please, she went and got herself blown up. And we got landed with you two." Harry: [to Petunia, angrily] "Blown up? You told us our parents died in a car crash!" Hagrid: "A car crash? A car crash kill James and Lily Potter?" Petunia: "We had to tell him something." Hagrid: "It's an outrage! It's a scandal!" As the Dursleys argue with Hagrid, no one, including Harry, is noticing Dudley taking Harry's cake away. Y/n: "Dudley!" Dudley jumps. Vernon: "He'll not be going! Neither will Y/n." Hagrid: "Oh, and I suppose a great Muggle like yourself's going to stop him, are you?" Harry: "Muggle?" Y/n: "No-maj." Harry: "No-Maj?" Hagrid: [to Harry, calmly] "Non-magic folk." Y/n: "No-Maj makes more sense." Hagrid immediately draws his attention back to Vernon and Petunia in anger. Hagrid: "These kids had their names down ever since they was born!" As Hagrid was talking, Dudley was munching on Harry's cake. Hagrid: "He's going to the finest school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world, and he'll be under the finest headmaster that Hogwarts has ever seen: Albus Dumbledore." Harry smiles upon hearing Dumbledore's name. Vernon: "I will not pay for some crackpot old fool to teach him magic tricks!" Hagrid whips out his umbrella and points it at Vernon, threateningly. Hagrid: "Never, insult Albus Dumbledore, in front of me." Hagrid finally sees Dudley eating Harry's cake, and aims his umbrella at his rear. He fires a magic spark at it, causing a grey tail to grow. Dudley: "Ahh!" The Dursleys shriek in both fright and horror, as they run off out of sight. Harry laughs at this, and so does Hagrid. Y/n smirks. Hagrid: "Oh, um, I'd appreciate if you didn't tell anyone at Hogwarts about that. Strictly speaking, I'm not allowed to do magic." Y/n: "I'll take it to my grave." Harry: [Nods] "Okay." Hagrid: [checks his pocket watch] "Ooh, we're a bit behind schedule. Best be off." Y/n follows carrying her pets. They go off to the door, and Hagrid pulls it down again, before stepping out. He turns to Harry. Hagrid: "Unless you'd rather stay, of course. Hmm?" He walks out. Harry grins, looks back in the direction where the Dursleys are gone, and grins again, before grabbing his jacket and joining Hagrid on their journey to London. The next day, in the streets of London. Y/n, Harry, and Hagrid are in the underground tube. Harry: [reading the list] "First-year students will require: three sets of work robes, and one wand." He turns to Hagrid. Hagrid: "Essential bit of equipment, Harry." Harry: "One pair of dragon-hide gloves. [he turns to Hagrid again] Hagrid, do they mean for a real dragon?" Hagrid: "Well, they don't mean for a penguin, do they? Heh. Crikey, but not a dragon." Y/n: "Did they live a long fulfilling life?" Hagrid: "Yeah." Harry: "But you like a dragon?" Hagrid: "Fast and misunderstood beasts, Harry. Fast and misunderstood." He suddenly eyes a woman and then he nods. The woman returns to reading her paper. Harry: "All students must be equipped with...one standard size two pewter cauldron and may bring if they desire either an owl, a cat or a toad. Could we find all this in London?" Y/n: "B-But what about my pets?" Hagrid: "I am sure that they can make an exception." Hagrid: "If you know where to go." They walk towards a corner store and as they get closer, the sign above it has "The Leaky Cauldron" magically appearing. They enter the Leaky Cauldron. There was music and several patrons that are speaking to each other. Tom: "Ah, Hagrid! The usual, I presume?" Hagrid: "No thanks, Tom. I'm on official Hogwarts business today. Just helping young Harry and Y/n here buy their school supplies." Tom: "Bless my soul. It's Harry and Y/n Potter." The pub immediately goes silent and everyone notices. A man comes up and shakes Harry's hand. Man: "Welcome back, Mr. Potter, welcome back." A young woman shakes Y/n's hand. Woman: "Ms. Potter. It's a pleasure." Y/n: "The pleasure is mine." A witch comes up and shakes Harry's hand, as well. Witch: "Doris Crockford, Mr. Potter. I can't believe I'm meeting you at last." A man in robes with a turban on his head appears. It is Professor Quirrell. Quirrell: "Harry P-potter. C-can't tell you how pleased I am to meet you." Hagrid: "Hello, Professor. I didn't see you there. Harry, this is Professor Quirrell. He'll be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts." Y/n: "Is that necessary?" Y/n is staring at Quirrell. Y/n: "I don't need the subject I can defend myself just fine." Y/n stares harder trying to access his mind. Harry: "Oh, nice to meet you." He puts out his hand, offering a handshake with Quirrell. But he looks at Harry's head and hesitatingly refuses. Quirrell: "F-fearfully fascinating subject. N-not that you need it, e-eh, Potters? Heheh." Y/n: "Correct. I don't need to worry. I'd rather have someone live their own fear than fight. It's easier to escape when they're trapped in their own mind." Hagrid: "Yes, well, must be going now. Lots to buy. Heh." Harry: "Goodbye." The three leave into a backroom winery in front of a brick wall. Hagrid: "See, Harry, you're famous!" Harry: "But why am I famous, Hagrid? All those people back there, how is it they know who I am?" Hagrid: "I'm not exactly sure I'm the right person to tell you that, Harry." He taps the brick wall clockwise with his umbrella. The blocks then magically shift and open up to reveal a hidden, busy street called Diagon Alley. Y/n: "Huh." Hagrid: "Welcome, Harry, to Diagon Alley." Harry grins broadly as they step into the street and walk down it. An owl screeches. Hagrid: "Here's where you'll get your quills and ink, and over there all your bits and bobs for doing your wizardry." Harry is amazed as they pass by shops and owls and bats. Y/n notices a broom store, where a group of boys is crowded around a shiny broom. Boy: "It's a world-class racing broom. Look at it, it's the new Nimbus 2000! It's the fastest model yet." Y/n: "I bet I can fly faster than one of those things." Harry: "Y/n!"