The Truth About Wizards ;; ʷᵃᵗᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵛⁱᵉˢ

Diagon Alley

The next day, in the streets of London. Aurora, Harry and Hagrid are in the underground tube. Harry is reading the list with Aurora looking over his shoulder and screwing her eyebrows together. "First year students will require: three sets of work robes, one wand." 
"Essential bit of equipment, that is," The man stated.

Harry's eyebrows nitted in confusion, "One pair of dragon-hide gloves?"
Aurora, turns to Hagrid again, "Hagrid, do they mean for a real dragon?"
Hagrid chuckled, "Well, they don't mean for a penguin, do they? Heh. Crikey, but not a dragon."
"But you like dragons?" Harry questioned,
"Vastly misunderstood beasts, Potters. Vastly misunderstood."

The next scene, Hagrid and the twins are walking down the streets. Harry continues to read aloud, "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?"

Hagrid grinned widely, "If you know where to go."

"You're going to Diagon Alley!!" James cheered bouncing around not noticing the beautiful smile that shone over Lily's face as he approached their children. Their children. God she just thought that.

James ruffled his hands through both the twins hair simultaneously as they both lunged at him moving their hands into his equally messy hair as the group of Potter's ending up in a laughing lump on the floor Lily standing over them somewhat disapproving but completely and utterly loving.

"Up. All of you," she spoke plainly and in a matter of seconds there were 3 Potters in line in front of her all their hair defying the laws of physics as they mock saluted at the ginger in front of her.

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.

A little man in a top hat was talking to the oldbartender, who was quite bald and looked like a toothless walnut. Thelow buzz of chatter stopped when they walked in. Everyone seemed to knowHagrid; they waved and smiled at him, and the bartender reached for aglass, saying, "The usual, Hagrid?"

"Can't, Tom, I'm on Hogwarts business," said Hagrid, clapping one of his greathands on Harry's shoulder and the other onto Aurora's and making theirknees buckle."Good Lord," said the bartender, peering at them, "is this - can thisbe -?"The Leaky Cauldron had suddenly gone completely still and silent.

"The Leaky Caldron is never silent." Sirius spoke ....siriusly. His face was as straight as possible and features suddenly unreadable not a trace of confidence nor fear on his face.

"What on earth made you two that special for that occurrence," Regulus said finishing off his brothers thought, just like when they were little they're eyes met in a split second before they forced them back to the screen.

"Bless my soul," whispered the old bartender, "The Potters... what an honor." He hurried out from behind the bar, rushed toward Harry and seized his hand, tears in his eyes. "Welcome back, Potters, welcome back." 

Then there was a great scraping of chairs and the next moment, the twins found themselves shaking hands with everyone in the Leaky Cauldron."Doris Crockford, Mr. Potter, can't believe I'm meeting you at last." 
"So proud, Mr. Potter, I'm just so proud."

"Always wanted to shake your hand - I'm all of a flutter."
"Delighted, Potters"

A pale young man made his way forward, very nervously, a turnban wrapped around his head. One of his eyeswas twitching."Professor Quirrell!" said Hagrid. "Harry, Professor Quirrell will beone of your teachers at Hogwarts.""P-P-Potter," stammered Professor Quirrell, "c-can't t-tell you how p- pleased I am to meet you."