Anxiety [hp]

- 1.1

[It is nighttime in Surrey, we see an owl on the street sign "PRIVET DRIVE" and the camera pans to the street with very identical looking brown bricked houses. The owl flies away and an elderly man with crimson robes and a long silvery white beard named Albus Dumbledore walks out of a forest near the street, past a tabby cat standing next to what looks like a shed. He takes out his deluminator and activates it. Dumbledore zaps all the light out of the lampposts. He puts away the device and a cat meows. Dumbledore looks down at the cat.]

"Minnie!" the marauders yelled at the screen.

"Boys, how many time have I told you not to call me that?" McGonagall asked slightly scolding the boys.

"I don't know, how many times have we called you that?" Sirius smirked causing her to slightly roll her eyes.

Dumbledore: I should have known that you would be here...Professor McGonagall.

[The cat silently looks at him, and the camera turns towards a wall. The cat's shadow turns into a woman with a tall hat. There are footsteps and Minerva McGonagall is revealed.]

"It really doesn't get old." Ron whispered, and those who heard nodded their head.

McGonagall: Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumors true, Albus?

"Rumors?" Lily asked straightening up.

Dumbledore: I'm afraid so, Professor. The good, and the bad.

McGonagall: And the boy?

Dumbledore: Hagrid is bringing him.

McGonagall: Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?

The golden quartet stated, "I would trust Hagrid with my life." The giant smiles at the statement.

"Just not our secrets." The dynamic duo, Jasper and Avery whispered .

Dumbledore: Ah, Professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life.

McGonagall: And what about the other on? Black's son?

Dumbledore: With his blood relatives. Narcissia came as soon as she received Mrs. Black's patronus.

"What happened?" Destiny asked knowing Dumbledore was talking about her and Jasper.

[There is a motor sound, and the two professors look up to see a flying motorcycle coming down from the air. It skids on the street and halts. A large man with shoulder length black hair and beard named Rubeus Hagrid takes off his goggles.]

"I WANT ONE!" James and Sirius yelled.

"NO!" Mia, Lily and Remus yelled.

"Don't worry dad, that was yours." Jasper explained.

"Was? Damn I'm an idiot." Sirius facepalmed.

Destiny rubbed his arms in comfort and said, "At least you're aware."

Hagrid: Professor Dumbledore, Sir. Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore: No problems, I trust, Hagrid?

Hagrid: No, sir. Little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. Heh. Try not to wake him. There you go.