Mikaelsons Family

Diagon Alley

[The next day, in the streets of London.]

(Extended Version)

[Harriet and Hagrid are in the underground tube.]

Harriet: [reading the list] First year students will require: three sets of work robes, one wand. [She turns to Hagrid]

Hagrid: Essential bit of equipment, Harriet.

Harriet: One pair of dragon-hide gloves. [She turns to Hagrid again] Hagrid, do they mean for a real dragon?

Hagrid: Well, they don't mean a penguin, do they? Heh. Crikey, I'd love a dragon.

Harriet: You'd like a dragon?

Hagrid: Vastly misunderstood beasts, Harriet. Vastly misunderstood. [He suddenly eyes a woman and then he nods. The woman returns to reading her paper.]

Kol : so dragons are really real
Harriet : yes
Caroline: so cool

(Normal Version)

[The next scene, Hagrid and Harriet are walking down the streets.]

Harriet: All students must be equipped with... one standard size 2 pewter cauldron and may bring, if they desire, either an owl, a cat, or a toad. Could we find all this in London?

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 helpin' young Harriet here buy her school supplies.

Tom: Bless my soul. It's Harriet Potter!

Sirius : wow I never seen that pub go silent even though we tried to get them to be silent

Harriet grins..

[The pub immediately goes silent and everyone notices. A man comes up and shakes Harriet's hand.]

Man: Welcome back, Ms. Potter. Welcome back.
[A witch comes up and shakes Harriet's hand, as well.]

Witch: Doris Crockford, Ms. 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: Harriet P-potter. C-can't tell you how p-pleased I am to meet you.

Hagrid: Hello, Professor. I didn't see you there. Harriet, this is Professor Quirrell. He'll be yer Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts.

Harriet: Oh, nice to meet you. [puts out her hand, offering a handshake with Quirrell. But he looks at Harriet's head and hesitatingly refuses]

Harriet: I can't believe that i didn't see that

Quirrell: F-fearfully f-fascinating subject. N-not that you need it, e-eh, Potter? Heheh.

Hagrid: Yes, well, mus' be goin' now. Lots to buy. Heh-heh-heh.

Harriet: Goodbye.

[The two leave into a back room winery in front of a brick wall.]

Hagrid: See, Harriet? You're famous!

Harriet: But why am I famous, Hagrid? All those people back there, how is it they know who I am?

Hagrid: I'm not sure I'm exactly the right person to tell you that, Harriet. [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.] Welcome, Harriet, to Diagon Alley. [Harry grins broadly as they step into the street and walk down it. An owl screeches.] Here's where yeh'll get yer quills and yer ink, and over there all yer bits and bobs fer doing yer wizardry.

[Harriet is amazed as they pass by shops and owls and bats. The camera pans on a broom store, where a group of boys are crowded around a shiny broom.]

Girl: It's a world class racing broom.

Boy 1: Wow! Look at it! The new Nimbus 2000!

Boy 2: It's the fastest model yet. [the camera pans to see the broom's model name on the handle]