Annabel Potter - WTM

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[It is night time 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.]

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 and emerald robes. There are footsteps and Minerva McGonagall is revealed.]

The Marauders, Annabel, Theo and Blaise all scream "MINNIE!" while she just glares at them, trying not to smile.

McGonagall: Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumors true, Albus? Are Lily and James really gone?

Dumbledore: I'm afraid so, Professor. 

[Tears form in her eyes as she hears the devastating news about two of her favourite students]

Not a sound is heard from the hall until people start crying. Sirius, Marlene and Mary burst into tears while Alice and Remus try to comfort and reassure them. Lily and James are as still as statues until the movies carries on.

McGonagall: And the girl?

Dumbledore: Hagrid is bringing her.

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

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

"Just not our secrets," the golden trio chorus, Hagrid blushing and hiding behind his beard.

[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 THAT" is heard from Sirius while Remus puts his head in his hands, scared of the chaos he could cause with it.

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 her. There you go.

[Hagrid hands a baby wrapped in a bundle over to Dumbledore.]

McGonagall: Albus, do you really think it's safe, leaving her with these people? I've watched them all day. They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are...

Dumbledore: They're the only family she has.

[They stop outside a house which is 4 Privet Drive.]

McGonagall: The girl will be famous. There won't be a child in our world who doesn't know her name.

Dumbledore: Exactly. She's better off growing up away from all that. Until she is ready.

[Dumbledore places the baby on the ground slowly. Hagrid sniffles, he is sobbing a little. He clears his throat.]

Dumbledore: There, there, Hagrid. It's not really goodbye, after all.

[Hagrid nods. Dumbledore takes a letter and places it on the baby, who is now at the foot of the door.]

Dumbledore: Good luck... Annabel Potter.