Mischief - George Weasley

- Doorstep Delivery

Before we start I want to address the fact that I do NOT own Harry Potter as much as I would like to so the credits go to JK Rowling

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(It's currently nighttime in Surrey, there is an owl on the street sign that appears to say "PRIVET DRIVE" while the camera points to the street with incredibly identical looking brown bricked houses. The owl flies away as an elderly looking man with crimson robes and a long silvery white beard named Albus Dumbledore appears by walking out of a forest near the street, walking straight past what looks like a tabby cat and standing next to a shed. He takes out his deluminator and activates it. Dumbledore zaps all light out of the lampposts in the street and puts away the device. There is suddenly a meow coming from the cat and Dumbledore looks down at the cat.)

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

(The cat looks at him and the camera turns towards a wall, the cats shadow then turns into a woman with a tall hat and emerald robes. There are then footsteps which reveal Minerva McGonagall.)

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

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

McGonagall: And the boy and girl?

Dumbledore: Hagrid is bringing them.

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

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

(There then 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 then stops. A very large man with shoulder length black hair and beard named Rubeus Hagrid takes off his goggles.)

Hagrid: Professor Dumbledore, sir. Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore: No problems, I trust, Hagrid?

Hagrid: No sir. Little Harry fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol, however Amara is still awake. Try not to wake him. There you go. And be careful with her.

(Hagrid hands one baby that is known to be Harry over to Dumbledore, while he hands another little baby known to be Amara over to McGonagall. Both babies appear to be wearing stag pajamas.)

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

Dumbledore: Other than each other they are the only family they have.

(They eventually stop outside a house which happens to be 4 Privet Drive.)

McGonagall: These kids will be famous. There won't be a child in our world who doesn't know their names.

Dumbledore: Exactly. They are better off growing up away from all that. Until they are ready.

(Dumbledore and McGonagall place the babies 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 babies, who are now at the foot of the door and are clutching each other's hand.)

Dumbledore: Good luck... Harry and Amara Potter.

(Both babies have a lightning-bolt shaped scar on their foreheads. The camera slowly zooms towards the scars which glow brightly and they immediately flash, transitioning to a stormy cloud sky. The film's title (Harry and Amara Potter and the philosopher's stone) in metallic gold zooms out around the camera, and lightning flashes to brighten it up. Then, the lightning flashes engulf the screen, transitioning it to present time.)

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Authors note:
Ok I'm very sorry for not uploading on my other stories but I have a few in the works however for now enjoy this chapter on a new book. By the way for Amara's face claim I imagine her to be Danielle Rose Russell but you're welcome to imagine her as a different face claim if you'd like.