A man the size of a truck with a huge scruffy looking black beard and big eyes the size of big beetles burst through the double doors at the other end of the hall and points his tattered pink umbreller at Madam Harping, and as he did, the stick shot out of her hand.
"What do'yer think you're doin'?!" bellowed the giant at Madam Harping.
Her mouth froze open, starring at this man with her arms still in the air. "Well? Ya not gonner ansa?" he looked around the room to find all the other kids starring at him, "whatter' you all gawkin' at? Act like you ain't' seen a person before..." He came closer.
With my hands stinging with a bruising pain gaining, I got up and back away.
He stopped, "I ain't' gonner hurt ye'" he said sweetly.
Madam Harping came out of her frozen position and straightened up. "Who are you?" she said coldly, voice like ice.
"Who am I?" said the giant, "me name's Rubius Hagrid. And who might you be? Or more ta the fact, who do yer think you are? Hittin' a child like tha! I ought to turn ya into a pig!" he said angrily
"A pig?!" i said shocked "how do you do that?!"
"Oh, right. Well in this world I can't, it's against the rules" he rolled his eyes
"In this world? Rules? What- ?"
"Right, ya don't know. I fergot. Step outside with me will yer?"
I looked up at Madam Harping and back at the strange man and then followed him out. Madam Harping hesitated but then also followed. She shut the doors behind us and it was the three of us alone in the corridor.
"You're a wizard!" he beamed
"Are you crazy or something?" I chuckled rubbing my hands, "a wizard... You can't be serious"
"Oh I am. Although, I wouldn't be surprised if yer didn't know. Your brother didn't either. How'dyer both end up with such terrible homes?" he says
"Are you- ? Are you taking the piss or something? I ain't' got a brother, I ain't' got a family either."
"Oh yer do! Hold on, lemme' show yer!" he ruffles in and out of his coat and finally manages to dig out a crumbled piece of paper, "Dumbledore, wanted me to show you this" he smiles
"Dumbledore?" i say as i unfold the tattered piece of paper, "funny name..." It's a photo of a man with brown hair and glasses holding a baby girl and a beautiful woman with green eyes like mine and soft ginger hair carrying a baby boy. I recognize them both from my dreams, and i know who they are.
"Mum?" I swallow, "dad?". I'm all choked up. I shake my head about, "this doesn't prove anything!" i shove the picture into the Hagrids fat belly.
"Aint' surprised. Dumbledore also wrote ya this letter..." he hands me the piece of folded parchment. I sigh as i take it from him, "who's Dumbledore?"
The letter reads:
Dear Anora,
You must be confused as to why Hagrid is here, and what he has told you, and why you have received this letter. All will be revealed as you continue reading.
That was your family in the photo. You are a wizard and you come from a world of wizards, too. Hagrid has arrived at your home today to bring you to a place called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where you will learn how to use magic, and control it. It's all very exciting. We do regret that we have unfortunately come to you 4 years late. It was strangely difficult to find you. Your twin, Harry, however, was much easier to find and was right were we left him 16 years ago at your uncle and aunts in Surrey. He is already enrolled to the school, so you will be reunited again. We do, of course, wish you would have met sooner, and under better circumstances.
Anora, your brother is a great wizard, and you shall be too, if you accept our invitation to join us at our beloved school. I'm sure Hagrid has told you all about him. I must tell you that he too has no awareness that he has a relative, and it is vital that he does not find out from you. It will all be explained clearer to you once you arrive and settle into your new house.
This decision is just one of the many crossroads to your destiny. There comes a time in everyone's life to choose what is right and what is easy.
We sincerely hope you choose to join here at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and I look forward to meeting you once again.
Kind regards,
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore,
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
This didn't make any sense. But either way it said that I have a brother, and parents! I have to go. Whether it's true or not I owe it to myself to at least try and find answers. I need to know everything. Besides, anywhere is better than here.
I packed my things in a single bag. I never realised I how little belongings I have.
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Harry Potter and the last Potter (fanfic)
FanfictionMaria was raised in an orphanage in London and had always believed there was something special about her. She suffers from terrible nightmares about a green flashing light killing her parents and dreams of having a family. To her surprise, a giant h...
