The Chosen Two (Harry Potter X Reader) Years 1-7

Chapter 2

Third person p.o.v.

Harry reads the letters while they are on a subway, "All students must be equipped with...one standard size two pewter cauldron and may bring if they desire either an owl, a cat or a toad. Can we find all this in London?"

"If you know where to go."

They go to a corner store and enter, The Leaky Cauldron. A barkeep, greets Hagrid "Ah, Hagrid! The usual, I presume?"

"No thanks, Tom. I'm on official Hogwarts business today. Just helping young Harry here buy his school supplies."

"Bless my soul. It's Harry Potter."

The pub goes silent. A man comes up and shakes Harry's hand. "Welcome back, Mr. Potter, welcome back."

A witch comes up and shakes Harry's hand, as well. "Doris Crockford, Mr. 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. "Harry P-potter. C-can't tell you how pleased I am to meet you."

"Hello, Professor. I didn't see you there. Harry, this is Professor Quirrell. He'll be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts." Hagrid introduces.

"Oh, nice to meet you." Harry puts out a hand but Quirrell refuses

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

"Yes, well, must be going now. Lots to buy. Heh." Hagrid excuses themselves.

"Good-bye." Harry says as they walk away.

The two leave into a back room winery in front of a brick wall. "See, Harry, you're famous!" Hagrid says encouragingly.

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

"I'm not exactly sure I'm the right person to tell you that, Harry." Hagrid taps the brick wall clockwise with his umbrella. The blocks shift and open up to reveal a hidden, busy street. "Welcome, Harry, to Diagon Alley."

Harrygrins broadly as they step into the street and walk down it. An owl screeches.

Your p.o.v.

As I hear the wall start to move I climb up to the top of some crates and wait. I Hear my dad say, "Welcome, Harry, to Diagon Alley."

A raven hair boy steps out and an owl screeches. I wait until my dad comes out from behind the wall and I jump on him, sliding to his back, slightly shouting, "Dad! I have been waiting for hours."

"Alright now get down before ye fall."

"Aw okay..." I say scooting myself over to one of his arms before dropping.

"Harry, this is (Y/n). (Y/n), This is Harry."

I smile and wave and he waves. We start walking as Hagrid explains some things "Here's where you'll get your quills and ink, and over there all your bits and bobs for doing your wizardry."

Me and Harry are amazed as we pass by shops and owls and bats. "But, Hagrid, how am I to pay for all this? I haven't any money." I smile and try not to laugh.

"Well there's your money, Harry. Gringotts, the Wizard Bank. T'aint no place safer."

"except perhaps Hogwarts." I say confidently.

"She's got a point there."

Inside the bank, we walk down the shiny aisle, passing tiny creatures working.