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The next morning, I feel almost normal.
Except for my arm. It needs more healing than a normal break, as I went through more after it broke.
"Madam Pomfrey?" I ask. "Can I go to the feast?"
"Professor Dumbledore says you are to be allowed to go. You and your brother."
Yay!
"And you have another visitor."
It's Hagrid!
Hagrid comes in and plops into the seat in between Harry and I's beds.
He bursts into tears.
"It's-all-my-ruddy-fault!" He sobs, "I told the evil git how ter get past Fluffy! I told him! It was the only thing he didn't know an' I told him! Yeh could've died! All fer a dragon egg! I'll never drink again! I should be chucked out an' made ter live as a muggle!"
"Hagrid," Harry says. "Hagrid he'd have found out somehow-"
"Yeah, This is Voldemort we're talking about, he would've found out another way-"
"Yeh could've died!" He sobs. "An' don't say the name-"
"VOLDEMORT!" Harry and I bellow at the same time.
Hagrid is so shocked and he stops crying.
"We've met him, and we're calling him by his name," I say. "'Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself'."
"Please cheer up, Hagrid, "Harry says. "We saved the Stone, it's gone, he can't use it. Here, have a chocolate frog, I've got loads-"
Aha! I know just the prank. Not bad, good.
"Hagrid," I suddenly say. "When you go, can you send in Fred and George?"
"Sure," He mumbles.
Here we go.
"Anyway, I got a present for yeh's," Hagrid says.
"It's not a sandwich is it?" Harry asks.
I giggle.
"Nah," he says. "Dumbledore gave me the day off ter fix it. He shoulda sacked me instead-anyway, I got yeh's this..."
He gets out a leather book. I take it and open it, Harry looking over my shoulder.
It's got heaps of moving photos of-
"Our parents," Harry whispers.
"Sent owls off ter all yeh parents' old school friends, askin' fer photos...knew yeh's didn't have any...d'yeh like it?"
"I love it Hagrid! Dad only gave me one photo after I found out that I'm a Potter."
"Oh yeah, that reminds me. Sarah," Hagrid says. "Dumbledore wanted me ter give yeh this," He hands me a small, heart-shaped, golden locket with swirls on it.
I open it. I gasp. It has two pictures on either side. One with Dad and Harry, the other with me and Mum.
"It's beautiful," I say.
I put it on.
"I will wear it forever."
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Harry and I are finally walking down to the end-of-year feast after Madam Pomfrey fussing over us, insisting on a last check-up.
"Finally we're out!" I say.
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Sarah Potter (book 1)
Fanfiction*Book 2 posted*. Sarah is the twin sister of Harry Potter. After Voldemort's downfall, Sarah was sent to her God-Parents: Remus and Amelia Lupin with their daughter Bonnie. Sarah and Bonnie grew up as twins in the wizarding world until their 11th b...
