𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 | ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ ᴍᴀʟfᴏʏ

Chapter One ⚡️

On a neighbourhood on a street called Privet Drive, there was an owl, sitting on the street sign. All of a sudden, a mysterious, old man walked through a forest near the street. He stoped at the start of the street and took out a mechanical device and zaps all the light out of the lampposts. He puts away the device and a cat meows. The man, ALBUS DUMBLEDORE, looks down at the cat, which is a tabby and is sitting on a brick ledge.

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

The cat meows, and jumps off the wall. The cats shadow progressed into a human. There are footsteps and MINERVA MCGONAGALL is revealed.

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

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

McGonagall: And the twins?

Dumbledore: Hagrid is bringing  them.

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

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

There was a motor sound, and the two professors looked up to see a flying motorcycle coming down from the air. It skids on the street and halts. A large man, RUBEUS HAGRID, takes off his goggles.

Hagrid: Professor Dumbledore, Sir. Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore: No problems, I trust, Hagrid?

Hagrid: No, sir. The little tykes fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. Heh. Try not to wake them. There you go.

Hagrid hands two babies in a blanket over to Dumbledore and Mcgonagall.

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

Dumbledore: They're the only family they have.

They stop outside a house.

McGonagall: These twins will be famous. There wont be a child in our world who doesn't know their name.

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

Hagrid coughs and sniffles, he is crying. He clears his throat.

Dumbledore: There, there, Hagrid. It's not really good-bye, after all.

Hagrid nods. Dumbledore takes a letter and places it on the two babies, who are now at the foot of the door. Both babies have a visible lightning-bolt shaped scar on their foreheads.

Dumbledore: Good luck...Harry  and (Y/N) Potter.

With that they all turn away and appetite back to the school of Wizardry and Witchcraft.