I May have helped an Evil Wizard. (rewrite)

The giant in the room

"Where's the canon?" Dudley asked stupidly.

CRASH!

The door to the bedroom was kicked open. Vernon skidded into the room holding a rifle.

'So that was in that package. ' Harriet thought, crawling behind the sofa. Perhaps she could make an escape when no one was looking her way.

"Who's there? I warn you, I'm armed." Vernon shouted.

There was a pause. Then...
SMASH!
The door was off it's hinges. A giant of a man was standing in the doorway his face almost completely hidden by a shaggy mane of hair and a wild tangled beard. You could only just make out his eyes.

He squeezed his way into the hut , paused for a Moment to take in the Scene before him , then said ,"Sorry 'bout that."

Then he lifted the door back onto it's hinges as if it was the easiest thing in the world. The stranger offered an apologetic smile and strode over to the dusty pink Sofa. Harriet Held her breath. Was he a friend or a foe. He looked scary but didn't give off an agressive vibe. He sat down causing Dudley to squeak and run to hide behind his mother who was cowering behind uncle Vernon.

Harriet supressed a sneeze. She must have made some noise though, because the Giant turned around an spotted her. She gave him a small smile.

"Hello Harriet, last time I saw you, you were only a baby. You look a lot like your dad but you've got your mother's eyes." He said grinning. 

Vernon made a funny rasping noise.

"I demand that you leave at once sir,you are breaking and entering ." He said.

"Shut up, Dursley, you great prune. "Said the giant. He reached over the back of the sofa,jerked the gun out of Vernon's hands , bent it into a knot and tossed it into the corner of the room.

"Who are you? " Harriet asked curiously. Something told her that the giant was a safe person.

" Reubeus Hagrid, keeper of keys at Hogwarts. You'll know all about Hogwarts obviously." The giant stated matter of factly.

"Sorry, but I don't." Harriet said apologetically, starting to fidget. Was it bad that she didn't know what this 'Hogwarts' was.

"What? Did you never wonder where your parents learnt it all?" Hagrid looked at her with wide eyes.

"All what?" Harriet asked confused.

"ALL WHAT? NOW WAIT A SECOND! DURSLEY. DO YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT THIS GIRL-THIS GIRL! DOESN'T KNOW ANYTHING? " Hagrid leapt to his feet and rounded on Uncle Vernon.

"I know some things like maths and science. " Harriet said quietly feeling slightly offended but also not wanting to be rude.

Hagrid waved it off. "I meant about our world. My world. Your world. Your parents world. "

"What world?" Harriet was seriously confused now. Had her parents been in a cult or something?

"DURSLEY!"

Uncle Vernon muttered something along the lines of 'mimblewimble'. Hagrid stared at Harriet.

"You really don't know?" Hagrid looked horified.

"Sorry?"Harriet tried.

"Well then I guess I have to explain Things." Hagrid sighed and sat down again to begin.

Vernon found his voice.

"Stop there sir. I forbid you to tell her anything. "

A braver man would have cowered under the look Hagrid gave Vernon.

"You've kept it from her all these years. Someone has to tell her." Hagrid declared.

"Kept what from me?" Harriet asked.

"I forbid you to tell her. " Vernon bellowed.

"Harriet, you're a witch." Hagrid told her.

" That's not very nice." Harriet replied before she could bite her tongue.

"No I mean you have magic." Hagrid elaborated.

"What?" Harriet asked dumbly.

"Yes. As I recon it's about time you read your letter." Hagrid said handing her a parchment envelope.

Harriet took the letter and opened it it. She read it. She reread it. She read it again.

 Questions exploded in her head. She didn't know what to ask first. Hagrid pulled an owl from inside his overcoat and sent it off with a note in its beak. Harriet wondered how long the poor thing had been in there.

"So," she began timidly, "I have a place at a School for magic?"

"She's not going. " Vernon stated firmly.

"I'd like to see a great Muggle like you try to stop her." Hagrid retorted.

"We swore we would put a stop to that. We swore we would stamp that rubbish out of her. Witch, indeed," Petunia huffed.

"So she's not going! " Vernon snapped.

"If she wants to go she will go and a Muggle like you can't stop her." Hagrid fixed a glare on him.

"I AM NOT PAYING SOME CRACKPOT OLD FOOL TO TEACH HER MAGIC TRICKS!"

Vernons rage exploded. Hagrid leapt to his feet. Harriet made a move towards the door. Dudley attempted to jump ito his mothers arms.

"NEVER- INSULT- ALBUS - DUMBLEDORE -IN - FRONT OF ME!" Hagrid roared.

He brought the umbrella swishing down through the air to point at Dudley. There was a flash of violet and a squeal and the next second Dudley had a pigs tail. Harriet couldn't help it. She dissolved into a fit of laughter.

Vernon pulled Petunia and Dudley into another room immediately. They probably wouldn't show up for a while.

"Best Birthday yet!" she whispered to herself. Then she turned back to the giant. "That was amzing!" she said, "How did you do that?"

"Magic!" grinned the giant. Then, seriously, he said, "I'd appreciate it if you didn't  mention that at Hogwarts. I'm technically not allowed to do magic."

"I wont! I promise!" Harriet replied earnestly.

"Oh! Before I forget!" Hagrid exclaimed and pulled a squished box out of one of his coat pockets, "Happy Birthday, Harriet! Might have sat on it on my way here but I think it'll still be edible."

Harriet carefully untied the Ribbon on the box and lifted the lid. Inside was a squished chocolate cake with "Happy Birthday Harriet!" written on it in green icing.

Harriet felt a lump rise in her throat. She had gotten a birthday cake and a present. Sure, the cake was the present but still, it was more than she had ever dared hope for. She placed the box on the coffe table, hugged Hagrid as tightly as she could and mumbled a thank you, blinking back tears of happiness.

"You're welcome." Hagrid said patting her on the back, "'s not everyday you turn eleven."

Harriet sat down on the Sofa next to the giant.

"Can I ask about my parents?" she asked, "The Dursleys never talk about them."

"Figured you'd ask that," Hagrid said, "Go on then, ask away."