Chapter 2: The Boy Who Lived

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I woke up to Hagrid slightly shaking me. While wiping the sleep from my eyes I looked around and saw that we were on an island in the pouring rain. I could see a boat sloshing around in the water. On closer inspection I could barely see a small two floor hut sitting in the middle of the island. I didn't understand why anyone would want to live here. The hut looked like it was just about ready to fall down and cave in on it's self.

Apparently Hagrid had been talking as I looked around because the next thing I knew Hagrid was waving his hand in front of my face and said "Did yeh hear any 'o tha'?" I shook my head and he just chuckled. He helped me out then sent the bike back to Hogwarts. I wondered why he sent it back, but kept to myself. As we walked to the house I got more and more nervous. I was about to meet the boy who lived. I was about to meet the boy that had destroyed the man that feared my father, and only my father.

We went right up to the front door and instead of knocking Hagrid knocked it right off of It's hinges. It even surprised me so much that I jumped. Hagrid said "Sorry abou' tha'." Then put the door back up into the door frame . There was a small boy sleeping on the couch when I walked in. He looked to be about my age and really... well... fat.

He didn't seem to be Harry so when two adults came running down the stairs I knew that they were really his parents. The man was fat too, he had a bushy mustache, and he was holding a rifle pointed at me. The woman was tall and skinny with dark hair.

I slowly raised my hands knowing he would shoot me if I moved too fast. Hagrid saw this then growled "You will not hurt her." He walked over to the short and stout man who I assumed was Mr. Dursley and bent his rifle towards the ceiling which caused it to shoot a hole through the roof.

I whistled then went about exploring the room. When I reached the trembling boy I could faintly hear Hagrid saying that Harry was a little plumper than he would have thought. Before anyone did anything else I asked "Does anyone else live in this house?" I had faintly heard a sixth set of breathing and if I was counting right there were only five of us.

After I asked I saw a tiny bit of movement in the corner of my eye. It was such a small amount no one else would have caught it. I turned and saw an outline of another boy in the shadows so before anyone could reply to my last question I asked "You must be the real Potter, not that umpalumpa behind me, but why are you in the shadows?" The question took him off guard I could see it in his eyes. I heard a strangled sort of sound coming from Mr. Dursley I held a hand up to silence him and motioned for Harry to talk.

 "I-I am Harry Potter, b-but how do you know me?" "How do we know you? Harry you're famous!" Hagrid started to explain about Hogwarts and how Harry's parents had died, but when Hagrid mentioned parents I couldn't help, but think about the dream that I had been having since I was little.

A man screamed down below then everything went quiet and soon enough a cloaked man blew the door down as a woman begged for him the spare her children.

He kept telling her to get out of the way, but she refused. A flash of green light filled my vision then the body of the woman was sitting lifeless on the floor.

the cloaked man pointed his wand at the two children in the crib and uttered two words...

"Avada Kedavra"

I usually woke up then, but sometime I would see just a little farther past to a man picking up the boy and leaving the girl.

I was brought back the Earth as Hagrid started talking about my father. "He will be going ter school under teh' bes' headmaster Hogwarts has ever seen, Albus Dumbledore..." Before he could finish the sentence Dursley shouted "I WILL NOT HAVE HIM GOING TO SCHOOL UNDER A CRACKPOT OLD FOOL TEACHING HIM MAGIC TRICKS!" as soon as he finished that sentence I was on him, but in a different form.

 My previously blue eyes had turned golden as I lunged at him and I had slowly turned into my animagus  form, a beautiful dark grey wolf. I was growling and the next second my voice rang out through the room.

"HOW DARE YOU SPEAK ABOUT MY FATHER THAT WAY YOU MUGGLE! HE IS GREATER THAN YOU'LL EVER BE!" When I had gone off on Vernon Hagrid had given Dudley a pig tail, then turned to me when he heard my tone of voice. " Katrina Dumbledore." He said it just loud enough for me to hear over the growling coming from my throat. I slipped away from him and changed back, while leaving my canines sharp and my eyes gold just to remind them of what I can do.

I could tell that Harry was staring at me while I watched the Dursleys flee the house. I knew Hagrid would tell me off for letting my emotions take control, but surprisingly enough he didn't.

I turned back to Harry and released my anger so that I didn't scare him. He had a hint of fear in his eyes, but it was mostly amazement. "We're going to have to sleep here tonight Hagrid." I smiled at him and said " Harry you can have the couch and I'll take the floor." Harry started to object, but I cut him off with a solid stare saying that I would not give in. The first time that I actually got a good look at him was while he was sleeping. Hagrid had given him his cloak while I used the thin blanket that Harry had earlier. Harry was thin and his wild black hair was the complete opposite of my easily tamed fiery red hair. His eyes were a vibrant green while mine were a stunning bright blue.

I eventually fell asleep to the sound of Hagrid's snores in the double bed and Harry's even breathing next to me. I had finally met Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived.

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