Emma Longbottom

Chapter 2

" Emma! Hurry up. Hagrid will be here any moment."

"Coming Gran." I answer back.

A few minutes later I hear a knock on the door. I open it up to see the biggest man I have ever seen in my entire life.

"Well. Ye must be Emma. Me names is Hagrid, Rubeus Hagrid. I'm the keeper o' keys at 'ogwarts."

" Hello Hagrid" Gran says to him.

"Ms. Figg! Always a pleasure to see ya."

Arabella Figg is gran's real name. But she likes me to call her gran.

"Er, are ya ready ta get all yer stuff"

"Yes, but Mr.Hagrid can we get all of this in London?"

" Only if ya know where ta find it." is his answer.

And off we go into downtown London. After taking the bus (and earning a lot of stares from people) we arrive at a small pub that I think is called the Leaky Caldron. Hagrid steers us inside. We go in and Hagrid walks by a man who is staring at me. I quickly look away. I don't know why but I really hate when people look at me. It doesn't help that I have a scar on the back of my neck. I got it in the accident I was in as a baby. I quickly snap out of my daze to hear the bartender asking Hagrid if he wants his usual.

"Sorry Tom. Can't. I'm on official 'ogwarts business. Gotta get young Emma 'ear all 'er stuff."

"Merlins beard. It can't be Emma Longbottom!" says the man Hagrid calls Tom.

Whispers of "Emma Longbottom" go around the pub. I look at the floor which only confirms that it is me. I see some people looking at the back of my neck at the little star. Thankfully Hagrid tells them that it is me and steers me out the back door to a brick wall.

"Thank you."

"Fer what"

"What you did back there. You made them stop starring at me."

"Oh that. That was nothin'."

"But it wasn't."

Then I do something we both weren't aspecting. I hug him. And not one of those fake hugs. A real hug. Hagrid sniffs. Then he hugs me back.