Chapter 3

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He frowns and I stand up, I walk out. I go and stand near the window. I listen to them speak but I think about what could have happen if I would have been here for my parents.

"First, and understand this, Harry, 'cause it's very important. Not all wizards are good. Some of them go bad. A few years ago, there was one wizard who went as bad as you can go. And his name was V-...his name was V-..."

"Maybe if you wrote it down?"

"No, I can't spell it. All right. Voldermort."

"Voldermort?"

"Shh!!"

"It was dark times, Harry, dark times."

I heard him get silent for a bit, I guess they were checking for my reaction.

"Voldermort started to gather some followers, brought 'em over to the dark side. Anyone that stood up to him ended up dead. Your parents fought against him, but nobody lived once he decided to kill 'em."

"What does this have to do with Alexis"

I turn around and walked over to them, I sat back down in my seat and they looked at me.

"Our family were friends, way before we were born. They met at hogwarts and that where my father met my mother. The night he came to kill your family, me and my father were there. I was still a child like you but I understood what was happening."

"Me? Voldemort tried to kill...me?"

"Harry listen, my father tried to protect us and he did but our parents lost their lives. That's what your scar is and that what my snake Mark is."

"What do you mean"

I look at hagrid and he frowns, he turns to my brother and I look at my food.

"Yes. That ain't no ordinary cut on your forehead, Harry. A mark like that only comes from being touched by a curse...and an evil curse at that."

"What happened to...to You-Know-Who?"

"Well, some say he died. Codswallop in my opinion. Nope, I reckon he's out there, still, too tired to go on. But one thing's absolutely certain. Something about you stumped him that night. That's why you're famous. That's why everybody knows your name. You're the boy who lived."

"So what does me living have to do with your Mark."

"My mark protected me, I wasn't suppose to live Harry. You are special but my mark kept me alive and now my job is to protect you."

I calm myself down and the snake slowly starts to come to life. It slithers down my arm and onto the table.

"I'm a special kind of wizard, I'm the only one I know of that can do this kind of thing."

"What about you turning into a wolf."

"Their called Animagus wizards, most wizards don't learn to do that but if you do it usually isn't until year 3 or 4."

He shakes his head and I smile at him.
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King's Cross Station. Up on a crossing bridge, Harry, with his cart of his baggage, equipment and Hedwig, walk beside Hagrid. I walk with my owl and robes. A couple look at Hagrid, suspiciously.

"What're you looking at?"

We stop and He then checks watch. I turn to Harry and smile.

"Blimey, is that the time? Sorry, Harry, I'm gonna have to leave you. Dumbledore'll be wanting his- well, he'll be wanting to see me. Now, uh, your train leaves in 10 minutes. Here are your tickets."

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