Devil's Child (Harry Potter x Reader Years 1-4) (ON HOLD)

~The Leaky Cauldron~

y/n pov

I left Harry in his very depressing room to return to my cozy one. I felt bad leaving him at the Dursleys. I've always hated it. Of course all dreams need to end at some point, right? I came in through my window once again and set my broom next to my white dresser with some colorful stains on it.

My mom entered the room and asked me to sit down. "I need to tell you that I'm going to be busy all week so I won't be able to take you to Diagon Alley. I have talked to Headmaster Dumbledore and he told me the Hogwarts gamekeeper is going to pick you up around 4 am," my mother said slightly disappointed. I looked confused and wondered why 4 am. "The gamekeeper's already on his way to Harry's to pick him up. You'll be going with Harry," she added before quickly leaving the room.

As disappointed as I was that my mom couldn't take me to Diagon Alley, I was extremely excited to be going with Harry. I sat at my window looking outside for another 45 minutes before putting on my pajamas. I didn't realize how tired I was until I drifted off in my slumber seconds after I had lay down.

Harry pov

I couldn't stop thinking about y/n and her beautiful e/c eyes. Her h/l h/c flowing in the wind as we flew across London. Even though I saw her a week earlier she just seems different. 

I was snapped out of my trance when a large thud echoed in the house. "Sorry 'bout that," said a voice. I went downstairs to see a man about 8 feet tall. "Woah," I gasped. My uncle Vernon came downstairs carrying a rifle with his sausage like fingers. His pig like figure was trembling at the sight of this large man.

"Hello Harry! You've grown a lot since the last time I saw you. Particularly right in the middle," the man said in a cheery voice looking at Dudley who must've come downstairs before I did. "I'm n-not Harry," stuttered a terrified Dudley. "I am," I came out from behind the wall of the staircase. "Well of course ya are!" boomed the large man. "Rubeus Hagrid. Gamekeeper of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, of course you already know all about that, " he introduced himself. He had a bushy beard and a messy mane of hair on his head. 

I shook my head. As much as I've heard about and learned about magic and Hogwarts from y/n I never really knew much about it. "Blimey, Harry! Haven't you ever wondered where your parents learned it all?" Hagrid asked slightly confused. "Learned what?" was all I could say. "Yer a wizard, Harry," whispered Hagrid loud enough so everyone could hear. "You'll be attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with the finest headmaster in the history of Hogwarts. Albus Dumbledore," Hagrid continued. 

"NO!" intercepted uncle Vernon, "I will not have an old fool teach him magic tricks!" Hagrid looked taken aback at first. He then got up, nose to nose, with uncle Vernon and spat, "No one insults Professor Dumbledore in front of me." He turned and saw Dudley eating my cake. He pointed his umbrella at him and a small curly pig tail popped out. I couldn't help but snicker as uncle Vernon and aunt Petunia started screaming at the sight.  "Don't tell anyone about that. I'm not really supposed to be doing magic," admitted the friendly half-giant.

"Welp, you ready to go?" "Go where?" I asked Hagrid. "To pick up yer supplies o' course," Hagrid stated. "We do need to make a quick stop before hand but I don't think you'll mind." I just stood there frozen. I didn't know how to take it all in. "Unless you'd rather stay here o' course," offered Hagrid. I bolted towards the door not wanting to spend another day with the Dursleys. He chuckled a bit and we headed toward a black motorcycle with two extra compartments that could fit an average sized person each.

y/n pov

I woke up around 3:45 am. I managed to sleep for about an hour. I started collecting everything ready for the trip to Diagon Alley. I heard a loud roar outside my bedroom window and I turned to see Harry with a large, hairy man. I went downstairs with my belongings. I had my Gringotts key with me and a bag that carried some small essentials I might need at Diagon Alley. 

I sat in the black motorcycle on the opposite side of the large man. "Name's Rubeus Hagrid!" replied the half-giant. "Hi Hagrid! My name is y/n Jackson," I introduced myself. "I know what you're name is! Everyone does!" exclaimed Hagrid. I looked at him in confusion. I don't think he noticed because he started up the motorcycle again and we were off.

It took about 2 hours to get to our destination. We stepped into a dirty looking pub which had a sign that read "The Leaky Cauldron". It appeared once we got closer. Of course, I've been here before, but I never seemed to notice it. It was quite dark still considering it was 6 in the morning. "I have booked you 2 a room on the 2nd floor," explained Hagrid. "But Hagrid!" I whisper yelled, "All my stuff is back at home!" "Don't you worry 'bout that y/n. Yer stuff is already up there with a few of Harry's things," the half-giant said in a cheery tone. "B-but...my mom...s-she's," I stuttered. "She told me to take you here. You'll see her at Christmas I'm sure," Hagrid cut me off.

Why didn't she tell me, I would've said goodbye, I thought to myself. 

Me and Harry headed upstairs to get some sleep. As sleep deprived as I was I couldn't stop thinking about what Hagrid had said. I know what yer name is! Everyone does! After a few more minutes of thinking I fell asleep soundly in my bed.