Doorstep Delivery

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[It is nighttime in Surrey, we see an owl on the street sign "PRIVET DRIVE" and the camera pans to the street with very identical looking brown bricked houses. The owl flies away and an elderly man with crimson robes and a long silvery white beard named Albus Dumbledore walks out of a forest near the street, past a tabby cat standing next to what looks like a shed. He takes out his deluminator and activates it. Dumbledore zaps all the light out of the lampposts. He puts away the device and a cat meows. Dumbledore looks down at the cat.]

Kol : I want that
Sirius : Sorry mate it's actually Harriet's now
Kol : please please give it to me sometime
Harriet(laughing) : sure

Dumbledore: I should have known that you would be here...Professor McGonagall.

[The cat silently looks at him, and the camera turns towards a wall. The cat's shadow turns into a woman with a tall hat and emerald robes. There are footsteps and Minerva McGonagall is revealed.]

Jeremy : woah how is she doing it?
Hermione : She is an Animagus
Elena : what is that?
Hermione : An Animagus is a witch or wizard who can transform at will into an animal.

Except the Hogwarts people other were stunned to find this information..

McGonagall: Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumors true, Albus?

Rebekah: what rumores?
Harriet : The day i become an a orphan and apparently my future husband was the cause of it

The Hogwarts crew : FUTURE HUSBAND?
Harriet: I didn't say this to you guys ? (while looking at the bronze and silver trio, the Weasley twins)
Draco : No you didn't
Harriet (laughed) : well surprise I'm getting married after completing Hogwarts

Ron, Hermione and Dumbledore were sitting in the seat face paled..

Dumbledore: I'm afraid so, Professor. The good, and the bad.

McGonagall: And the girl?

Dumbledore: Hagrid is bringing her.

McGonagall: Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?

Dumbledore: Ah, Professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life.

[There is a motor sound, and the two professors look up to see a flying motorcycle coming down from the air. It skids on the street and halts. A large man with shoulder length black hair and beard named Rubeus Hagrid takes off his goggles.]

Freya : what is that?
Ginny: that is hagrid. He is a half giant
Finn (interested) : Giant?
Pansy : yea we have different types of creatures
Bonnie : will mother nature allow this creatures to live
Tom (annoyed) : we have Hecate as our lady magic and she will allow all type of creatures and magic

Hagrid: Professor Dumbledore, Sir. Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore: No problems, I trust, Hagrid?

[There is a motor sound, and the two professors look up to see a flying motorcycle coming down from the air. It skids on the street and halts. A large man with shoulder length black hair and beard named Rubeus Hagrid takes off his goggles.]

Hagrid: Professor Dumbledore, Sir. Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore: No problems, I trust, Hagrid?

Hagrid: No, sir. Little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. Heh. Try not to wake him. There you go.

[Hagrid hands a baby wrapped in a bundle over to Dumbledore.]

Tom : aww baby you were so cute
Harriet (blushing) : shut up

McGonagall: Albus, do you really think it's safe, leaving her  with these people? I've watched them all day. They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are...

Dumbledore: The only family She has.

[They stop outside a house which is 4 Privet Drive.]

McGonagall: This girl will be famous. There won't be a child in our world who doesn't know her name.

Dumbledore: Exactly. She's better off growing up away from all that. Until She is ready.

[Dumbledore places the baby on the ground slowly. Hagrid sniffles, he is sobbing a little. He clears his throat.]

Dumbledore: There, there, Hagrid. It's not really goodbye, after all.

[Hagrid nods. Dumbledore takes a letter and places it on the baby, who is now at the foot of the door.]

Dumbledore: Good luck... Harriet Potter.

Harriet : Thanks I was needing it

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