6 August, 1991
"Harry will you come to Diagon Alley with me, I have some work there so we will accompany each other"
"Yes Sir."
Harry followed Dumbledore to his office and flooed, which Harry learned was not a pleasant feeling. "Why are wizarding transports dizzing?."
Dumbledore chuckled "They are not uncomfortable they just have a learning curve, now Harry let's get some money. But first let me put a disillusion charm on us so we may not cause a public frenzy."
Then, he followed Dumbledore through the crowd to a building guarded by strange creatures which were called 'Goblins' in a book. Dumbledore gave a goblin a key and the goblin led him to a vault while Dumbledore went on to another vault.
The vault opened "Is this all mine!" He exclaimed.
"Yes Mr. Potter This is all the gold potters had around 126,000 galleons few hundred Knuts and sickles. this is not all you own, Potters were old with a huge history so all their books, family heirlooms and portraits are stored in another smaller vault."
Harry had heard about portraits and badly wanted one of his ancestors. "Can I see them?"
"Not until you become an adult, that is the policy."
Harry deflated.
He followed The Goblin back to the entrance where Dumbledore was waiting. "Let's go harry, Thank you steelshaw for your services." They left.
"Did you like the goblins Harry?."
"Yes sir, they weren't mean like the books said, the goblin with me was polite. Sir can you tell me about family vaults."
"The family vaults are not something which I know of much other than they are given to very old families for their continued banking at Gringotts, and they are guarded fiercely."
Harry followed Dumbledore to the wands shop "Ollivander's", It was the shop everyone came to for wands.
A Gaunt Cheerful Man emerged from the counter, "Hello Mr. Dumbledore, I hope your wand is serving you well, it was 13 inches, phoenix feather and Alder wood. I see Mr. Potter is hear to get fitted with a wand."
Than Mr Ollivander Gave his different wands, each did more destruction than the last one, Until one made of Holly and Phoenix feather, which made sparks appear.
Mr Ollivander cried, 'Oh, bravo! Yes, indeed, oh, very good. Well, well, well … how curious … how very curious …' He put Harry's wand back into its box and wrapped it in brown paper, still muttering, 'Curious … curious …'
'Sorry,' said Harry, 'but what's curious?' Mr Ollivander fixed Harry with his pale stare. 'I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr Potter. Every single wand. It so happens that the phoenix whose tail feather is in your wand, gave another feather – just one other. It is very curious indeed that you should be destined for this wand when its brother – why, its brother gave you that scar.' Harry swallowed. 'Yes, thirteen and a half inches. Yew. Curious indeed how these things happen. The wand chooses the wizard, remember … I think we must expect great things from you, Mr Potter … After all, He Who Must Not Be Named did great things – terrible, yes, but great.' Harry shivered. He wasn't sure he liked Mr Ollivander too much. He paid seven gold Galleons for his wand and Mr Ollivander bowed them from his shop.
After the weird encounter with Ollivander, Harry and Dumbledore made their way to Flourish and Blotts. Harry bought all the books which seemed interesting. He got a surprised glance from Dumbledore, who himself had bought several books. "Knowledge is power." he had heard in one of Uncle Vernon's TV shows.
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After Flourish and Blotts he made his way to 'madam malkin's robes for all occasions', When he reached there, a man was already getting fitted for his robes.
"Hey, are you here for Hogwarts Robes?" The Man Said
"Yes Sir."
"What house do you think you will be in."
"I don't know, Maybe Gryffindor or Slytherin.", Harry had pondered on this question for long. Slytherin he read in a tome, 'is for the ambitious and the go-getters.'. While Gryffindor is for 'The Couragious and Noble.'. He would like to go in either houses.
"Well, I think I'm done, it's your turn now. Bye, Good Luck for Hogwarts" The man left in hurry.
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August 16,1991. Harry's Room. 2:00 P.M.
Harry opened the extra book he bought at Flourish and Blots, Jinxes and Charms to Prank Brats by OONY FOOT. The book had a Very weird cover.
'Trip Charm, A prelude to the Knockback Charm, The wand movement is a ZX Shape. While performing the charm, picture the result you want. The spell is caido.
It is good to make your opponent loose his bearings, helping you knock him out with a kick.'
'Warmth Charm, A prelude to the fire charm. Helps to generate warmth in moderately cool conditions. There is no wand movement. During casing picture yourself in a cozy warm climate like a beach, by a campfire or something else, the intensity of the spell will vary on your imagination. The spell is caidious.'
He tried the Trip charm but failed constantly, the most he was able to do was vibrate a Torch. But the Warm charm worked fine after a few tries, it warmed Harry's clothes and made a wet rag dry. After dinner and a few tries. "Gahhh" Harry threw out his Shirt. He somehow heated the shirt too much. 'Well Oony Foot said to think about the result we want. Let me try that', He wore his shirt back and tried to picture himself in front of Hogwarts' fireplace, "caidious", the spell worked he felt his shirt and trousers warm up to a comfortable temperature. But as he celebrated his success, the spell ended.
"Practice makes Perfect, I guess" He sighed. After a few unsuccessful tries he went to sleep.
'I will become the best for my Mum and Dad.' he thought as he saw their picture,
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August 31, 1991. Headmaster's Office. 6:30 P.M.
"Well Albus, I think it's time for me to take Harry to the King's Cross." Minerva said to Albus.
"All great things must come to end, I Suppose. It was lovely to have him sit with us at dinners, call him every now and then for story time in our office, and watch him daily. I missed that Minerva and I'll miss it again."
"Albus, Harry is not going anywhere. Only he is becoming a student, and as for your grandfatherly needs, Solstices and other festivals will give you the opportunity." Minerva said reassuringly.
"Well I suppose more grandchildren are coming to me then?"
"Yes. Now stop brooding, I am going to take Harry now."
With that she left his office. And Albus Dumbledore started working on his Wizengamot Duties.
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August 31, 1991. Platform 9 and 3/4. 8:00 P.M.
After Professor McGonagall had dropped him on the train, he found a empty compartment and started reading his book 'Guide to Magical History by Sileem Fishduke'. It was a boring book but gave harry many things to think about.
'The Magical world is mainly based in forests around the world, though some places like ministry of magic and some homes are in Urban muggle area. This density in the forest area is due to the magical powers of trees, which diminish in the urban areas. The recent Industrial revolution and other scientific revolutions have increased deforestation, which has lead to high relocations of magicals. Thus, all the major muggle governments have been infiltrated by magicals to decrease deforestation and start afforestation.'
Reading the paragraph with his dictionary, Harry chuckled remembering Uncle Vernon's insult about freaks like him tarnishing normal people's progress.
After a while a Red haired boy entered his compartment. "Hey, Can I sit here?"
"Yeah, Sure."
"My name is Ron Weasley by the way."
"I'm Harry Potter nice to meet you." Harry said with a pleasant smile.
"Really? 'Do you have the – you know …" Harry pulled back his Hair and showed him the scar.
So that's where You-Know-Who –?'
'Yes,' said Harry, 'but I can't remember it.'
'Nothing?' said Ron eagerly.
'Well – I remember a lot of green light, but nothing else.'
'Wow,' said Ron. He sat and stared at Harry for a few moments, then, as though he had suddenly realised what he was doing, he looked quickly out of the window again.
'Are all your family wizards?' asked Harry, who found Ron just as interesting as Ron found him.
'Er – yes, I think so,' said Ron. 'I think Mum's got a second cousin who's an accountant, but we never talk about him.'
'So you must know loads of magic already.'
"Nah we learn magic only at Hogwarts, it's a law. I think"
"Ohh. Which house do you think you will be in?"
"Gryffindor probably, I-mean my whole family is in Gryffindor. Which house do you want to be in."
"I think I'll be in either Slytherin or Gryffindor. I mean Slytherin the house of ambitious and achievers. And Gryffindor is the house of Courageous and Noble."
"I think you will be in Gryffindor. I mean your parents were in Gryffindor."
"I guess. Hey tell me about the magical world."
And they talked a long time about Ron's family, other Wizarding family, Hogwarts and Headmaster Dumbledore.
At around 10:30 P.M. the train started moving and the lights dimmed, Harry and Ron fell asleep after a while.
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September 1, 1991. Hogwarts Express. 6:00 A.M.
Harry woke up and looked around thinking he was dreaming about the last few months. "It's all True." he thought.
He looked through the compartment window and saw the Scottish Wilderness. For a while he watched the scene. Then he stepped out of his compartment and began wandering the train. He used the restrooms changed his clothes and started to draw in one of his notebooks.
- 2 Hours Later -
Ron woke up, "Goof Morning.", Ron took a moment to remember the last day.
"Good Morning, How are you already awake?."
"Guess I have a Habit of waking up early."
At that moment the trolley lady came in the compartment, "I was just thinking about Breakfast. One pack of milk and a Sandwich for me. Thank You.", "12 sickles", Ron handed her the money and took his breakfast.
"Milk, Sandwich... ... Just give me one of each." Harry said (He had garnered quiet a appetite after arriving at Hogwarts.), "57 sickles". Harry gave her the sum. They ate their breakfast in awkward silence.
"My 'Guardians' didn't feed me properly."
Ron looked confused trying to think what to say, when a blond and 2 others opened the compartment. "Hey I'm looking for Harry Potter, have you seen or heard from him?" The Blond said.
"Well here I am. Why are you looking for me"
"My name is Draco Malfoy" He gave is hand to Harry Ron gave a slight cough, which might have been hiding a snigger. Draco Malfoy looked at him.
'Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you are. My father told me all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles and more children than they can afford.'
He turned back to Harry.
'You'll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there.' He held out his hand to shake Harry's, but Harry didn't take it.
'I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks,' he said coolly. Draco Malfoy didn't go red, but a pink tinge appeared in his pale cheeks. 'I'd be careful if I were you, Potter,' he said slowly. 'Unless you're a bit politer you'll go the same way as your parents. They didn't know what was good for them, either. You hang around with riff-raff like the Weasleys and that Hagrid and it'll rub off on you.'
Harry stood with anger and
"Why does he hate you so much?", "Don't know all my family hate the Malfoy Family. Probably because they act like the are above us, and were Death Eaters" Ron said with a sneer. Harry felt uncomfortable but opened a pack of Bertie Bots and offered to Ron. They started eating and laughing when the other got a bad flavour bean.
Some time later
A bushy haired girl and a round-faced boy entered the compartment, "Hello, I am searching for a toad my friend Neville has Lost. I'm Hermione Granger by the way." the bushy haired girl squeaked at once
"Hello, I'm Harry and this is Ron. I don't think we have seen your toad."
"Hello I'm Neville Longbottom, Hermione we could just ask the prefect to summon my toad using accio. Why should be bother everyone", the Round-Faced Boy said.
"I guess we could just ask a prefect." she started going out the door "Hey would you mind if we comeback to this compartment." The Girl, Hermione and Neville left.
"She was energetic" Ron said
"Yes, she was" he said absently thinking of 'Summoning a toad. Magic is really amazing. It would have helped me get my toys back from the places Dudley hide them.'. Many time he just amazed at the magical world.
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They talked and later Hermione and Neville Joined them. They talked about which house they wanted to join.
"I will be in Gryffindor, all my family are in Gryffindor." Ron said.
"I think I will be in Hufflepuff, I don't think I'm cut out for Gryffindor." Nevile said.
"I want to be in Ravenclaw, I really like learning. But Gryffindor seems great." Hermione said
"I will either be in Slytherin or Gryffindor. Slytherin is for the Ambitious and I want to be a great wizard. But my Parents were in Gryffindor."
"The Houses don't change many things, it just gives you tools to become the best your best version of yourselves." A older boy who was passing through said.
"But, don't they change people, I mean many Dark Lords come from Slytherin, and Their defeater come from Gryffindor" Ron replied.
"I'm Terry Underwood, a Slytherin prefect. And I have to respectfully disagree. I know a Hufflepuff who performs as a Hit-Wizard, a Slytherin who is a Healer, a Gryffindor who is a Unspeakable and a Ravenclaw who is a National Quidditch Player, a position where books don't matter." at the silence the prefect continued. "The Hat finds the deepest need of a student and sorts him accordingly. The Hufflepuff grew up with no friends, the ones he had left, He lacked Loyalty in life, he craved it. The Hat knowing this sorted him to Hufflepuff. The Slytherin's Uncle was continuously ill and he wanted to help his Uncle more than anything, The hat recognised this Ambition and sorted him accordingly. The Ravenclaw was a very active child but did not improve himself accordingly. The Hat saw this defect and sorted him in a house which appreciated finding new techniques and now he is a really good player who invented moves. The Gryffindor came from a disgraced family, he liked to learn but he wanted to better his family's social standing. He was put in Gryffindor where with his pride he aimed at Head Unspeakable post and now he has Achieved it."
The 4 of theme were stunned by the speech and tried to take it all in. Realising this
"The Point is no house turns anyone evil or good. It helps us become the best version of ourselves, the only thing is we have to work for it."