Holly Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone

I'm A What?

Boom came from the door again making Dot jump

“What was that?!” She yelled then a crash came from Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia’s room. Uncle Vernon came out with a rifle, I didn’t think he had it in him to even hold one. Then again, he is shaking a lot

“Who’s there?” He shouted as he loaded the rifle “I warn you- I’m armed!” It was quite maybe they-


The door was knocked off its hinges and fell to the floor with a bang. I picked up Floare up and moved behind the fireplace as a giant man squeezed into the hut, he had long, shaggy hair, a wild, tangled beard and dark beetle eyes. He picked up the door and put it back on its frame. He then turned to us

“Couldn’t make us a cup o’ tea, could yeh? It’s not been an easy journey…” He moved to sit on the couch as Dot moved to Aunt Petunia, who was crouching behind Uncle Vernon, terrified. The giant looked my way “There you are Holly.” I gasped then moved back a little “There’s no need to be scared sweetheart, I know you when you were a baby.” He smiled at me “You look like your mother, same eyes, but you do have a bit of your father from what I see.”

“You-You know my parents?” I asked, he was about to say something but Uncle Vernon made a funny rasping noise and yelled

“I demand that you leave at once, sir! You are breaking and entering!”

“Ah, shut up, Dursley, yeh great prune.” The giant said as he reached over the sofa and jerked the gun out of Uncle Vernon’s hand. Then he bent it into a knot, WITH HIS BARE HANDS! I think I’m gonna like this guy, he threw the gun into a corner as Uncle Vernon made a funny noise and moved back to the corner with Dot and Aunt Petunia. The giant looked at me again with a smile “Anyway, Holly, a very happy birthday to yeh. Got summit fer yeh here, I mighta sat on it at some point but it’ll taste all right.” He took something out of his pocket and handed me a box. I looked down at Floare, who looked up at me. I looked back up and walked to him, I sat at his feet and put Floare down. I took the box and opened it, in it was a vanilla cake with ‘Happy Birthday Holly’ written on it in green icing. I felt tears forming in my eyes but I pushed them back, I looked up at the giant

“Thank you but who are you?” I asked the giant making him chuckle

“True, I haven’t introduced myself. Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts.” He shook my hand, ok more like my whole arm. “What about that tea then, eh?” He rubbed his hands together as I rubbed my arm “I’d not say no ter summit stronger if yeh’ve got it, mind.” His eyes moved from me to the fireplace, he moved to it. I couldn’t see what he was doing but when he moved away light and wealth filled the room. How did he… then he sat back down on the sofa and began taking out a few things from his pockets, like a copper kettle, a squashy package of sausages, a poker, a teapot, several chipped mugs and a bottle of amber liquid that he took a quick swing from. Then he started the tea “Whatcha fancy?” I looked at him, not knowing what he meant, I glanced at the teapot in his hand

“Oh, um, chocolate mint.”

“Good choice, not one I would have chosen but a good one.” He put the tea on the grate in the fireplace then started on the sausage. After the sausage was done he passed one to me then one to Floare, who gladly took it. I took mine and it was so good! I finished the sausage then looked at the giant as he handed me some tea, I guess now is a good time to ask

“Thank you but I still have no idea who you are, don’t get me wrong I’m definitely starting to like you.”

“Call me Hagrid, everyone does. An’ like I told yeh, I’m Keeper of Keys at Hogwarts. Yeh’ll know all about Hogwarts, o’ course.”

“N-no.” I almost didn’t want to answer because his eyes went wide “Sorry,”

Sorry?” Floare yelped at Hagrid’s loud voice and jumped on to my lap, making me almost drop my tea. “It’s them who should be sorry!” He said looking at the Dursleys “I know yeh weren’t gettin’ yer letters but I never thought yeh wouldn’t even know abou’ Hogwarts, for cryin’ out loud! Did yeh never wonder where yer parents learned it all?” I have a feeling I’m gonna regret this

“All what?”

ALL WHAT?! Now, wait jus’ one second!” He had leaped to his feet. He seemed a bit taller “Do you mean ter tell me, that this girl - this girl! - knows nothin’ abou’ - about ANYTHING!” He yelled at the Dursleys

“Know what a second! I’m not an idiot, I know math and English and-” He waved his hand and said

“Not that stuff, about our world, I mean. Your world. My world. Yer parents’ world.”

“What the bloody hell are you talking about? What world?”

DURSLEY!!!” He looked angrily at Uncle Vernon, who want paler than I’ve ever seen him. Hagrid looked at me again “But yeh must know about yer mum and dad? I mean, they’re famous. You’re famous.”

“What? My-my mum and dad weren’t famous, were they?” I took hold of my mother’s locket, I’m so confused

“Yeh don’t know… yeh don’t know…” Hagrid ran his finger through his hair staring at me “Yeh don’t know what yeh are?” I shook my head

“Stop!” Uncle Vernon commanded, guess he found his voice. “Stop right there, sir! I forbid you to tell the girl anything!”

“You never told her? Never told her what was in the letter Dumbledore left fer her? I was there! I saw Dumbledore leave it, Dursley! An’ you’ve kept it from her all these years?”

“Kept what from me?” I asked standing up “Would someone tell me already?”

“Stop! I forbid you!” Uncle Vernon yelled in panic as Aunt Petunia gave a gasp of horror. Ok if I didn’t want to know before, I definitely want to know now.

“Ah, go boil yer heads, both of yeh,” Hagrid said then he turned to me with gentle eyes “Holly - yer a witch.” I looked at him with wide eyes

“I’m a what?” I asked him, this has to be a joke

“A witch, o’ course,” Hagrid sat back on the sofa “an’ a thumpin’ good’un, I’d say, once yeh’ve been trained up a bit. With a mum an’ dad like yours, what else would yeh be? An’ I reckon it’s abou’ time yeh read yer letter.” He took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to me. I took it and sat back down on the floor. With trembling hands, I opened it up and started to read

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)

Dear Miss. Potter

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress

I have so many questions rocking around in my head right now.

“What does it mean, they await my owl?”

“Gallopin’ Gorgons, that reminds me,” said Hagrid, clapping a hand to his forehead with enough force to knock over a cart horse, and from yet another pocket inside his overcoat he pulled an owl -- a real, live, feather ruffled-looking owl -- a long quill, and a roll of parchment. With his tongue between his teeth, he scribbled a note that I was able to read upside down

Dear Professor Dumbledore, Given Holly her letter.Taking her to buy her things tomorrow.Weather’s horrible. Hope you’re well.


He rolled up the note, gave it to the owl, which took it in its beak, went to the door and threw the owl out into the storm. He came back and sat back down on the sofa, well that was something. I looked over the list of books and equipment

“Where was I?” I was going to ask where Hogwarts was but Uncle Vernon moved into the firelight. I looked up at him as he said

“She’s not going,”

“I’d like ter see a great Muggle like you stop her.”

“What?” I asked

“A Muggle, it’s what we call non-magical folk like them. An’ it’s your bad luck you grew up in a family o’ the biggest Muggles I ever laid eyes on.”

“We swore when we took her in we’d put a stop to that rubbish, swore we’d stamp it out of her! Witch indeed!” Uncle Vernon yelled, what a second?

“You know?” I asked, “You know I’m a-a witch?” I asked standing up

“Know!” Aunt Petunia shrieked suddenly. “Know! Of course, we know! How could you not be, my dratted sister being what she was? Oh, she got a letter just like that and disappeared off to that - that school and came home every vacation with her pockets full of frog spawn, turning teacups into rats. I was the only one who saw her for what she was - a freak! But for my mother and father, oh no, it was Lily this and Lily that, they were proud of having a witch in the family!” She stopped to draw a deep breath and then went ranting on. It seemed she had been wanting to say all this for years. And I hated every second of it “Then she met that Potter at school and they left and got married and had you, and of course I knew you’d be just the same, just as strange, just as-as - abnormal - and then, if you please, she went and got herself blown up and we got landed with you!” What?

“Blown up? You told me they died in a car crash!”

“CAR CRASH!” Hagrid roared in anger, making the Dursleys scuttle back to their corner “How could a car crash kill Lily an’ James Potter? It’s an outrage! A scandal! Holly Potter not knowin’ her own story when every kid in our world knows her name!”

“Why? What really happened?” Hagrid looked at me with sad eyes. That’s not a good sign.

“I never expected this, I had no idea when Dumbledore told me there might be trouble gettin’ hold of yeh, how much yeh didn’t know. Ah, Holly, I don’ know if I’m the right person ter tell yeh - but someones gotta - yeh can’t go off ter Hogwarts not knowin’.” He gave a dirty look at the Dursleys. Then looked at me with gentle eyes. “Well, it’s best yeh know as much as I can tell yeh - mind, I can’t tell yeh everythin’, it’s a great myst’ry, parts of it...”

“I need to know.” I sat back down in my spot and waited for him to sit, when he did he stared into the fire for a few seconds

“It begins, I suppose with-with a person called-” He stopped and glanced at me then back at the fire. “But it’s incredible yeh don’t know his name, everyone in our world knows-”

“But I don’t.”

“Well- I don’ like sayin’ the name if I can help it. No one does.”

“Why not? Hagrid I need to know. I deserve to know.”

“Gulpin’ gargoyles, Holly, people are still scared. Blimey, this is difficult. See, there was this wizard who went... bad. As bad as you could go. Worse. Worse than worse. His name was...” Hagrid tried but he just couldn’t say it

“Could you write it down?” Holly suggested.

“Nah -- can’t spell it. All right -- Voldemort.” Hagrid shuddered. “Don’ make me say it again. Anyway, this-this wizard, about twenty years ago now, started lookin’ fer followers. Got ‘em, too - some were afraid, some just wanted a bit o’ his power, ‘cause he was gettin’ himself power, all right. Dark days, Holly. Didn’t know who ter trust, didn’t dare get friendly with strange wizards or witches... terrible things happened. He was takin’ over. ‘Course, some stood up to him -- an’ he killed ‘em. Horribly. One o’ the only safe places left was Hogwarts. Reckon Dumbledore’s the only one You-Know-Who was afraid of. Didn’t dare try takin’ the school, not jus’ then, anyway. Now, yer mum an’ dad were as good a witch an’ wizard as I ever knew. Head boy an’ girl at Hogwarts in their day! Suppose the myst’ry is why You-Know-Who never tried to get ‘em on his side before... probably knew they were too close ter Dumbledore ter want anythin’ ter do with the Dark Side. Maybe he thought he could persuade ’em... maybe he just wanted ‘em outta the way. All anyone knows is, he turned up in the village where you was all living, on Halloween ten years ago. You was just a year old. He came ter yer house an’ -- an’--” Hagrid pulled out a handkerchief and blew his nose

“It’s ok, you don’t have to keep going.” I don’t think he can take anymore

“No, you need to know the whole story. You-Know-Who killed ‘em. An’ then - an’ this is the real myst’ry of the thing - he tried to kill you, too. Wanted ter make a clean job of it, I suppose, or maybe he just liked killin’ by then. But he couldn’t do it. Never wondered how you got that mark on yer forehead? That was no ordinary cut. That’s what yeh get when a powerful, evil curse touches yeh - took care of yer mum an’ dad an’ yer house, even - but it didn’t work on you, an’ that’s why yer famous, Holly. No one ever lived after he decided ter kill ‘em, no one except you, an’ he’d killed some o’ the best witches an’ wizards of the age -- the McKinnons, the Bones, the Prewetts -- an’ you was only a baby, an’ you lived.” Maybe I was wrong, I think I was the one who couldn’t take anymore. Tries ran down my face as I suddenly saw a flash of green like I had in the past but this time it seemed brighter than I heard a high, cold, cruel laugh in my ears. I covered my ears as Uncle Vernon started talking again.

“Now, you listen here, girl,” Uncle Vernon snarled, “I accept there’s something strange about you, probably nothing a good beating wouldn’t have cured - and as for all this about your parents, well, they were weirdos, no denying it, and the world’s better off without them in my opinion - asked for all they got, getting mixed up with these wizarding types - just what I expected, always knew they’d come to a sticky end-” That’s it

“Daddy!” Dot gasped, not believing what her father had just said

“I’m warning you, Dursley-” Hagrid started as I stood up

“Get out,” I told Uncle Vernon, they all looked at me but I just saw red

“What?” Uncle Vernon asked

“Get out! Get out, get out, GET OUT!” I yelled then one of Hagrid’s cup went flying at them, hitting the wall by Aunt Petunia’s head. She and Uncle Vernon yelped and rushed to their bedroom but Dot just stared at me. “What?”

“I-I’m sorry.” She said then walked to the bedroom as Aunt Petunia called her name. They closed the door and that was that. I sat back down and cried, I hadn’t cried like this since I was little. Floare came up to me and asked

‘Holly? Are you ok?’ I just stared at my lap, she led her head on my lap. I took her in my arms and hugged her close, Hagrid didn’t say anything as he sat back down. After I calmed down a little I asked

“What happened to Vol-, I mean, You-Know-Who?”

“Good question, Holly. Disappeared. Vanished. Same night he tried ter kill you. Makes yeh even more famous. That’s the biggest myst’ry, see... he was gettin’ more an’ more powerful - why’d he go? Some say he died. Codswallop, in my opinion. Dunno if he had enough human left in him to die. Some say he’s still out there, bidin’ his time, like, but I don’ believe it. People who was on his side came back ter ours. Some of ‘em came outta kinda trances. Don’ reckon they could’ve done if he was comin’ back. Most of us reckon he’s still out there somewhere but lost his powers. Too weak to carry on. ‘Cause somethin’ about you finished him, Holly. There was somethin’ goin’ on that night he hadn’t counted on - I dunno what it was, no one does - but somethin’ about you stumped him, all right.”

“But I was just a baby, how could I have done anything?”

“Don’t know. Holly, are you going to be ok?”

“I don’t know,” I looked back down at Floare then at the teapot “can I have some more tea?”

“Of course.” He poured some tea into my cup then handed it back to me. I looked into the fire as I drank, I felt something go around my shoulders I looked to see Hagrid’s thick black coat. “It’s gettin late and we’ve got lots ter do tomorrow. Gotta get up ter town, get all yer books an’ that. Oh one more thing, check the top left inside pocket, your mum left you a present.” I finished my tea then looked in the pocket and pulled out an odd-looking present. I pulled the ribbon off and the wrapping paper fell down to show a stuffed deer. I turned to Hagrid to say thanks but he was already asleep, so I curled up with my new toy, Floare next to me and fall asleep.

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