Harry struggled to regain his words as the man stared at him with menacing black eyes that looked like cold, endless tunnels.

"The Headmaster has sent me because no answer to Mr. Potter's letters has been received." He said, glaring at Harry. "I will be taking Mr. Potter on an outing to get his supplies for the new term and other…necessary items."

"G-go boy. Go now!" Vernon said, clearly intimidated by this man's presence.

Harry wasted no time in exiting after the stranger and following him to the park where he was walking towards.

"Potter, read the letter now. I want to make sure you know what I'm even talking about half the time."

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Surpreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all neccessary books and equipment.
Term begins as soon as you are enrolled. We await your owl eagerly.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

Uniform
First year students will require
 sets of plain workrobes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)

Set Books:
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade One) by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

Other Equipment
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS

"I knew it. I knew magic had to be real!" Harry said, overjoyed that he was not the only one who could do this.

"Yes, magic is real, Potter. I am a wizard as well. My name is Professor Snape and I teach Potions."

"Is potions like chemistry?" Harry asked, he had been looking forward to chemistry and hoped he could take something similar.

"Yes, chemistry is the muggle equivalent of potions."

"Muggle?"

"Non-magic." Severus intoned dryly. "Potter, we will be Apparating to the Leaky Cauldron so I need you to hold onto me tightly, or else you'll be severely splinched. It may feel…unpleasant the first time." Severus remarked, noticing how the boy paled at the word splinch.

"Yes, sir." Harry said, holding onto Severus' forearm tightly and squeezing his eyes shut.

Harry felt as if he were being pulled through a tube and then squeezed out, but it stopped in a few moments.

"I never want to Appatate again." Harry said, letting himself fall to his knees.

"It's called Apparating, and just stay sitting for a few minutes the feeling in your stomach should go away."

"It's gone already. I have a question, sir, how can I buy all these items without any money?"

"Your parents left you with a full vault in Gringotts, the Wizarding bank. Your father was very wealthy, he had enough to support two generations without ever working and still buying the best." Severus said, sneering slightly.

"You knew my parents?" Harry asked, looking up at him in awe.

"Yes, we will discuss it over dinner later, but right now we must focus on getting your supplies." Severus said, taking out a small black cloth and enlarging it.

The cloth, Harry learned, turned out to be a black robe which was Wizarding attire. They entered the Leaky Cauldron and several people greeted the professor, while Harry just stayed next to his side.

The professor, for some reason, merely nodded at all of them and hastily made his way outside and towards a wall.

"Sir, where are we going?" Harry asked, puzzled.

He was given his answer when the professor tapped his wand, an ebony wand, against four of the bricks and they started to move apart.

"Welcome, Mr. Potter, to Diagon Alley." Severus said, smirking at the boy whose eyes were wide and he was nearly gaping.

"Come, we need to get to Gringotts." Severus said, wishing to hurry the boy along.

Harry hurried after his professor and nearly had to run to keep up. When they walked up to the bank he had no time for staring, as he was ushered into the bank quickly.

"Griphook, this is Mr. Potter, he wishes to access his vault." Severus said, striding up to one of the goblins the boy was watching with fascination.

"The headmaster gave it to me." Severus said, withdrawing a small key from his pocket and giving Harry a push towards the carts.

The ride was an exhilarating one which had Harry laughing the whole way. They came to his vault and he was gawking at how much gold there was in there.

"The gold ones are Galleons, the silver ones are Sickles and the bronze ones are Knuts. There are seventeen silver Sickles to a Galleon and twenty-nine Knuts to a Sickle." Severus said, watching as the boy looked at him in confusion. "Just fill up the bag on the table." Severus said, indicating a small velvet bag on an ornate table.
Harry did as he was told and they made a stop to Severus' vault which was almost as full as Harry's. The stop they made after, however, he could not understand. The only thing in a highly protected vault was a small paper bag.
When Harry tried to ask, Severus merely told him not to inquire about it again as it was none of his concern. Harry had felt hurt, but merely shrugged it off.