A/N : Sorry for the long wait, I had a bit of a writer's block, but here comes the next chapter, enjoy
Hagrid took them to a strange looking inn called 'The Leaky Cauldron', but no one seemed to notice it, in fact, it appeared to the three newcomers that they were the only ones who could actually see it.
They walked in to find a rather crowded bar with many oddly dressed people who were definitely wizards.
"Uncle Vernon would have a heart attack in this bar, their clothes alone would probably make him shit himself." Said John, upon seeing the way the wizards were dressed, getting sniggers as replies from Harry and Delilah.
When Hagrid approached the bar, the toothless, aged barman said
"Ah, Hagrid, the usual I presume?"
"No thanks Tom, I'm here on Hogwarts business. Helping Harry, John and Delilah here buy their school supplies." He replied Happily.
"Bless my soul! Harry and John Potter? In my bar at the same time?"
"Welcome back, both of you! Welcome back, my name is Dedalus Diggle you saw me a few weeks ago!"
Harry and John politely accepted his hand shakes, but unfortunately for them, there were many more to come, while Delilah stood by awkwardly, with a completely bewildered expression.
"Doris Crockford Harry and John, I can't believe I'm meeting you at last!"
"Harry P...P...P...Potter, John P...P...P...Potter, c...c...c...can't b...believe I'm meeting you at last!"
greeted an odd looking man wearing a large turban.
"Hello Professor, I didn't see yeh there! Harry, John, Delilah, this is professor Quirrel, he'll be yer defence against the dark arts teacher at Hogwarts."
"Oh right, good to meet you." Said Harry, John and Delilah nodding in agreement, offering handshakes.
Professor Quirrel kept his hands to himself and didn't accept the handshake and instead said
"Frightfully f...f...fascinating subject. N...N...Not that you need it, eh?"
Hagrid cleared his throat loudly and said
"Well, we best be off. Lots ter buy!"
"Yer famous you two, yeh see?" as he walked out through the back entrance, shutting the door behind him.
"But why is that Hagrid? How did all those people know who we are?
"I'm not sure if I'm the right person ter tell yeh that Harry."
Hagrid then counted the bricks around a slightly hollow spot in the middle of a brick wall, tapping them as he went.
What Harry, John and Delilah saw next left them looking on in awe.
An extremely busy, crowded street, full of wizards and brightly coloured shops on the side overlooking the cobbled street.
Any pictures they saw were literally had moving inhabitants, shocking them even more than they thought possible.
"Hang on Hagrid, how are we going to pay for all the stuff on our shopping list? We haven't got any money." Said Harry.
"Well there's yer money Harry, Gringotts, the wizard bank! Not a single safer place anywhere, 'cept Hogwarts maybe. As fer you Delilah, you will be fine with money from Harry and John's vaults."
"Wait, we have money? How much? Will it be enough for all the Hogwarts stuff?" asked John, now rather eager to see it.
"Calm down John , o'course it'll be enough!" replied Hagrid.
They entered the massive doors of Gringotts to find the most bizarre looking bank any of them had ever seen, apart from Hagrid. Small creatures with long, pointy ears, long noses and sharp, scary looking teeth were at desks, seemingly performing difficult looking calculations.
"Err, what exactly are all those things?" asked Harry.
"Goblins Harry, clever as they come, they aren't the friendliest o' creatures, so its best yeh stay close by ter me." Replied Hagrid, and so John, Delilah and Harry did so.
Hagrid approached the front desk and cleared his throat.
"Misters Harry and John Potter wish to make a withdrawal". Said Hagrid, in a somewhat... more professional voice than he usually applied to his words.
The Goblin took a look from his tall wooden desk and put his quill down. He said in response,
"And do Misters Harry and John Potters have their key."
"Oh, lets see. I had it in here somewhere. Ah, Here it is." Hagrid said with a relieved look on his face after searching through his possibly hundreds of pockets.
"Very well. Come this way." Said the goblin.
As they walked on they approached a rather strange looking cart which resembled a mine cart. As everyone got in a goblin started it immediately. The cart moved at an alarming pace, similar to a roller-coaster. It was at a speed so fast it made Delilah immediately cling onto the forearm of Hagrid, who was not feeling much better. He was looking slightly green as if he was about to throw up. As for Harry and John -
"WOO,HOO!" They said in together.
As the cart stopped the goblin who controlled the cart said in a squeaky voice,
"Vault 687. Lamp Please." Hagrid handed the goblin an old fashioned lamp with a candle inside.
"Key please." Hagrid gave the vault key to the goblin.
The door was opened and to the eleven year olds astonishment there were enormous piles of bronze, silver and gold in front of them.
"Woah!" They said upon seeing the sheeer amount of money there
"Didn't think yer parents would leave yeh with nothing now did yeh?"
Later on after another ride they arrived at another vault.
"Vault 713." Said the goblin.
"Stand back."
The Goblin ran his finger down the middle of the door, which opened up gradually.
"If anyone but a Gringotts goblin tried that, they would be sucked in and trapped inside" said the goblin with an evil looking smile."
"How often do you check to see if someone is trapped inside?" inquired Harry, curious at this point.
"Oh, about once every ten years." Said the goblin, his intimidating smile now broadening.
"So, basically don't try to rob Gringotts. Ever. That's probably the basic message here." Said John.
When the doors had fully swung open, they saw a grubby little package on the floor, tied up with dirty string."
"Hagrid, whats in there?" Asked Delilah.
"Cant tell yeh that. Its Hogwarts business. Dont tell anyone about this vault or what yeh saw in it. Ok?" Hagrid explained.
The three eleven year olds nodded.
After a while they went into get their robes at Madam Malkins shop.
"Hogwarts?" A woman asked.
"Uh, yeah." Replied Harry.
"Well then, lets get you measured up." She said with a smile.
"You first then."
Harry stepped forward
Madam Malkin began to measure Harry, who was standing next to a pale faced boy with pointed features and sleek blonde hair combed backwards.
"You going to Hogwarts?"
"Yep, we're first years, how about you?"
"Same."
"My father's up the street getting my books and my mother is out looking at wands." He said in a bored, drawling voice.
When the boy said "Mother"and "Father" it made Harry and John wonder about their parents and what it would be like to have them. Then they thought about how they really died. Hagrid said they died a different way to what the Dursleys told them.
"I think I'm going to drag them off and bully them into buying me a racing broom. It's stupid that first years aren't allowed, I'll just smuggle one in, Have any of you got your own brooms?"
"Na, none of us do." Said John.
"I do, I also play Quidditch, father says it's a crime not to play for the house team, which is something I agree with. Know what house you'll be in?" he asked.
"No." Replied Harry, who, like John and Delilah, was beginning to feel more and more stupid.
None of them liked this boy, and were beginning to dislike him more and more.
"Alright, could you try on these robes please?" Madam Malkin asked John.
John disappeared into a changing room.
As he came out of the dressing room John asked,
"Um, excuse me, can I get some bigger robes. These ones are really tight."
"What?" She said, slightly surprised.
"Oh, alright. These are a little bigger than you but you will grow into them."
"Honestly John, I thought you were big enough already. You don't have to grow anymore." Said Harry laughing.
"I say! Look at that man!" the blond haired boy said.
"Thats Hagrid." Said Harry.
"That oaf. I;ve heard about him. Isnt he like a slave or something? I don't really like him."
"I think he's a great guy." Replied Harry.
After they got their books and other supplies, Harry, John and Delilah still needed to get their wands.
"Hagrid, we still need to get our wands." Said Harry.
"Well there yeh are. Theirs where yeh need to go. Olvanders." Said Hagrid with a tone of delight.
As the three walked into the shop a man appeared on a ladder. He had withering eyes and silvery grey hair. He looked very old. He then spoke and said:
"Ah, , Iwas wondering when I would see you two. And you must be Miss Delilah Dursley. Hagrid told me about you. Lets deal with you first(Olivander searches for a wand). Ah, here we are. Take this Miss Delilah. Now give it a wave. It is perfect." Said the man named Olivander.
"Thank you. See you outside guys." Said Delilah as she exited the shop.
"Now, let us deal with you two. It seemed only yesterday that your mother and father were buying their first wands. Try these(Harry and John take a pause while holding wands).Well, give it a wave.
As they wave their wands the other wands in boxes fell over at a great pace.
"No,no. Apparently not. How about you John."
John gave it a wave and almost immediately a glass shattered into pieces.
"What was in there."John asked worried.
"Dont worry. It was only my medication." He said in a fading voice.
"Your medication.!" John screamed.
Olivander got two wands.
"Hmm, I wonder."
As Harry and John got these wands as soon as they touched them a racing feeling came through their body. Their hair flew up and became messier than usual.
"Curious."
"Whats Curious sir." Asked John.
"I remember every wand I have ever sold . It is curious for you to have these wands because the phoenix that gave those feathers in those wands gave one other. Just one other.
"And who owned that wand." Asked Harry.
"We dare not speak his name. It is clear you two will do great things. The man who gave you those scars did terrible things. Terrible,but great." He spoke in a lowering voice.
"Harry, John! Happy birthday!"
Harry and John looked outside to see Delilah holding a brown cat with smooth, silky hair and Hagrid holding a majestic eagle and a beautiful snowy white owl.
"Shotgun the owl!" Harry said.
"No problem, I love eagles!" John replied. "Everyone's a winner.
Later on in the Leaky Cauldron Harry and John had a question to ask Hagrid.
"He killed our parents Hagrid, the one gave us these. Didnt he?" John asked.
"About that. Now Listen. There were dark times. The one who gave you those scars was called V...no.
"Why don't you spell it?" asked Harry.
"No I cant spell it. Alright. Voldemort." Hagrid whispered.
"Voldemort?" John said.
"Shh,shh. Ok now listen. There were dark times back then, very dark. Voldemort was starting to gather up followers, he was gaining power for eleven years. Anyone who resisted was killed. Your parents fought bravely but they were both killed by him. No one could live, except you two." Hagrid said getting calmer."
"Us? Voldemort tried to kill us..." Harry whispered.
"Yeah. But something happened that night. Something that kept you two alive. That is why everyone knows your names you are the The boys who lived."
"And what happened to him exactly, what happened to Voldemort?"Asked John.
"Some say he is dead. But I think he is still out there. To tired to go on."