BOOM!
Harry and Emma jumped to their feet, retreating to the other side of the room.
Dudley suddenly shot up on the couch and said,
"Where's the cannon?"
Uncle Vernon ran into the room with Petunia and Emma's eyed her Uncle warily. In her uncle's hands was a long rifle.
"Who's there?" Uncle Vernon called out confidently.
There was one last crash and the door flew off its hinges. Emma instinctively took another step back and Harry hugged her in comfort. A giant man stood in the doorway, taller than any person she had ever seen. He had a wild mane of hair and a bushy beard. His eyes looked like black beetles and you could see them among the hair. He squeezed into the hut and he bent so low, his head scraped the ceiling. He picked up the door and put it back easily in its frame.
"Sorry 'bout that." The giant man said gruffly when he turned back to face them.
Uncle Vernon stepped forward and everyone's attention was turned towards him. "I demand you to leave at once, sir. You are breaking and entering."
"Dry up, Dursley, you great prune," The giant said gruffly to Uncle Vernon and he bent the rifle so that the bullet hit the roof instead. The Dursley look taken aback by that. Emma startled by the sound of the rifle move closer to her brother.
The giant man moved forward, looking directly at Dudley. "Well, I haven't seen you since you and your sister were babies, Harry. But you're a bit more along then I would have expected; particularly around the middle." Emma curved her lips a little looking at her cousin reaction.
"I'm not...I'm not Harry," Dudley squeaked and backed up so he was standing behind Aunt Petunia who was hiding behind Uncle Vernon.
"I am," Harry finally spoke up.
"Well, of course you are! An' yer sister's here as well! Harry, you look just like your father only with your mothers eyes!" Harry looked down and Emma could tell he was pleased. The giant turned towards Emma. "An' you look jus' like yer Mum but with yer father's hair!" Emma smiled at that, happy at the feeling of pride that welled up inside of her.
"I've got something for ya. Afraid I mighta sat on it at some point but I imagine it'll taste fine jus' the same. Baked it myself, words and all..." The giant pushed his gigantic hands into the pockets of his jacket.
Finally, he pulled out a box and handed it to Harry who opened it. Emma peeked at it over his shoulder. It was a chocolate cake with green icing on it that read: HappeeBathday Harry
"T‐thank you!" Harry said as Emma was too choked up. It was her brother's very first birthday cake in their entire life.
"Well, its not every day your young man turns eleven now it is, right?" The giant laughed and he stared down proudly at them.
Harry glanced towards his sister; the exact same question burning inside both their minds. "Um, excuse me, but who are you?" Harry asked
"Oh, of course!" The giant chuckled. "Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. Of course you know all about Hogwarts?"
"Sorry, no," Said Harry with his sister shake her head and Hagrid looked shocked.
"No?" He repeated. "Blimey Harry, Emma, didn't you two ever wonder how your Mum and Dad learned it all?" He questioned. Harry and Emma exchanged a bewildered look.
Still confused, Harry asked, "Learned what?"
"You're a wizard Harry," He turned to Emma, "And your a witch Emma."
The siblings stared at him as though he had grown a second head. "We're a what?" Harry gasped while Emma widened her eyes.
"A wizard, Harry, and Emma, your a witch," Hagrid repeated calmly before adding excitedly, "And a thumpin' good one I'd wager once you two've trained up a bit."
"No..." Harry said and everyone turned to look at him. "No, you've made a mistake," Emma nodded in support.
"I mean I can't be a wizard...and Emma can't be a witch...I mean, we're Harry and Emma. Just Harry and Emma."
"Well, "Just Harry and Emma"," Hagrid made sure to make the quotations with his large, sausage looking fingers. "Did you two ever make anything happen? Anything you couldn't explain, when you were angry or scared?"
Emma paused, thinking hard about what he had just said. Right before the glass had vanished on the snake habitat, Dudley had pushed her and Harry out of the way, making her scrape her knees on the concrete ground. Her knees were all scraped up now and still hurt. She had felt her brother anger and then the glass just...vanished...
Hagrid was nodding at them as his hand went into his pocket again and pulled out a letters.
Emma looked at the seal; it was the exact same as the one her brother gotten almost a week ago.
Beside her, Harry read his aloud. "Dear Mr. Potter, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at the Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
"You will not be going!" Uncle Vernon spoke up again; he looked furious. "We swore when we took them in that we would put a stop to all of this rubbish!"
"You knew?" Harry's voice was tainted with anger and even Emma had a hard time maintaining her calm demeanor.
"You knew all along and you never told us?"
"Of course we knew," Emma looked towards her aunt who was staring at nothing. She looked older than she had that morning. "How could you not be? My perfect sister being who she was! Oh my Mother and Father so proud the day she got her letter 'we have a witch in a family. Isn't it wonderful?'"She took a deep breath and Harry was staring at his Aunt in shock. So was Emma.
"I was the only one who saw her for what she really was. A freak! Then she met that Potter then she had you two and of course I knew that both of you were the same just as strange, just as‐as abnormal." She stopped for a moment then turned to face Emma, her expression was so cold, Emma took a step back. "‐And then, if you please, she went and got herself blown up and we got landed with you two!"
"Blown up?!" Harry repeated furiously. "You told us our parents died in a car crash!"
"A car crash?" Hagrid cut in. "A car crash killed Lily and James Potter?"
"We had to say something!" Aunt Petunia answered.
"It's an outrage!" Hagrid rambled on. "It's a scandal."
"They will not be going." Uncle Vernon said firmly as though he had a choice on what happened to the siblings.
"Oh and I suppose a great Muggle like yourself is gonna stop them, are you?" Hagrid sneered in his gruff voice.
"Muggle?" Harry asked curiously.
"Non‐magic folk," Hagrid answered Harry's question carelessly before turning back to Uncle Vernon. "These two names have been down since they were born. They're going to the finest school of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the world. And they'll be under the finest headmaster that Hogwarts has ever seen, Albus Dumbledore‐‐" Hagrid was cut off by an angry exclamation from Uncle Vernon.
"I will not be paying to have some crack pot old fool teach them magic tricks!" Uncle Vernon had gone too far.
Hagrid seemed to grow bigger out of fury. "Never," He rumbled dangerously. "Insult Albus Dumbledore in front of me..." He raised the pink umbrella he was carrying, and something Emma just noticed, and pointed it at
Dudley who's backside was pointed towards them as he ate Harry's cake. Suddenly he let out a squeal.
To the siblings delight, a small, curly pig tail was poking out of his trousers.
With an angry roar, Uncle Vernon grabbed Dudley and the Dursley family all rushed into the other room; Uncle Vernon casting one last look at Hagrid before the door slammed shut.
Emma turned back to look at Hagrid. He scratched his head before saying, "I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone at Hogwarts about that," He said seriously, yet gently. "Strictly speaking, I'm not allowed to do magic."
Still astounded about what had happened, Harry could only manage an 'okay' while Emma was staring at the door of the room the Dursleys were in, deep in thought.
"We're a bit behind schedule." Hagrid said looking at a pocket watch. "Best be off, let's go Harry. Unless you'd rather stay, of course." He gave them a hearty wink before pulling open the door once more. Harry and Emma glanced at each other knowing what Hagrid mean, "But, what about Emma?" Harry said.
"Well, I'm afraid that she has to stay 'ere." Answer Hagrid.
"But—But I can't leave her alone, I am all she got."
"I'm sorry to say this Harry, but your sister will be going when she reached the proper age. Means that she will attend Hogwarts next year." What Hagrid said make Harry want to protest again but Emma put her hand in his shoulder and spun him towards her.
"Go Harry." Emma said in her ever so sweet little voice.
"But, Emma—"
"You have to go Harry, I'll be fine. Besides I'll be going to Hogwarts too next year and if you don't admitted now, I won't be seeing you at our school. It'll make me lonelier than being separated from you for a year." She said softly while she caressed her brother's cheek.
Reluctantly Harry replied to his sister, "Alright. I'll promise you that I will write to you in every possible time." Emma just gave her brother a small smile and nodded her head to him.
With that said, Harry left to begin his first year at Hogwarts leaving Emma that was sad but trying hard to keep her composure.