"First year students will require:" Harry read aloud. "Three sets of plain work clothes, one wand..."
"Essential bit of equipment, Harry." Hagrid said, noticing his look.
"One pair of dragonhide gloves." He looked up at Hagrid. "Hagrid, do they mean from a real dragon?"
"Well, they don't mean a penguin, do they?" He laughed and then drifted off. "Crikey, I'd love a dragon."
"You'd like a dragon?" Harry asked.
"Vastly misunderstood beasts, Harry, vastly misunderstood." Hagrid explained, before looking at Addison, who looked like she would rather be anywhere else. "Alright there, Addie?"
"People are staring." She muttered, crossing her arms.
Hagrid glanced to the side and smiled brightly at a staring woman who immediately went back to reading her paper. He raised his eyebrows at the twins.
Harry nudged his sister. "Brighten up, Addie."
"Brighten up? Harry, I'm cold and wet, I'm tired and I'm greatly confused. I'll brighten up once I'm warm and dry, and not sitting in the subway getting stared at." She replied, disoriented.
"I thought you'd be more comfortable taking the subway, you know, to ease you in." Hagrid said, but before anything else could be said, the train slowed to a stop. "Let's get going, this is our stop."
"...And may bring if they desire either an owl, a cat or a toad." Harry finished, looking up at Hagrid. "Can we find all this in London?"
"If you know where to go." Hagrid said, quietly.
They walked to a place with big black doors and a dirty sign.
"The Leaky Cauldron." Addison just made out.
Hagrid held the door open and lead them inside, where people were laughing and talking.
"Ah, Hagrid!" The barman called. "The usual, I presume?"
"No thanks, Tom." Hagrid said, placing a hand on each of the twins' shoulder. "I'm on official Hogwarts business. I'm just helping young Harry and Addison here buy their school supplies."
"Bless my soul, it's Harry Potter." Tom said, awestruck.
The bar immediately quieted down and everyone turned to look their way.
"Welcome back Mr. Potter." A man said, rising to shake Harry's hand and then Addison's. "Miss. Potter. Welcome back."
"Doris Crawford." A woman said, bending down and shaking their hands. "I can't believe I'm meeting you two at last."
"Harry and Addison P-Potter." A man with a purple turban came forth. "Can't tell you how p-pleased I am to meet you."
"Hello, professor." Hagrid said. "I didn't see you there. Guys, this is Professor Quirrell. He'll be your Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts."
"Oh, nice to meet you." Harry said, extending his arm.
"Nice to meet you." Addison grumbled, she didn't like this man at all.
He held his hands together and refused to shake Harry's hand, as though his touch was lethal.
"Really fascinating subject." He said, then tried a smile. "N-not that you need it, e-eh? P-Potter."
"Yes, well, must be going now, lots to buy." Hagrid said.
"Goodbye." The twins said.
They followed Hagrid out a door, that lead to a brick walled dead end.
"You're famous." Hagrid said.
"Yes, but why are we famous, Hagrid?" Harry asked.
"All those people back there, how do they know who we are?" Addison asked.
"I'm not exactly sure I'm the right person to tell you that, guys." Hagrid said, then proceeded to tap the wall in various places with his umbrella.
Harry and Addison stared in awe as they watched the bricks in the wall move about and finally open to reveal a completely new town.
"Welcome Harry, Addie," Hagrid said, smiling at their reaction. "To Diagon Alley."