Heir to the throne

by zoe.schwartz0102

Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on my head. "hmmm very interesting I have been waiting same as your brother I see, but no scar, plenty of courage, Not a bad mind, either. There's talent, oh yes. And a thirst to prove yourself. But where to put you, your mother a brave Gryffindor, your father, an heir of Salazar Slytherin him- Dumbledore pulls the hat off my head

4. Chapter 3 dragon wh?

You would never believe me when I told you that bean stockman, I mean hagrid, walked up to a tiny little motorcycle. And trust me it gets better, next to the motorcycle was a sidecar. I looked at him and then looked at the sidecar.

"I'm gonna take an educated guess and assume that I am gonna be the one sitting in the sidecar"

He laughs a Santa laugh and pats his huge hand on top of my head like I'm some sort of dog. "I knew I was gonna like you collins"

As we are flying over the city, yes flying, in a motorcycle. Wildly enough this isn't the weirdest thing that's happened to me but I'm sure you will learn about the zoo story one day, anyway back to the story. As we were flying over London, I asked Hagrid some questions about this Hogwarts place and this whole wizard shit.

"so wait, I thought witches flew on broomsticks, like on halloween" he looked at me confused. This wasn't the first time I had gotten that look from him. I had already tried to explain to him what college was, let's just say he did not like or even understand the idea of that. "Never mind, forget I said that"

After a few more minutes of flying, we landed in the city outside a sketchy looking bar, and Hagrid motioned for me to follow close behind him. Honestly, it was only like 3:30 but I could definitely use a drink, so I followed him.

After we had passed many open booths and tables, to my luck he walked out the back door into an alleyway. At this point, I was just gonna do what I do best, be quiet, and follow others.

"Are you ready to enter Diagon alley?" Hagrid asks me as he starts tapping the brick wall with a pink umbrella.

"dragon wh" but before I could finish my question the bricks started shifting in and out of place revealing what seemed to be a whole town. I gotta be honest with you, when this chunk of a man pulled out that little pink umbrella and started tapping a wall, I thought 'oh shit Amelia, this is how you're gonna die. You got on a motorcycle with a psychotic and trusted him' but when that wall opened up, I realized that this is a word that I and many others have no clue existed, and it was beautiful.