Harry Potter and the Dark Lord's Coffin Bait
It was a sunny day when the Dursly's had received a knock on their door. "I'll get it." Said Harry, talking to him. "Hagrid! What are you doing here?" Exclaimed Harry. "Oh, well, I had to come and get yah. To go to Diagon Alley, 'course." Explained Hagrid. "I thought the Weasly's were going to pick me up." Responded Harry. "Well, they had a bit of trouble. Those twins have been breaking a couple of rules. But, they said they'll meet yah in Diagon Alley." Answered Hagrid. "Daddy! Mummy! The giants back! He's back, Mummy!" Exclaimed Dudley. He was about half the size of a baby Rhino and his nose was bleeding, frantically. "What?! You get out of here, you stupid prat, you!" Hollered Uncle Vernon at Hagrid. He was the size of a Rhino. "Bloody hell, you old fool. I'm not here to rob, ye. Theres nothing to rob in this dump. I'm here to take Harry. If you don't mind, 'course." Responded Hagrid. "Oh! You are, are you? Well, please take the disturbed child. He's going through puberty. So is Dudley, but you don't see him complaining. Quite as a mouse. Always with his friends. Anyways, here, take him and this fruitcake." Explained Aunt Petunia as she shoved the bunt cake in to his enormous arms. Harry blushed and turned around and walked behind Hagrid. "Let's go, Hagrid. Please." Harry pleaded. "Don't rush, Harry." Hagrid said as he turned around and they both walked to his flying motorcycle, which was in need of a good wash. "Um, Hagrid, why did Ron and Ginny have to go with them to the Ministry?" Asked Harry, as they flew up in the sky. The sun shone too brightly for Harry to keep his eyes open. " Er, well. I'm not quite sure. Just got an owl from them about a half hour ago." Explained Hagrid. Harry just kept his eyes closed. The wind blew too hard, and the sun was too bright. After about 20 minutes of flying, they arrived. Harry got off first, because he was so excited to find Hermione. When he got off, he noticed some shops he never really paid attention to before. "Quazar's Qualified Quills?" Read Harry. When Harry turned around to ask Hagrid about the shop, he was gone. He shrugged it off, and entered the shop. "Excuse me! I have ordered my quills 2 weeks ago! Where the bloody hell are they?" Exclaimed a 15-year old looking girl. She had shoulder length straight black hair with uneven tips. Her dark blue eyes were covered with layers of mascara and slick, sophisticated looking glasses. He skin was very light and soft looking. "I'm still waiting here!" The girl continued. She turned around, looking very distressed, when she spotted Harry. "Oh, Hello. I thought no one ever comes in this hellhole, anymore. Guess not. Anita Skeeter." Greeted Anita as she stuck out her hand. "Err, hi. I'm Harry." Responded Harry as he took her hand. She gasped. "Are you, The Harry Potter?" She asked, looking at his scar. Harry immediately flattened the hair that fell onto his forehead. Faster than lighting, she grabbed his hand to move it out of the way. "I have never seen the actual scar." She whispered. Harry shoved her hand off his. "No need to be violent, Mr. Potter. I just want to see it." She said. Harry stepped back. She stepped closer to him, but double the side of his step. Their noses were almost touching. "I'm new at Hogwarts." Anita whispered. Harry gulped. She continued, "And, I need someone to show me around. Will you do that for me, Harry?" Harry didn't say anything. The silence was interrupted by another voice. "Your quills are ready, miss." The shop owner had handed Anita her quills. She took them and finished, without looking away from Harry, "Remember our agreement, Harry." She turned away and walked out the door. Harry waited to see if she was gone, and walked out the door, himself. He didn't want oto run into her, again. When he got outside the first person he saw was, Hermione. "Hermione!" Harry yelled. She turned around and saw him, immediately. "Hi Harry! Oh, it's been so long! How are you?" She greeted. "Hi Hermione. I'm Ok. Did Ron come, yet?" He asked. "No, haven't seen him. Where were you? I couldn't find you anywhere!" She exclaimed. "Uh, I cant remember. Let's go get our books. Come on." Harry suggested.
It was a sunny day when the Dursly's had received a knock on their door. "I'll get it." Said Harry, talking to him. "Hagrid! What are you doing here?" Exclaimed Harry. "Oh, well, I had to come and get yah. To go to Diagon Alley, 'course." Explained Hagrid. "I thought the Weasly's were going to pick me up." Responded Harry. "Well, they had a bit of trouble. Those twins have been breaking a couple of rules. But, they said they'll meet yah in Diagon Alley." Answered Hagrid. "Daddy! Mummy! The giants back! He's back, Mummy!" Exclaimed Dudley. He was about half the size of a baby Rhino and his nose was bleeding, frantically. "What?! You get out of here, you stupid prat, you!" Hollered Uncle Vernon at Hagrid. He was the size of a Rhino. "Bloody hell, you old fool. I'm not here to rob, ye. Theres nothing to rob in this dump. I'm here to take Harry. If you don't mind, 'course." Responded Hagrid. "Oh! You are, are you? Well, please take the disturbed child. He's going through puberty. So is Dudley, but you don't see him complaining. Quite as a mouse. Always with his friends. Anyways, here, take him and this fruitcake." Explained Aunt Petunia as she shoved the bunt cake in to his enormous arms. Harry blushed and turned around and walked behind Hagrid. "Let's go, Hagrid. Please." Harry pleaded. "Don't rush, Harry." Hagrid said as he turned around and they both walked to his flying motorcycle, which was in need of a good wash. "Um, Hagrid, why did Ron and Ginny have to go with them to the Ministry?" Asked Harry, as they flew up in the sky. The sun shone too brightly for Harry to keep his eyes open. " Er, well. I'm not quite sure. Just got an owl from them about a half hour ago." Explained Hagrid. Harry just kept his eyes closed. The wind blew too hard, and the sun was too bright. After about 20 minutes of flying, they arrived. Harry got off first, because he was so excited to find Hermione. When he got off, he noticed some shops he never really paid attention to before. "Quazar's Qualified Quills?" Read Harry. When Harry turned around to ask Hagrid about the shop, he was gone. He shrugged it off, and entered the shop. "Excuse me! I have ordered my quills 2 weeks ago! Where the bloody hell are they?" Exclaimed a 15-year old looking girl. She had shoulder length straight black hair with uneven tips. Her dark blue eyes were covered with layers of mascara and slick, sophisticated looking glasses. He skin was very light and soft looking. "I'm still waiting here!" The girl continued. She turned around, looking very distressed, when she spotted Harry. "Oh, Hello. I thought no one ever comes in this hellhole, anymore. Guess not. Anita Skeeter." Greeted Anita as she stuck out her hand. "Err, hi. I'm Harry." Responded Harry as he took her hand. She gasped. "Are you, The Harry Potter?" She asked, looking at his scar. Harry immediately flattened the hair that fell onto his forehead. Faster than lighting, she grabbed his hand to move it out of the way. "I have never seen the actual scar." She whispered. Harry shoved her hand off his. "No need to be violent, Mr. Potter. I just want to see it." She said. Harry stepped back. She stepped closer to him, but double the side of his step. Their noses were almost touching. "I'm new at Hogwarts." Anita whispered. Harry gulped. She continued, "And, I need someone to show me around. Will you do that for me, Harry?" Harry didn't say anything. The silence was interrupted by another voice. "Your quills are ready, miss." The shop owner had handed Anita her quills. She took them and finished, without looking away from Harry, "Remember our agreement, Harry." She turned away and walked out the door. Harry waited to see if she was gone, and walked out the door, himself. He didn't want oto run into her, again. When he got outside the first person he saw was, Hermione. "Hermione!" Harry yelled. She turned around and saw him, immediately. "Hi Harry! Oh, it's been so long! How are you?" She greeted. "Hi Hermione. I'm Ok. Did Ron come, yet?" He asked. "No, haven't seen him. Where were you? I couldn't find you anywhere!" She exclaimed. "Uh, I cant remember. Let's go get our books. Come on." Harry suggested.