Chapter 3

I stared up at the ever ticking clock. 'Twelve fifteen, where is he!'

The nervousness that coursed through my body was indescribable. I had no earthly idea what I was looking for in…was it Dragon Valley? I glanced down at the letter Dumbledore had sent me. Nope. It's Diagon Alley, as if that makes any sense. Is the 'Alley' diagonal or something?

I have these entire thoughts swirl in my head while simultaneously sweeping my raven locks out of my eyes. 'Stupid hair.'

My eyes travel to the grandfather clock opposite of where I was seated. Twelve thirty. 'Come ON! I just want to get this over with.'

Huge stomping noises bring me back to my senses. The enormous sounds reverberating in the halls did absolutely nothing for my nervous jitters. The footsteps fell in sync with the beating of my heart, becoming faster every minute.

Shakily, I got up, out of my comfort zone, and walked towards the secret door, leading out of the "Gryffindor" common room.

Oddly enough it was a big picture, a MOVING picture. Yes, I said moving. I went through the portrait and into the corridor, where I almost became road kill.

Hagrid's POV

"FANG! Stop yer' bellowin'!" I yelled through the little window of my one half -giant size hut. I tried to go back to sleep, but it was no use. "Damn dog…wakin' me up like this." I murmured as I sat up in bed.

I got in my shower at the opposite side of the hut. Afterwards, I finished my usual mornin' chores: feedin' Fang, feedin' the flobberworms, tendin' the pumpkin patch, and feedin' the thesterals. But I couldn't help but think I had left something out. I checked ma' pocket watch and saw it was twelve twenty.

"I almost forgot Alexsis!" I exclaimed as I took off in a sprint towards the castle.

"MOVE OUTTA MA' WAY PEEVES!" I bellowed as ran into cackling Peeves, who was at the moment pelting me with water- filled balloons.

'A-almost there.' I huffed.
With my set mind of trying to get to Gryffindor Tower as quickly as I could, I did not see a raven-haired girl climb out of the portrait hole.

BAM!

I had collided with something quite a bit smaller than me. I looked down to see a girl rubbing her head in pain and groaning.

Alexsis's POV

"Alexsis! Alexsis can you hear meh?" you heard someone say, but it sounded distant.

"Uhnnggg…anyone get the tag to tha' semi?" I mumbled incoherently.

I opened my eyes to see the large form of Hagrid kneeling beside me. That's when I noticed that I was on the floor, the floor of the corridor.

"Oh Alexsis! I'm sorry. I didn't see ya 'ere. I was too busy tryin' ta get here as fast as I could."

"That's okay Hagrid. But could you help me up?" I questioned, finally my whole consciousness back in order.

"Sure Alexsis!" His trashcan-sized hands came down upon me and picked me up effortlessly off the ground, high in the air.

"OKAY! OKAY! PUT ME DOWN! PUT ME D-ahh thank you Hagrid." I said breathlessly. He laughed his thunderous laugh while I just stared at him wide eyed and shaking.

"We best be goin' Alexsis." He said while looking at his pocket watch.

I liked Hagrid. Sure, he was a little scary when you first meet him. But those feelings subside after you talk to him.

"You can call me Al if you want, but I mean it's okay if ya don't to. It's just short…for Alexsis.." I trailed off softly. I didn't really open up to people much; just my family.

However, Hagrid just smiled. "Okay, Al it is then. Let's go."

He directed me through the long, wide corridors. The stone walls were lined with paintings of people. They were all chatting amongst themselves, or moving into another painting.

Some, though, stare at me, whispering to one another. But some talked openly about my sudden presence.

"Who is she?" one painting of a knight drawled to another of a homely witch.

"She's the one Dumbledore's been talking about." She said snobbishly.

"OH! The one with" but I never got to hear what the knight was a bout to say because Hagrid and I had walked out of hearing distance.

"Well we're here!" Hagrid said with a proud smile plastered on his face.

You looked around. "Uh... Hagrid, this is a wall." And it was indeed a wall. Unlit torches lined both sides of where Hagrid was now pacing in front of.

Suddenly, a large, oak door appeared, with a golden plate above it that read:
Room of Requirement .

Hagrid turned to smile smugly at you. "Just a wall huh?" he said jokingly.

"Don't get a big head, it's just a door." I scoffed, though with a playful smile. Hagrid just laughed.

As I walked inside, all I could see was one fireplace and a small flower pot full of what seemed to be dirt. I walked over to get a better look, and found myself to be mistaken.

The dirt was green.

And there is no such thing as green dirt. Or that I know of.

And that must mean that it was never dirt in the first place.

"H-Hagrid, how exactly are we getting to Diagon Alley?" I inquired.

"By floo powder o'course!" he boomed as he grabbed a handful of the green non dirt, and stepped into the fireplace.

Once he seen that I had not stepped inside the fireplace along with him, he smiled a reassuring smile and grabbed my shoulders while steering me towards the fireplace.

"But Hagrid…" I started but Hagrid interrupted me by yelling loudly, "Diagon Alley!" and throwing the unknown dirt-like substance, throwing me into a coughing fit.

My hair swirled around as if it were in a tornado. I tucked my elbows in 'til they were jabbing into my stomach.

We finally came to an abrupt stop, jerking me backwards to the ground. Hagrid walked out as if nothing had ever happened. I, on the other hand, crawled out on my hands and knees, covered in soot and trembling from head to toe.

"Land!" I yelled, earning myself many odd looks. I crawled quickly out of the fireplace and kissed the cobblestone sidewalk.

"Al, come on." Hagrid said while laughing. I got up and took my first look at my surroundings.

"Whoa."