Hi Me again this story is a collab co-written with Blazefire19, Thank you friend so I do not own, Gargoyles, Harry Potter, American Dragon; Jake Long or Wizards of Waverley Place, accept my OC's.
Chapter 3: The Letters from No One, and The Keeper of Keys
Drake managed to sneak Harry back to The Dursley's and get his amulet back without Harry knowing before the Dursley's woke up on the Morning he was let out. Luckily The Dursley's weren't the wiser, but the Summer Holidays had begun.
So Harry avoided Dudley's gang as they played Harry Hunting. Harry would go to Brooklyn, Drake, Henry and Lyra to avoid the Gang who's reputation at school fell drastically. Thanks to the Shirts and Goodies Henry and Lyra made of Dudley and Piers inside the Python Tank sopping wet with miserable looks on their faces below the caption read, ' Where Bullies Belong!'.
One month, Harry informed his friends after escaping a near toilet dunking from Dudley who was going to Smeltings where Mr. Dursley had gone to school, and he was going to Stonewall High. " Is that why he's wearing those colorful shorts?" Drake asked. " I thought he was wearing an early Halloween Costume."
" Yeah, they're the school uniforms. What I'm supposed to be wearing just looks like elephant skin to me," Harry responded, remembering his Aunt dyeing Dudley's old clothes.
" Did anything come in the mail for you?" He asked seeing an Owl on their chimney. Henry had already gotten one of his own. Lyra's would come next year.
" Uh, yeah, I did, but my Uncle got his hands on it before I can read it and burned it," Harry said in an awkward tone. Brooklyn was shocked, that somebody like Dursley would burn a letter for his only nephew!
" That poor man." He said. Well at least Privet Drive won't have a rat problem He thought he watched as Dudley's friends left for home after another failed game of Harry Hunting.
Over the next few weeks, more letters kept coming for Harry, always having Uncle Vernon burn them in the fire..
At one point, Uncle Vernon told Harry that he was getting to big for his cupboard, and moved him up to the second bedroom.
Drake was sitting on the front porch watching all this with a glass of Cherry Lemonade. Even though Brooklyn learned how to cook from Broadway, Drake is better at it. He specialities were Chinese, Italian and Mexican dishes, the later being taught by his Aunt Theresa. " This just keeps getting better." He chuckled as more Owls kept coming. He knew Vernon only moved Harry out of the Cupboard and into Dudley' second bedroom because the CPS would get suspicious of the Letter saying the Cupboard Under the Stairs.
On Sunday, Vernon looked quite relaxed with himself, despite his crazy antics of trying to block the mail slot with a piece of wood.
He was wrong about the letters not coming on Sunday as suddenly, the chimney started spurting out letters everywhere, Petunia screaming and Harry tried catching one...
"That does it! We're going away! Where they can't find us!" Roared Vernon, grabbing Harry's shoulders. Dudley stared.
"Daddy's gone mad, hasn't he?"
As soon as they took off, Brooklyn snuck in and grabbed a letter as They tracked them." Cokeworth?" Drake asked as the unpacked in a different hotel. " Why would Vernon take Petunia here this where she lived before they met."
At the hotel restaurant the morning after they slept the hotel manager came over to their table carrying a letter addressed in green ink. The family was unaware of Brooklyn's own family following them and that Brooklyn had gotten a hold of Harry's letter.
"Excuse me but is one of you Harry James Potter? Only got about a hundred of these at the front desk."
Harry tried grabbing it, but Vernon slapped his hand out of the way.
"I'll take them," he grunted, and the bewildered lady followed him out. They left once again soon after in the car, another car following in their wake, but at a distance.
" I wonder who could've possibly tipped them off." Drake said fake casually. As they reached the ocean.
" Well you gotta admire Vernon's persistence." Henry said.
It was horrible inside the hut after crossing the freezing water in a rowboat and the only food that Vernon had brought were four bananas and two bags of chips. He tried starting a fire, but the chip bags just shriveled.
The family went to bed but Harry lay awake, drawing a birthday cake in the sand, until a knocking was heard on the door.
Hi! Are we still writing?
BOOM! The door came clean off it hinges. " Knock, Knock." Drake said casually as the family walked in with Hagrid.
Vernon and Petunia came down, his eyes widening at the sight of that strange family again who first came to call all those months ago when they first moved in. He was carrying a gun in his hands, which what had been in the long thin package.
"Y-you! What are you doing here?" Vernon yelped aloud, the gun in his hands shaking, while Harry was shocked that this family had been following them the whole
" We didn't come alone." Drake said as Hagrid stepped inside.
" Sorry Abou' Tha'." He said putting the door back in the frame.
" Brooklyn you can take off the amulet." He said. " Dragon Up!" He said. Morphing into a Dragon as he breathed a ball of Fire into the Fireplace.
That's okay. It was just a hunkering down day at our house.
Harry stared at the half giant as he sat down on the couch, while Brooklyn and his kids stood to one side, as the giant tended to the fire that Drake made.
"E-excuse me, but who are you?" He asked.
The giant smiled. "Rubeus Hagrid, keeper of the keys and grounds at Hogwarts. Surely you know about Hogwarts?"
Harry shook his head. "Sorry, no."
Hagrid was surprised. "No? Blimey Harry, do yeh wonder where yeh mum and dad learnt it all? Yeh have magic, and so do they, hence the dragon boy."
Harry couldn't speak for a while. They had to be joking!
Drake grabbed hold of Vernon' s gun which turned orange with heat and melted into a puddle on the floor. " The Dragon Boy, Has a name Hagrid." Brooklyn took off his amulet exposing his true form. Side by side he and Drake looked alike.
"Righ, sorry abou' that, Drake is it?" Hagrid asked sheepishly.
" Yep, Harry think back to those times you were scared, upset or angry." The Dragon said.
Harry recalled those days, appearing on the roof of the school, the vanishing glass, regrowing hair, etc. All of this was slowly dawning on him, and Hagrid chuckled.
"See? Yeh can be quite a Wizard once yer trained up a bit. Bu I think we need ter celebrate yer birthday. Might've sat on it, bu' it will taste alrigh!"
He handed Harry a birthday cake before turning to Brooklyn. "An' I think it is fine yeh read yer letter!"
Henry already received his." Brooklyn explained. Handing Harry the letter.
Harry smiled taking the letter from Brooklyn, opened it and read aloud:
"Dear Mr. Potter, we are pleased to inform you that you've been accepted at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"
Uncle Vernon suddenly got his courage back. "No! He'll not be going, I tell you! We swore when we'd took him in we'd stamp out that dangerous nonsense!"
" You knew, You knew all along and you never even told Me?!" Harry said to his Aunt and Uncle.
" Don't know why your so surprised Harry." Drake said casually.
" Yeah, it is hard not to when your relatives don't tell you anything for eleven years," Harry responded to Drake, still pretty mad.
^Petunia approached. "Of course we knew. How could you not be? My perfect sister being who she was. My mother and father were so proud the day she got her letter. 'We have a witch in the family, isn't it wonderful?' But I was the only one to see her for what she was, a freak! Then she met that Potter and I knew you'd be the same just as strange and abnormal as you please. Then she went and got herself blown up and we got landed with you!"
Harry was furious at her words. "'Blown Up'? You told me my parents died in a car crash!" He yelled.
A CAR CRASH!" Hagrid and Drake shouted. Drake's eyes glowed white as the fire raged. " YOU LIED TO HIM?!" Drake shouted. " Actually why am I surprised."
" IT'S AN OUTRAGE!" Hagrid shouted at Dursleys. " A SCANDAL!"
Vernon quailed, but still didn't lose his glare. "He will not be going!" He growled.
Hagrid glared back. "Oh ho, and I suppose a great Muggle like yerself's gonna stop him, are yeh?"
Harry raised his brow. "Muggle?" Unbeknownst to them, Dudley had taken the liberty to sneak Harry's cake.
"Non magic folk." He quickly explained. "This boy's had his name down ever since he was born! He's going to the finest school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world, and will be under the finest Headmaster Hogwarts has ever seen, Albus Dumbledore!"
That's when Vernon said the most stupidest thing in front of a group of magical people: "I will not pay to have a crackpot old fool to teach the boy magic tricks!" He bellowed.
" OH NO YOU DID NOT!" Drake shouted only for Brooklyn to restrain him. " BROOKLYN LET GO, I'M GONNA POUND THAT J*** CLEAN THROUGH ROCKY FLOOR!" He snarled.
Hagrid pulled out his umbrella while Brooklyn restrained Drake. "NEVER INSULT ALBUS DUMBLEDORE IN FRONT OF ME!" He roared. Vernon felt in fear of being speared on the end by the umbrella, until Hagrid spotted Dudley eating the cake. He pointed his umbrella. A silver purple light shot out, and a curly pig tail appeared in Dudley's rear end.
" I take it back, this is better." Drake said, calming down as the Dursley's ran into the other room.
" Odd how he only got a tail." Henry said.
" I guess because he was so much like a pig there was nothing else left to do." Lyra deduced.
Hagrid grinned awkwardly. "Er, I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell people at Hogwarts about that. "Strictly speakin' I'm not allowed ter do magic."
Harry nodded, he can keep Hagrid's secret well enough.
" Well we gotta get a move on." Brooklyn said putting his amulet back on.
" Yeah." Drake said. As the followed Hagrid. " You coming Harry?" He asked.
Harry glanced back towards where his relatives were. Then he decided that there was really nothing keeping him here, and that there might be something better for him in this magic world, so he grabbed his jacket and followed them out the door.
The End...
So there you have it folks, Chapter 4 is still in the Workshop would like to Point out I will not be doing one big book but seven different stories.
