Disclamer: All characters belong to J.K Rowling! I am copying the actual text of the story in my own, I do not wish to criticize the amazing work of Ms. Rowling, but I love the idea of characters reacting to their own stories. I do not own Harry Potter in any way!

Chapter 7

"Hem hem," Umbridge started, causing many of the castle, to glare at her, "I believe it is your turn to read next Pomona?" She finished sweetly.

Professor Sprout turned to glare at her, but stiffly accepted the book offered by Filius, an apologetic look in his eye. At the corner of her eye, she saw Harry, grimacing and blushing at the same time. She knew it must be embarrassing to have your life story read out to the whole school. But she remembered only now the spell put on the books, that connected physicality between the books and himself. She was glad to see that his friends were helping him though. She saw Ms. Granger, and Mr. Weasley shifted just enough to block their friend from noticeable view if something started happening, but not enough that someone would notice. She noticed the grim like dog, that had curled itself up, around the three friends, that she wondered if it knew what it was doing. It was looking at Harry with a concerned look in its eye. But it was a dog. She shook her head, the quicker this was done with the better.

"Chapter Five: Diagon Alley"

Harry woke early ... in my cupboard."

"When are you going to get over that pessimistic attitude, mate?" Ron questioned jokingly.

Harry's response was the only mature thing one could do in this situation. He took a minute to collect himself, and then looked Ron in the eye and stated, "Never!" Before sticking his tongue out.

"But why shouldn't you?" Luna questioned, glancing at him with an odd look on her face.

Harry's face darkened ever so slightly before collecting himself and kindly speaking to Luna. "Too many things have happened. First you learn to keep your guard up, but soon you learn to always expect the worse." He didn't seem to notice the pitying glances sent to him by the members of his group, or the odd stares from the rest of the school, or he just ignored them.

There was suddenly ... was swelling inside him.

"Yes!" Cried the twins. "The Happy Balloon!"

He went straight ... savaging the coat.

"Never get in the way of a prophet owl," Tonks said smartly.

"And how did you come to learn this Nymphadora?" Mad-eye smirked.

Tonks blushed a little before turning her hair red and snarling, "Don't call me Nymphadora!"

"Hagrid!" said Harry loudly. ... into the sofa.

"Hagrid," Mcgonogall groaned, "He won't know how to pay the owl."

Hagrid blushed slightly before saying, "I know that. I told him in a minute. It was a learnin' experience." Mcgonogall glanced quizzically at him, before sighing exasperated.

"What?"

"He wants ... said Hagrid sleepily.

At this Mcgonogall continued to raise her eyebrow at Hagrid.

"Knuts?"... and stretched.

"Why wouldn't you do it yourself then?" Malfoy sneered.

Hagrid just shrugged. "As I said before, it was a learnin' experience."

"Best be off, ... got a puncture.

"NO!" The twins cried again, "Not the Happy Balloon!" This made Molly look sternly at them. She wanted them to get respectable jobs at the Ministry. This nonsense wouldn't get them anywhere in life. But then she realized a few people stifling giggles around the hall. The atmosphere had been lightened slightly. Molly gave them an odd look before deciding to go back to glaring.

"Um - Hagrid?"... go and learn magic."

"You don't have any money?" Malfoy sneered. "Your one of the richest families in the magical world."

Harry blinked a bit before asking, "I am?"

At this some of the adults blinked too. How did he not know about this?

"Don't worry about ... was destroyed -"

"Why would you think it was in their house?" Hermione asked. "Muggles don't keep their money in the house, so why should wizards?"

"I don't know Mione." Harry shrugged.

"They didn' keep ... sausage he was holding.

"The one edible piece of food Hagrid makes, and you drop it?" Ron asked incredulously. He then noticed the twins snickering, and Hermione and Mrs. Weasley shook their heads fondly and he blushed.

"Goblins?"... mess with goblins, Harry.

"I bet 5 galleons Harry will end up robbing Gringotts in one of the future books." George whispered to Fred.

"You're on! Not even Harry is crazy enough to do something like that!" Fred whispered back.

Gringotts is the safest ... trying to imagine him flying.

Most of the hall was trying to do the same. But then shook their heads as they came up with nothing.

"Seems a shame ... Bungler if ever there was one.

Fudge blushed while Umbridge started ranting about insulting ministry officials.

So he pelts ... askin' fer advice."

"I do not!" Snarled Fudge.

"But what ... of Magic do?"

"Nothing!" Protested most of the DA vehemently, under their breath.

"Well, their main job ... Muggles dream up, eh?"

"Why was it that we sent Hagrid again?" Mcgonogall muttered to Professor Sprout. In return she just shrugged, not really knowing the reason behind it either.

"Hagrid," said Harry, ... I was a kid

Seeing the trio exchange looks, Mcgonogall started to wonder if there really had been a dragon, and that maybe she should have listened to all of their stories. She had looked back the next day thinking she might have been too harsh, but it couldn't have been that bad, could it?

- here we go."... canary-yellow circus tent.

"I wonder what he was doing with that anyway?" Harry murmured curiously not really asking for an answer.

"Still got yer ...(black) for day wear

"Why do we have that on there anyway it's not like anyone ever wears them?" Neville whispered to Luna and Ginny. They both just shrugged.

3. One pair of protective gloves ... Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

"Do you assign those books on purpose because of the author's name?" Hermione asked the professors.

In return they started then nodded sheepishly to the girl. They had never really realized that someone would find out about their little inside joke.

OTHER EQUIPMENT ... THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS

"Unless your bloody Potter," Malfoy muttered. Harry just smirked slightly at the lines. His friends shook their heads at him, when they saw the look. Remus looked over and for a minute was reminded wholeheartedly of James. It was the marauder coming out of him.

"Can we buy ... Dursleys had cooked up?

A few people across the hall snorted. So far, from what they heard, the Dursley's had no sense of humor.

If Harry ... had no sense of humor,

This proved their point.

he might ... Harry couldn't help trusting him.

"You trust too easily boy," Mad-eye scolded.

But the others were looking at Harry in disbelief. Hermione finally decided to say something to Mad-eye. "He really doesn't trust easily at all. It's really surprising that Harry trusted Hagrid at all. It takes a lot for him to trust kids. It took us almost all of first year to get him to open up. With adults it's even worse." She spoke firmly, but her gaze was drifting, almost as if she was thinking about something else, which she probably was. Mad-eye nodded his contentment with these words. 'CONSTANT VIGILANCE' went through his head as he thought about these words.

"This is it," ... only he and Hagrid could see it.

"That's because they can't Potter," Malfoy called across the hall, sneering the entire time.

"Well I know that now don't I?" Harry said, humoring him. "I mean this was 4-5 years ago wasn't it?" Malfoy continued sneering but didn't say anything more.

Snape was actually quite impressed with Harry before he remembered that he was an arrogant brat, just like his father. But still, it was quite a feet to be able to make Draco recoil from taunting you. He had tried to talk to the boy many a time, but it didn't seem to penetrate his skull that this behavior was unslytherin-like.

Before he could ... and making Harry's knees buckle.

Those who knew Hagrid and Harry well shook their heads. Hagrid had just brought attention onto Harry without even knowing that he had. And Harry was not going to be able to stand the attention on him for very long.

"Good Lord," ... tears in his eyes.

Harry just scowled as these words were read. Couldn't anyone get it through their thick skulls, that he was famous because his parents died, and he survived, and was orphaned.

"Welcome back, ... everyone in the Leaky Cauldron.

'I bet he just loved that, didn't he!' Snape thought bitterly.

"Doris Crockford, ... bowed to me once in a shop."

'And there's my proof!' thought Snape triumphantly. He didn't seem to notice Harry scowling and shaking his head. His words were very different from Snape's as he thought 'I should not have said that! It just put fuel to the fire!' Harry sighed. There wasn't much he could do about it now.

"He remembers!" ... "Professor Quirrell!" said Hagrid.

Most of the Great Hall gave the trio bewildered looks as they snarled at the book. Snape looked even more bitter than usual, but he was wondering how much he would need to step up his act. He had barely made it out alive, after the first meeting with the Dark Lord. Now he would find out exactly why.

"Harry, Professor Quirrell ... rather not think about it.

"Bloody stammer," was muttered through the hall, by the children from 5th year and up.

"N-not that you ... the very thought.

"No, just terrified of breaking into Gringotts!" Harry whispered to Ron and Hermione so quietly that even Remus and Sirius didn't hear him, with their canine hearing. It wasn't like they wanted to eavesdrop, they just couldn't help it, and it came in useful from time to time as a marauder.

But the others ... nasty bit o' trouble with a hag

The trio, especially Harry, were letting off a string of curses only loud enough for those around them to hear it, but those in their group of friends backed away from them.

- never been the same ... "Welcome," said Hagrid, "to Diagon Alley."

Remus smiled sadly, and Sirius looked down. They should have been the ones to take him, and with Lily and James.

He grinned at ... eight more eyes.

Ron shuddered at the ever so distant reminder of spiders. Making Harry and Hermione snicker at him.

He turned his ... they're mad..."

Molly blushed. While Remus muttered, "Seventeen sickles? They are mad! Why can't they just say galleon?" He looked up when he noticed people snickering at him. He had not been as quiet as he had thought. But he shrugged it off. It had been something Sirius would have said, and as he couldn't say anything at the moment he took the liberty. Most of the students in the hall had wondrous looks in their eyes, while the trio smiled at Remus. Most students would never guess that Remus Lupin had once been one of the most trouble making students at school.

This is why Mcgonogall, now shaking her head at Lupin, had long ago decided to keep a close watch on the quiet ones. Harry Potter had not been a surprise when he had made trouble. It was just the type of trouble that was worrying. It should have been worrying to have a child of the most notorious pranker in Hogwarts, mixed with one of the smartest and curious students that Hogwarts had ever seen. It had unnerved Mcgonogall when he had been quiet unlike his father. Now she realized that he might have other motives behind his quietness, but she decided not to think about it for now. There was no doubt that Harry Potter had caused trouble at school, but the type of trouble made it so she was constantly watching him, especially towards the end of the year. She had decided after the first year, to at least take his words to heart, because it was rare for him to come to a teacher at all. It just had never been of much use, because her unhelpfulness during Harry's first year, had led to the trio never coming for help again. The problem she had with this was the fact that this habit had led to Harry being almost killed several times.

A low, ... - fastest ever -"

Harry smirked thinking of his Firebolt, but then it turned to a frown, when he remembered it was locked up.

There were shops selling ... than treasure there.

Some shivered at the poem, but Luna just smiled. The poem was a warning to thieves who wanted nothing other than treasure. But warned those who wanted something more from their adventure there was more than what meets the eye. They would be quite pleased with the thief after they got over being distraught at the fact they were broken into, as long as something more came out of the thievery other than just someone stealing because it was valuable.

"Like I said, ... goblin's book of numbers.

Flitwick shook his head. The Goblins were proud, neat, and battle hungry creatures, Hagrid's actions would not be taken kindly.

The goblin wrinkled ... seven hundred and thirteen."

Mcgonogall groaned, way to up his curiosity, Hagrid! She thought scornfully.

The goblin read ... tell yeh that."

This time more teachers joined in Mcgonogall's groaning, and Hagrid looked a little embarrassed. How was he supposed to know he was talking to the most curious kid Hogwarts has ever seen?

Griphook held the door open ... but it was impossible.

"It is really amazing you were able to remember that many!" Neville told Harry, laughing a little when Harry looked away.

The rattling cart ... stalagmite and a stalactite?"

Hermione opened her mouth to tell him, but Harry cut her off. "I liked Hagrid's explanation just fine, thank you very much!"

"Stalagmite's got ... it," said Hagrid.

Hermione gave Harry a look, but he just shrugged. He really did like Hagrid's explanation better than what be, her long winded one.

"An' don' ask ... of little bronze Knuts.

Harry blushed a bit and looked away. He really wished the Weasley's would accept some of his money, he knew they were the poorest of those who were here, but many of the other students were also looking at him incredulously.

"All yours," ... Harry cost them to keep?

Remus and Snuffles growled at the book. Harry thought they were probably imagining it being the Dursley's, but some of the occupants of the Great Hall were looking at the pair warily.

And all the time ... "One speed only," said Griphook.

Mrs. Weasley shook her head. The goblins must really dislike Hagrid, because there were definitely slower speeds for pregnant witches and such. And any time she or her husband had asked for a slower speed it was offered to them.

They were going ... and thirteen had no keyhole.

A few of the purebloods noted that it was a high security vault, and wondered what in the name of Merlin could Hagrid be getting for Dumbledoor?

"Stand back," ... a rather nasty grin.

While reading Professor Sprout joined some of the students in grimacing about goblin culture.

Something really extraordinary ... but knew better than to ask.

Those in the school that had talked to Harry, raised eyebrows at the thought he could control his curiosity.

"Come on, ... feeling nervous.

Remus and Mcgonogall turned to glare at Hagrid. "You left him alone!" Mcgonogall demanded. When Hagrid turned away sheepish she grit her teeth and turned back to Pomona, who hadn't realized something was going on.

Madam Malkin was a ... with a pale, pointed face

Ron groaned, while Malfoy paled slightly at the mention of this conversation. All he knew is that if these books continued the way they were, Professor Snape would not be happy with him.

was standing on ... I'll smuggle it in somehow."

The teachers glared at Malfoy for his rudeness. There was a reason first years weren't allowed to have brooms, and he was acting like he was better than everyone. The only reason Potter was allowed a broom, was because he was already on the house team, and that hadn't been a problem in a century!

Harry was strongly ... Quidditch could be.

"NOOOOO!" The twins mourned over the fact that their (once) star player hadn't known what quidditch was, until Ginny came over and whacked them harshly over the head.

"I do - ... wouldn't you?"

"OI!" Shouted the Hufflepuffs, glaring at Malfoy. As he shrunk back in his seat.

"Mmm," said Harry, ... setting fire to his bed."

Most of the hall was now glaring at Malfoy, but Remus was snickering at a pouting Snuffles. "No, that was James and Sirius, celebrating a quidditch win during 6th year!" he snickered. Those that heard him joined his snickering, while those that didn't looked at the odd assortment of people shaking in mirth.

"I think he's brilliant," ... sorry at all.

The glares only intensified.

"But they were ... what you mean."

The purebloods that were neutral, and specialized in politics, nodded at the diplomatic answer. And this was someone who grew up in the muggle world!

"I really don't think ... old wizarding families.

Muggleborns in the hall that weren't already glaring (which were very few) joined in the heated glares at the Malfoy heir.

What's your surname, ... "Nothing," Harry lied.

Ron and Hermione sighed. Harry never told anyone what was wrong.

They stopped ... ter explain the rules."

"It's Not!" All of the quidditch fanatics yelled to Hagrid. He blushed slightly but didn't do anything other than shrug.

"And what are ... are a lot o' duffers, but -"

Some of the Hufflepuffs turned their glares on Hagrid, but most stayed on Malfoy.

"I bet I'm ... wasn't in Slytherin.

"That's a lie!" Harry muttered, as Remus started growling about "stupid, stupid, rat!"

You-Know-Who was one."... to curse Dudley."

The twins snickered at Harry's past actions, before their mother set her stern glare on them. They turned and winked at Harry though, and he had a feeling he might be dragged into pranking with them.

"I'm not sayin' ... ("It says pewter on yer list"),

Snape sneered. Arrogant Potter! Running around with money, thinking he's better than everyone!

but they got a nice ... yeh'd be laughed at

Neville blushed but the Gryffindor's all laughed. Finally a 6th year student spoke up. "We all like Trevor though! Whenever you lose him, we get to have fun figuring out where he will end up next!" Neville smiled at the boy, happy that they weren't laughing at him.

- an' I don' ... like Professor Quirrell.

Harry grimaced, slightly disgusted with himself, for comparing him to Quirrell.

"Don' mention it,"... looking forward to.

Choruses of agreement flooded the hall. It was what everyone looked forward to.

The last shop ... some secret magic.

Teachers stared at Harry in shock. To be able to do that meant he had to be a very powerful wizard.

"Good afternoon," ... spindly chair.

Slytherins sneered at the oaf of a man.

An old man ... for charm work."

Remus smiled and nodded with Ollivander's statement.

Mr. Ollivander moved ... excellent for transfiguration.

This time Remus smirked, then grimaced, realizing that the marauders' carefully hidden secret was going to come out through these books…

Well, I say ... white finger.

Harry grimaced a little in discomfort. The man needed to learn about personal space!

"I'm sorry to say ... very tightly as he spoke.

Umbridge eyed the umbrella greedily. She was going to use that information when she got Hagrid sent to Azkaban. She didn't believe a word of Potter's lies that Hagrid was innocent of whatever he did.

"Hmmm," ... another wizard's wand."

Neville glanced at his father's wand. If that was true, he was going to need to have a conversation with his grandmother.

Harry suddenly realized ... he seemed to become.

"How many wands did you try?" Ginny snorted.

"I lost count after about 20. A lot though." Harry said after some time. Those around him stared in shock, while others turned back to the book.

"Tricky customer, eh? ... "but what's curious?"

Harry suddenly turned very pale. He did not want this information getting out, but knew there was no stopping Umbridge.

Mr. Ollivander fixed ... gave you that scar."

The hall turned to Harry as one and looked at him. Some like Umbridge were sneering in disgust, deciding that this was proof that he was evil. Others had thoughtful looks on their faces, while others just looked merely surprised. Finally Smith (who was on Umbridge's side, and thought he was evil) spoke up. "You have You-Know-Who's brother wand!" he sneered. "That's Just another reason to think you are evil!"

Protests from Harry's group of people were thrown at him, but Harry just shrugged, turned away, and called, "It means that Voldemort can not duel me, that's it. Either you want me to become a more open target to Voldemort by getting rid of the wand, or being able to have a defense is up to you. But one of those options doesn't put you in a good light." he snarked. Smith stood in shocked silence, and slowly Sprout turned back to read, a little ashamed of how her Puff was acting.

Harry swallowed. ... looked so strange, somehow.

Muggleborn and raised nodded. The worlds were so different that it always was strange walking back into one.

"You all right, ... 'smatter of fact."

People smiled at Hagrid. That was a very tactful way of cheering Harry up. Hagrid was singled out because he was half giant, and saying that he still had fun, probably lifted Harry's spirits.

Hagrid helped ... blinked and Hagrid had gone.

Mcgonogall groaned again, Hagrid had forgotten to tell Harry how to get on the platform. Oblivious to Mcgonogall's mutterings, Sprout told the Great Hall that she had finished the chapter.