HARRY POTTER AND THE PHILOSOPHERS STONE; NO SPELL FOR LOVE.
CHAPTER ONE; THE TWINS WHOM LIVED.
It was a dark night on the street of Privet Drive, one of the most ordinary, dull streets in England, nothing very extravagant really ever happened there, but that was through the eyes of a muggle; through the eyes of a wizard this was a wonderful street, in which one of their saviours had spent a great deal of his childhood life, however he certainly didn't agree to that, he would have much preferred being in his sisters shoes; however this is getting ahead of the story, one which all started on the previously mentioned street.
A single owl was flying along the street, which was quite strange for such a place, however it went unnoticed, when the owl disappeared behind a house an old man then appeared in its place, walking out through the trees, walking calmly and purposefully towards the centre of the street, where he stopped and held out an object that appeared to be a lighter, and with each wave of said lighter, a light in the street went out, looking as though it had been drawn into the odd contraption.
A small cats 'meow' called him out of his task after it had been completed, looking down at the cat he stated; "I should have know that you would be here, Professor McGonagall." And with that the feline took a great leap, and within that leap, transformed into a strict looking woman wearing a pointy hat much like the elder mans, and she was also wearing a cloak like his, although hers was more feminine.
"Good evening Professor Dumbledore," She nodded towards him, swiftly walking up next to him, her heels giving a firm clack with each step she took. "Are the rumours true Albus?" She inquired as she began to walk along side him at the now named, Dumbledore's hand gesture.
"I'm afraid so Professor, the good, and the bad." He answered, lightly at first, then turning grim at the second.
"And the twins?" She inquired further, almost desperately.
"Hagrid is bringing them." He answered, seemingly to try and calm her down, however due to her next statement, it was obvious that that didn't work.
"Do you think it wise, to trust him with something as important as this?"
"Ah Professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life." He answered simply, a small smile on his face.
A large, unknown sound interrupted them, making the two turn their heads to determine the source, once the flying item came closer, the two were made aware of the fact that it was a large burly man on a motorcycle, he was much too big to be considered a normal human, but to small to be considered a giant either.
McGonagall looked as though she were going to be having a heart attack, while Dumbledore looked calm as ever. "Professor Dumbledore, sir, Professor McGonagall." He let out a small breath between each name as he took off his gloves.
"No problems I trust, Hagrid?" Asked Dumbledore to the man that the two had been talking about, only a few moments before.
"No sir, the little tykes fell asleep just before we were flying over Bristol." He told them as he was walking over to them, looming over both with a small child in each arm. "Try not to wake them? There you go." He handed the two over, one wrapped in blue to Dumbledore, while the one in white to McGonagall.
"Albus, do you really think it's safe, leaving them with these people, I've watched them all day; they're the worst sort of muggle... imaginable!" She walked along side him, being careful of the small girl in her arms all the while. "They really are-" She was then cut off by Dumbledore.
"The only family they have." He finished, still looking down at the little boy in his arms.
"These children will be famous, there won't be a child in our world who doesn't know their names!" McGonagall tried to convince, however was fruitless.
"Exactly, he is far better, growing up, away from all that." McGonagall obviously didn't notice that he only mentioned one of the two children, so she continued, or at least tried to, until Dumbledore stopped her once again. "Until he is ready."
Finally noticing that he only mentioned the boy, McGonagall inquired; "What about the girl?" As the boy was being placed on the ground at the doorstep of the house they have been talking outside of.
"You are right, I can only hope that they will take care of this one, trusting them with two will be quite the gamble," he then took the girl, whom was looking up the two of them with inquisitive, bright green eyes, the colour of which, resembled her mother's so very much, "she is also ready for this life, or haven't you noticed, she has been awake this entire time, I dare say she has been awake ever since Hagrid picked them up." Looking down at the child as well, McGonagall gasped.
"But she has been so quiet, is there something wrong with her?"
"No, no, of course not, she is just very much like her mother, and less of a trouble maker than her father, that much is clear as well." At this a small, tearful laugh was let out by the man behind them.
"There, there Hagrid, after all, this is not really goodbye after all." The white haired male comforted, making the giant nod gratefully, yet sadly.
The two looked down at the boy once again, also with small, almost unnoticeable tears in their eyes, handing the girl to McGonagall once again, whom took the girl quickly, smiling down at her, making soft baby noises, attempting to keep her amused, however the girl seemed to give her a look as though the woman above her were insane, McGonagall put this down to a hallucination however, but stopped making the noises regardless.
She watched as her superior placed a single letter on the babies chest that was covered by a blanket, stating;
Mr and Mrs V. Dursley.
4 Privet Drive.
Little Whinging.
Surrey.
"Good luck, Harry Potter." Dumbledore whispered, looking mainly at the scar in the middle of the boys head, just as McGonagall was looking down at the girls scar, which was in the shape of a star, further to the left side of her face, right along the hair line.
"You're a little lucky star; Kasumi Potter" She whispered this close, so no one could hear, aside from the one she was talking to, the one with stunning green eyes, and white as snow hair, that she got from neither of her parents.
The world of wizarding had just gotten out of one mess, and was about to get into another, just how would it change this time?
Ok! Well, some of you may have realised by this chapter, but I'm going by the movie, and it's scenes, so please rate and review, and send in whom you want as the couple; but it can't be Fred, cause it'd be to sad!
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