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Chapter 3
Harry had started his chores soon after reading his Hogwarts letter and he was glad that the Boyd's had gone out before it arrived. Half way through cleaning the kitchen he was startled by a snowy owl tapping at the window. Noticing that it had something in its claws he quickly let it in. The owl dropped a pouch and a letter onto the bench before flying over to sit on the back of a chair, hooting softly. Harry smiled and grabbed some food from the fridge and a container of water before setting it up near the owl. Looking down at the letter, he picked it up curiously. Another hoot from the owl told him he should probably open it.
Dear Harry Potter,
I am a close friend of your real parents, Lily and James Potter. We have been searching for you and your twin for nearing eleven years now. When we found out that you would be attending Hogwarts we set a tracking charm on the letters to you and Hermione. The owl is yours now; her name is up to you to decide and in the pouch is some Wizarding money to purchase your school supplies. Whichever of the Hogwarts staff collects you to take you to Diagon Alley, don't trust them. They will also possibly be the same person who collects your twin, Hermione Potter. I will have people in Diagon Alley watching out for you. If the staff member leaves you and Hermione at any time, run. Look for the blonde haired family with a young boy your age. They are the Malfoy's and will protect you and your brother. They also know your parents. They'll take you and Hermione to a safe place. This letter will burn itself when you are done reading it so I hope you have a good memory.
Good Luck,
T.R
Just like the letter said, flames suddenly appeared from nowhere causing Harry to drop it in shock and watch it burn on the floor he'd just cleaned. Sighing he got a dust pan and brush to sweep up the ashes before turning to the pouch. Curiously, he opened it and looked in his eyes widening at the sight. He hurried down to his basement room and put the pouch into a small lock box which he kept his most precious things in and hid it under his cot bed before returning upstairs to continue his work. The snowy owl hooted again, this time in annoyance at being forgotten.
"Oh, right. You're my owl now and you need a name. Hmm. Oh! How about Hedwig? Will that do?" Harry asked her. Hedwig hooted happily at her new name before going back to her food. In the meantime Harry finished his indoor chores before heading outside to tidy the garden. After finishing his work he decided he'd better write a reply to Hogwarts. However, before he could the Boyd's returned home.
"Boy! Get over here and carry all this shopping in then make us dinner!" Reginald yelled from outside. Harry had been washing his hands and sneaking a pen, envelope and piece of paper from his father's office; he quickly ran down to the basement and hid the things he took before walking outside to the boot of the car. It was a lot of shopping for a small eleven year old boy to carry but he did it anyway. About ten minutes later Harry heard the screech of his mother's voice.
"REGINALD! THERE'S AN OWL IN MY DINING ROOM!" Harry groaned; he'd completely forgotten about Hedwig which was not good at all. He grabbed the last of the shopping and hurried inside, quickly putting the shopping away before running to the dining room. Reginald had bought out his gun and had it pointed at Hedwig who had been trapped in a box.
"Sir, please don't kill her. She's my owl and I forgot I'd left her in here. I need her for school." Harry pleaded, standing in front of the box.
"School? You don't go to school, boy. Why would you need an owl for school?" Reginald asked loudly.
"Father! Harry's got a letter. It's been opened." Mitchel yelled, a smug look on his face as he ran into the room, letter in hand.
"Who'd want to send you letter's, boy?" Reginald asked before taking the letter out of his son's hand and opening it. Reginald read it before calling his wife down and having a whispered discussion right in front of him. The adults kept sending him surreptitious looks and frowns, waving their arms about as they argued. Finally Mrs Boyd gave up and sighed.
"You can go to this fancy school of yours, boy but don't expect us to be here when you get back over the holidays because we certainly won't be here." Reginald said, turning to Harry with a frown.
"Yes sir. Thank you, sir." Harry said with a smile.
"And I don't want to find this bird in my house unless it's in a cage. Go and reply already. As soon as you give confirmation the sooner I can get you out of my house." Reginald added as an afterthought.
"Of course sir." Harry said picking up the box that held Hedwig and taking it outside. He set her free and before she left for the nearest tree she gave him a soft hoot and an affectionate nip on the finger. Harry smiled again before heading back inside to make the Boyd's dinner.
Two Months later…
A knock sounded on the Boyd's front door. Harry hurried to open it on pain of punishment but found that Reginald was already there. A large man stood, filling the doorway. Harry stood next to Reginald with a wide-eyed look.
"You're Harry then?" The large man asked gruffly. Harry could only nod before Reginald spoke up.
"Yes, this is Harry Potter. Are you the staff member from this Hogwarts place?" he asked.
"Indeed. My name's Rubeus Hagrid. I'm here to take Harry shopping in Diagon Alley. School starts next week, see." Rubeus replied.
"I just need to get a few things then we can go. Mind waiting a bit, Mr Hagrid?" Harry asked as politely as he could. Hagrid nodded and Harry ran off. Down in the basement Harry pulled out his small lock box and checked he had his key on its chain around his neck. He then grabbed his small whistle he used to call Hedwig and ran out of the basement. When he reached the door, Reginald was still standing there looking at Rubeus and it was he who noticed Harry.
"Right then, you ready to go? We still have to pick up a young lady to go shopping with us in Diagon Alley." Rubeus Hagrid asked. The large man grinned when Harry nodded. The duo left and headed to another house that was only a couple of blocks away. An hour later, they were walking through Diagon Alley. Hermione and Harry were startled to see that they looked exactly alike when they first met, however now they were gazing in wonder at the shopping district around them.
"You two go and purchase your books from that shop. I've got a bit of business to attend to, I'll be back shortly." Hagrid said, pointing at Flourish & Blotts. The recently reunited twins nodded and walked into Flourish & Blotts as Hagrid walked off. The pair quickly opened their lock boxes and pulled out the identical pouches and bought their books. After placing the books into the cauldrons they had bought when they first got to Diagon Alley they took a look out the window, searching for Hagrid before quickly walking out of the shop. They'd seen a blonde family in the clothing shop, Madam Malkin's and hurried over to it, holding each other's hands so neither would get lost. The door jingled as they entered.
A young blonde boy about their age walked over to them with a beautiful blonde woman and an equally handsome blonde man.
"About time you got here. We didn't want to stay in one shop too long but from the looks of things you have everything except your robes." The boy said.
"Draco, remember your manners." The woman scolded.
"Sorry, Mother." The boy, Draco, said sheepishly.
"Come with us. We'll send for Madam Malkin later and get your robes made. I'm sure you've wanted to meet your real family for a long time." The woman said, smiling at the twins. Hermione and Harry looked at each other and nodded.
"We have. We've not quite got all our things-" Hermione started.
"-from the other stores either but I suppose-" Harry continued.
"-it can wait for a little bit longer." Hermione finished.
"Ah, twin-speak. Alright, that oaf Hagrid will be looking for you soon so we had better go. Hold on, we're going to apparate." The man said. Hermione and Harry grabbed onto the man and held on tightly as he apparated. It felt like they were being squeezed through a tube and it made them both want to be sick. Before they knew it they had arrived at their destination.
In front of them was a magnificent looking Manor House.
"Welcome to Malfoy Manor. I'm Lucius Malfoy, my wife is Narcissa Malfoy and my son is Draco Malfoy." The man, Lucius said as another pop sounded from beside them. Harry and Hermione looked at the house in awe. Their expressions made Lucius chuckle slightly.
"Let's go inside. I'm sure your parents would love to see you." Narcissa said giggling slightly.