Harry was amazed at the vastness of London, all he knew was the lush green forest, the comfortable walls of Jasmine's palace, the only thing wrong with growing up in the realm of Magic fairies, he didn't have a clue how to deal with children his own age. Once he learned of his magical heritage, he tried to learn all he could about magic, some of the fairies serving under his Aunt, either ignored him or tried to teach him their area of expertise. He especially loved the fairy of magical creatures.
Jasmine looked down at her ten year old nephew. She had kept him safe, raised him as her own, however even though she knew she bungled up as Harry was the only child on the Isle of Magic, he wasn't socialized with other children.
"Can we find all my school supplies in London?" Harry questions as he read over the list.
Jasmine giggled. "If you know where to go."
The two went into the Leaky Cauldron. Tom the barkeep looked up and gasped at the sight of Harry Potter and someone who looked remarkably like the late and lamented Lily Potter.
A few people dared to shake hands with Harry, only to be stopped by Jasmine's hard stare.
"How do they know my name?" Harry questions as Jasmine leads them into the back.
"Because my poppet, you're famous in the Wizarding world, remember when we had the talk about your parents?" Jasmine responds, she pressed her hand into the back wall, as the Fairy of Magic, she didn't need any secret passwords. She felt the barrier recognize her and the bricks parted.
"Yes" Harry confirmed
"Everyone knows who you are because you are the only known person to survive an attack from Voldemort." Jasmine states, as she stepped into Diagon Alley.
Jasmine had a wistful expression on her face. She remembered the first time she saw Diagon Alley, she shook off the memories as the duo made their first stop, the bank.