Already two chapters in and this story now has 100 viewers following and favoring it and keeps going. Some of you may be asking, Am I going with the Movie or the Books? Well, a mix of both actually, but it will depend on what scenes make the most sense. Now for some Q & A

Roboman: I may use a flashback here or there but we shall see.

Ultrakid202020: Yeah, I'm not making it into that kinda fic.

But anyway, let's dive into Hell!

Chapter 3

Diagon Alley

"Oh wow, this is the human world. It's really… gray," Charlie said as she was a little bit disappointed at what she saw versus what she expected. She took a peek out the alleyway they were in and saw the many people and cars around the streets. "Not too different from what Pentagram City is like."

"We're still in the city, dear. It's a lot more different in the countryside," Lilith said to her daughter and pulled her back into the alleyway as she looked at her son. "Harry, did you bring everything that you need to," she asked the boy as he checked on the gifts he received as well Samael wrapped around his arm.

"Yes, Mom. I have everything,"

"Good. Now the place we're going to is called the Leaky Caldron. Don't talk to anyone on the way, don't stare, and don't show any magic or anything demonic," the Queen of Hell said to both of her children as she retracted the horns on her head to make herself look like a normal human. Or at least as normal as she can be for an eight-foot-tall woman with a supermodel's figure. With a snap of her fingers, her dark dress with the matching elbow-length gloves turned into a light pair of blue jeans with a white sweater and a tan coat over them. She then looked at her children and with a snap of her finger, gave them a simple change in clothing.

For Charlie, she had a dark pair of pants with a white long-sleeve shirt that had a unicorn on it with a puffy light blue coat. Seeing the unicorn on her shirt, Charlie had a large happy grin, and her family believed they heard some sort of squeak from it. As for Harry, his outfit changed to a plaid-patterned red and black shirt with tan pants. When the change of clothes was complete, Samael slithered into Harry's shirt to hide away.

"That should make us blend in a little bit more with these humans until we find the magical pub," Lilith said as she led her children out of the alleyway and into the streets of London.

While they were looking for the Leaky Cauldron, many men throughout the crowd were wolf-whistling and cat-calling at the Queen of Hell as they passed by.

"Hey there, gorgeous! Want to have dinner tonight?"

"You need some help, ma'am? 'cause I'll gladly lead you and your kids wherever!"

"Hey, am I in Heaven? Because you are an Angel!"

Hearing that last one, Lilith rolled her eyes while she and the kids sped up.

"Mom sure knows how to charm a man, even if she doesn't mean to," Charlie sheepishly told Harry.

"She is the most popular woman in Hell and is very beautiful," Harry whispered as they both walked behind their mother. One woman smacked her husband as she caught him staring at their mother.

'It's not easy being this beautiful apparently,' the Queen thought as she flipped her hair back as some idiots ran into one another. "We're here," she announced as they stood in front of a small black building that looked rundown.

"Seems a little shady don't you think, Mom," Harry asked.

"Which is why it's perfect for some magic users to hang around here," Lilith told her son as she entered through the door with Charlie and Harry following her. Once they entered, they saw many people dressed very oddly and old-fashioned as if they traveled back in time to the Victorian era. 'Now, where could he be,' the Queen of Hell asked herself as she looked among the people in the so-called pub.

"Are you lost, ma'am? We don't usually get customers like you and your kids," Tom, the owner of the place asked.

"No, nothing of that sort. I'm looking for someone named Rubeus Hagrid," Lilith said before Tom pointed out who she was looking for. "Are you Hagrid," she asked a man that was a foot taller than she was and had messy dark hair with a thick bushy beard while wearing a large brown faded coat.

"I am. You must be Harry's mum, Lilith," Hagrid said as his attention was now on the boy. "Been a long time Harry, I haven't seen you since you were a baby."

"You know me?"

"Of course, I know you. Saw you back when you were with yer birth parents," Hagrid smiled as his attention was now on the young lady next to the eleven-year-old. "And who might you be?"

"Oh, hi, I'm Charlie. I'm Harry's big sister," the Princess of Hell introduced herself as she stuck her hand out to shake.

"Well, aren't you a sweet little thing? Nice to meet yer," Hagrid shook her hand, with her entire arm.

"Pleasure's all mine," Charlie said as her arm felt like a wet noodle until the giant of a man let go of her arm.

"Well now, I think it's time we get Harry his school supplies," Hagrid said as he stood up from his chair and proceeded to the back of the building with Harry and his family following behind him.

"So, what do you do, Hagrid," Lilith politely asked. "If we were told to meet you, that means you have something to do with Hogwarts."

"Me? I'm the keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. Look after the school and the Keys, keep an eye on the Forbidden Forest in case anything where ter come out since I live close by. Taking care of some magical creatures that Professor Kettleburn needs. I'm sure yer know a lot about magical creatures Miss Lilith being from where you are."

"Somewhat. There are a lot of devilish creatures in Hell, not including sinners, many in the Wrath Ring and very untamed."

"Any dragons?"

"Dragons? We do have them, actually. Lava Salamanders are the most common and the Black Bahamut is the biggest breed. No one but my husband has ever tamed one. You would like a dragon," Lilith asked after answering Hagrid's question.

"I think they're fascinating creatures. Very misunderstood. But anyway, we're wasting time," Hagrid said as he took out his umbrella and tapped the bricks at the right places. The bricks soon folded away and moved to make a hidden entrance leading to an entirely different shopping district. Harry and Charlie were both amazed at what they saw and how it differed from both Hell and the city they were walking through. "Welcome to Diagon Alley," Hagrid said as he saw the kids looking in awe.

The Princess of Hell took Harry by the arm and pulled him into the crowd as they passed by many shops. "Harry, look!" she pointed to Sugarplum's Sweets Shop that sold a lot of tasting-looking sweets there. "Don't they look good?"

"They sure do," he said before getting dragged again to another part of the district to Eeylops Owl Emporium that had many owls from barn owls to snowy owls, to great horned owls.

"Aren't they adorable, especially that little guy." she pointed to the barn owl in the corner.

"It's okay looking," Harry said as he looked at all the different birds. He soon ended up eyeing a snowy owl, which Lilith and Hagrid noticed.

The Princess of Hell turned to her mother as she begged her. "Mom, can we get some stuff, pretty please?"

"As much as I want to say yes, Charlotte, I'm afraid we can't since these witches and wizards have a different currency than we do," Lilith told her daughter as she gave a pout.

This made Harry ask a simple, yet reasonable question. "But Mom, if they have different money than home, how am I going to pay for all my supplies?" They were extremely wealthy in Hell as Lucifer had plenty of business deals and his own theme park. Here, they were pretty much penniless.

"Don't you worry about that, Harry. We can get your money from Gringotts, the Wizarding Bank," Hagrid pointed to the white building that looked lopsided all around not too far from where they were standing, but still towered over all the other shops they saw. "Come along now," he said, leading the way.

As they entered the wizarding bank, Harry couldn't help but notice that all the workers of the bank were run by goblins. Sometimes sinners in Hell resembled goblins, but this time these goblins were pale-looking rather than the green-skinned monsters that he knew of. "So this is where all the wizard money comes and goes?"

"Indeed, Harry. Goblins are clever little critters, but they can be the most unfriendly of beasts. Better to let me do all the talking," Hagrid told him, Lilith, and Charlie, as they walked up to the front of the head goblin banker desk, as the half-giant cleared his throat to get the goblin's attention as he looked up from his paperwork. "Mr. Harry Potter wishes to make a withdrawal," he said, using the last name of Harry's birth parents since it was still under that instead of 'Magne'.

The head Goblin squinted his eyes as he looked down at the eleven-year-old from his desk. "And does Mr. Harry Potter have his key?" he asked. However, the boy had no idea about having a key to a bank vault. He did have a card for ATMs in Hell, but that was under his current name and he thought that it wouldn't work in this realm anyway.

"Wait, I have it right here," Hagrid said as he checked his pockets looking for the right key. "Aha! Here's the little devil," he exclaimed and pulled out a small golden key, placing it in front of the head goblin. "Oh, there is something else as well." Pulling out a form of some kind that had the words, top-secret on it. "Professor Dumbledore gave me this. It's about you know what, in vault 713."

Harry, Charlie, and Lilith looked at the large bearded man with raised brows as to what he was talking about. Then they saw the head Gobin nodding his head in approval.

"Very well. But first, Mr. Potter's withdrawal," the head Goblin said as Lilith stepped forward.

"If I may, I would like to have Harry's account shared, by me, his father, and his sister," she said to the goblin.

"And who are you to him," the goblin asked as he squinted his eyes at the tall woman.

"His current mother."

"And the names of the three in the account that Mr. Potter would like to add?"

"Lilith Magne, Charlotte Magne and…. Lucifer Magne," she said the last name in a whisper.

Upon hearing the final name, the goblin's eyes widened in terror as he gulped, knowing of the King of Hell himself. "V-Very well, your names will be added immediately. And I'll have somebody take you to both vaults," the goblin banker said before turning toward another goblin nearby. "Griphook! Take these four to Vaults 687 and 713."

"Understood, sir," Griphook said. "Follow me," he told Hagrid and the Morningstar Family.

"Vault 687," Griphook announced as the four sat in the minecart that took them through the tunnels under the bank. "Lamp, please," Griphook asked as he got out of the cart. Charlie handed him the lamp as he stepped toward the vault. "Key, please," he requested as he stopped in front of the door. When Hagrid handed the key over and took the lamp from the goblin, Harry was curious to see what was inside the vault. "Stand back. If anybody but a Gringotts goblin tries to get in without permission, you'll be trapped behind the door."

"How often do you check to see if anyone's inside," Harry asked.

"About every 10 years or so," Griphook answered.

"To be fair, there's plenty o' greedy folk. Gringotts' got good security like this and dragons," Hagrid explained.

After hearing that, the Morningstar Family nodded in understanding due to knowing the amount of greedy sinners in Hell. Soon, the door opened and the three saw what was inside. "Wow," Charlie voiced as she, Lilith, and Harry all saw what his birth family had left him. Inside were towering piles of gold coins, columns of silver, and heaps of bronze. "Looks like we can get plenty of shopping done today," Charlie said with a smile.

"Seems as though your birth parents had a small fortune stored away to raise you," Lilith told her son. "Now, we don't need everything. Just get what you have to spend on your books and supplies."

"Yes, Mom," Harry said as he went to gather the coins with Hagrid explaining the value of each piece of precious metal. The gold Galleons, the silver Sickles, and bronze Knuts were gathered by Harry while Lilith and Charlie took less than Harry did as they didn't need to spend as much as he did while in Diagon Alley.

"If you don't mind, we just need a small amount if that's okay, dear," Lilith told Harry.

"Yeah that's fine," Harry said as he knew it was a small excuse for her to go shopping. Once the Morningstar Family had what they thought they needed, they went back to the minecart where they proceeded to the next vault.

The minecart traveled at such a fast speed that it felt like they just arrived there within the timeframe of three minutes. "Vault 713," Griphook announced as he got out of the cart.

"What's in there Hagrid?" Harry asked out of curiosity.

"Hogwarts business, Harry. Really can't tell you," Hagrid said as he and the Morningstar family got out of the cart.

"Stand back," Griphook said as traced his finger on the vault. Suddenly, the locks started to unlock themselves on the inside as the vault opened.

The Morningstar Family wondered what could be so important to be locked away in a vault to not talk about. As the vault fully opened, inside looked to be something small that needed to be wrapped up in paper.

Hagrid walked up to the small wrapped item and proceeded to pick it up and put it in his breast pocket. "Best not to mention to anyone," he told them quietly, tapping his pocket as he faced the family of demons.

"Our lips are sealed. Isn't that right, children," Lilith asked her son and daughter before they both nodded in agreement. "Good. Now, let's go shopping."

After gathering all the books and most of the items Harry needed to get, it was time that Harry got his school robes and proceeded to go to Madam Malkin's. Due to the size of the shop, Hagrid stayed outside while Harry went into the store with Charlie and Lilith. When they entered, a squat woman in mauve clothing started to help them while another employee tended to another customer getting fitted.

"Here we are, dearie. Just hold still," Malkin said as she took Harry's measurements with a magic tape measure levitating near him while getting the stitching just right.

"Ow!" Harry screamed as he pulled back from the needle pinching him.

"Come on, dear. You got pricked many times when the other tailors were getting your formal uniforms right," Lilith said as she looked through the different fabrics for herself. "Oh, this looks beautiful," she murmured to herself.

"Yes, but they didn't do it while still wearing the damn thing," Harry countered as he was again pinched. "Ow! Okay, that one was on purpose," he exclaimed, which made Samael come out from his robes and hissed at the owner of the store.

"Easy, child. I'm almost done, and… please call off your pet," Madam Malkins said as she made eye contact with the white horned snake. To keep the woman satisfied, Harry stroked the snake's neck to make him calm down as the serpent retreated back into his robes. The short woman finished as she put the last stitch in. "There we go, how does it feel?"

"It feels kinda nice actually," Harry said as he turned himself in front of the mirror. "So, how do I look," he asked his sister and mom.

"You look very handsome, my dear boy," Lilith came from behind him and wrapped his arms around him. The Queen of Hell then looked at the short woman as she pulled out some black fabric. "If you don't mind, can you make a dress or something out of these?"

Stars filled Madam Malkin's eyes as the Queen of Hell asked this question. "Why, of course, ma'am! It would be an honor for someone of your figure. Come, right this way." leading her to a changing room leaving Harry and Charlie waiting.

"I get the feeling that's not just going to be for shows, but dad, too," Charlie voiced.

"On the bright side, going to school means I won't be able to hear them love each other," Harry said in a deadpan tone. "Their anniversary was so loud," he shuddered.

"Don't remind me," Charlie told her brother with a shiver as she recalled the memory. "Be very lucky you don't have to be there."

"Well good luck with that," Harry patted his sister on the back.

Their small moment was interrupted as someone screamed as they entered the store. "Madam Malkin, where are my robes," a boy yelled as if it was an order.

"Mister Malfoy, I will be there in one second, I'm helping out another customer," Madam Malkin said as she popped her head through the curtain and back in after pointing her wand at some other fabrics, levitating them toward the changing room with her and Lilith.

"Do you have any idea how long I have been waiting," a boy with slicked blond hair that looked Harry's age asked rhetorically.

"Long enough to apply three coats of hair gel," Harry quipped, making Charlie giggle.

"Find something funny, do you? Do you know who I am," the blond boy questioned.

"No, and I don't care either," Harry said to the other 11-year-old.

"Well, let me tell you. My name is Malfoy. Draco Malfoy," the boy introduced himself, which made both Harry and Charlie snicker at his first name.

"Wait, your first name is Draco? That's a name someone would name their pet reptile. Was 'Dick' taken," Harry joked.

"Oh yeah, then what's yours?"

"Harry Magne,"

"Magne? What kind of name is that," Malfoy mocked. "Is that a Muggle name or something? You a Mudblood? I bet your parents are just peasants that barely got you into Hogwarts." This earned a sucker punch from Harry right to his nose as he stumbled back.

Upon hearing the confrontation, followed by the impact and Malfoy's grunt of pain, Malkin and Lilith checked what happened. "What's going on," Lilith questioned while her dress was only half-finished, leaving her bra visible to everyone in the store.

"Nothing, Mom. I was just teaching an idiot not to insult our family," Harry called out to her while Draco cursed.

"Carry on, then," Lilith said as she brought Malkin back behind the curtain, much to the disappointment of several adult shoppers in the store.

Malfoy held onto his nose as he stumbled back up. "You'll hear this from my father!"

"Doubt it. Because by the end of the day, my dad will be much more of a threat than your own."

"If you believe that, you must be a clueless dolt. As if some muggle-born filth can-"

"My heritage doesn't matter," Harry interrupted the ferret-looking boy. "And unlike your family, my parents don't give a shit about being better than everyone. In the end, those who have racist intentions end up in Hell," he said as Samael came out of his robes and snapped at the blond-haired boy before he jumped back, stumbled on his feet, and ran out of the store, not looking back.

"What a nasty boy. I hope he's not in any of your classes." Charlie said as she saw the kid still running away and turning to her brother. "Dad would be so proud of you standing up for yourself," she said, pinching both of his cheeks.

"Charlie, stop! Everyone's looking,' Harry said, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"But you stood up for yourself," she said, still not letting go.

"Seems like I missed the show," Lilith said as she came out from behind the curtain with her new dress. It was a sleeveless black off-shoulder dress that reached her calves with a low neckline and a slit on the right side of the skirt. She also wore opera gloves, a pair of gold bracelets, and some thigh-high stockings. She also wore a large witch's hat that had a mixture of owl and raven feathers on the sides. "How do I look, kids?"

"Beautiful, Mom," Harry and Charlie said.

"Some of my best work yet," Malkin said happily before Lilith paid for all the clothing and the Morningstar Family left the building.

"Done shopping," Hagrid asked as they saw the half-giant holding a tray with ice cream cones for them from Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour. Lilith helped herself to a strawberry and vanilla flavor with a caramel drizzle while Charlie took a mint chocolate chip cone.

"Not yet," Harry said as he took a cone of chocolate and raspberry with chopped nuts and licked it. "I still need a wand."

"Well, there's only one place for yer wand," Hagrid says as the group went through Diagon Alley again. "Ollivanders makes the best wands around. You three run along inside and I'll wait. There's one more thing I gotta do."

"Actually, I'll join you," Lilith told the large man before whispering in his ear.

Listening to what the Queen of Hell told him, Hagrid nodded. "Seems fair," he remarked. "Just go to this old shop with the name. Can't miss it," Hagrid told the children as he pointed them in the right direction.

"Okay," Charlie said as she waved to her mom and Hagrid. "Let's go, Harry."

Harry nodded as they proceeded to Ollivanders. When they got there, Harry was the first one to step inside the wand shop and was followed behind by his sister. The two saw that it was a very dusty shop with numerous boxes lined up on the various shelves of the store. "Hello? Is anybody here?"

"Maybe they stepped out," Charlie guessed before they heard something in the back of the store.

After a few seconds, an old man on a wheeled ladder slid into view and gave a smile to the 11-year-old boy. "I wondered when I'd be seeing you, Mister Potter."

"Actually, it's Magne now," Harry corrected the older man as he stepped off the ladder looking for a wand.

"Adopted into a family that you liked, I see. Well, Mister Magne, it seems like yesterday that your birth parents came to my shop looking for their wands," he said. "I'm Garrick Ollivander. My family has made wands for centuries. Even longer, in fact."

"Wow," Charlie said as she was impressed by the wizard's family history of wand making.

"Will you both be looking for your own wands," Ollivander asked as he saw Charlie.

"Oh, no. I'm just here to see what my brother gets. I'm Charlie," she told the wizard.

"Delightful to meet you. Now, a wand is usually made with an inner core made with a piece of a magical creature and wood that resonates with magic. Normally dragon heartstrings, unicorn tail hairs, or phoenix tail feathers work best with my wands," Ollivander told her before he found a wand he thought suited Harry. "9 and 1/2 inches long, mahogany, just like your father's," he said, handing Harry the wand. As the boy held it in his hand, he was curious as to what to do next. "Go on. Give it a wave," Ollivander encouraged.

Harry gave the wand a small wave, but as he did, many of the boxes of wands flew off the shelves and clattered against the walls and floor. The sudden and uncontrolled use of magic made the Princess of Hell jump, Harry hastily placed the wand on the counter, and made Ollivander hold in his gasp.

"Apparently not," Ollivander voiced as he went to find another wand he thought would work for Harry.

"What was that," Charlie asked in surprise.

"Non-verbal magic by beginners can be tricky," Ollivander said. "A wand that suits them will let them control a small motion or magical act without damage. You normally get this feeling when you use it that means it's compatible," he told Charlie and Harry before he carefully moved another box out from the large stack to his left. "Perhaps this. 10¼" long, made of willow, same as your birth mother's."

Taking it, Harry gave a quick flick of his wrist, but it only ended up causing a nearby vase to shatter, startling Harry and Charlie. "Ah! Is it always like this?" Charlie asked, pulling Harry away from a wayward shard of the pot.

"No! No, definitely not," Garrick said in response to the wand choice while also answering Charlie. "No matter. We'll keep trying until we find the right one. Even if it takes dozens of attempts and rejects," he said as he went to the back of the shop and examined another box. But as he did, a thought occurred to him. "I wonder…" he asked himself as he looked back at Harry and the box that contained the third choice of a wand. Olivander walked to Harry as he pulled out the wand. "11 inches long, made of holly, and the core is a phoenix's tail feather."

When Ollivander handed the wand to Harry, a magical wind blew out of nowhere, giving him a warm feeling as he held the wand. "I like this one," Harry voiced.

But while Harry held the wand that all three people knew he would keep, Ollivander could only think about the specifics of the wand and why it worked well with Harry's magic. "Curious… very curious…"

"What is," Charlie asked.

"You see, I remember every wand I've ever sold," Garrick told the two before focusing on Harry, holding the boy's wand in his hands. "It so happens that the phoenix whose tail feather resides in your wand gave another feather. Just one other. It is curious that you should be destined for this wand when its brother gave you that scar," he stated ominously.

Hearing the details about the wand and, more importantly, the wizard who killed Harry's birth family, the Morningstar siblings looked at each other. "You mean… him," Charlie said, knowing it was the dark lord that was feared in the wizarding world and sought after in Hell on the top of her father's wanted list.

"Indeed, Miss Charlie. We do not speak his name," Ollivander confirmed. "But returning to wands, the wand chooses the wizard, Mister Magne. It's not always clear why. But I think it is clear that we can expect great things from you," he told the young wizard. "After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things. Terrible… but great things," he gravely warned before giving back the wand to Harry.

The scared boy was worried about what he was going to do as a wizard at that news but calmed down when his sister hugged him. Soon, the two heard a knocking at the window before they saw Hagrid and Lilith peering inside. "Harry, Happy Birthday," Hagrid said as he was seen holding a birdcage with a beautiful snowy owl, giving the boy a new pet.

As Harry smiled at the sight of the bird, Lilith showed another cage and spoke to Charlie. "I saw you eyeing this little cutie in the alley and I thought you deserved a pet too, Charlie," the Queen of Hell told her daughter as she showed a barn owl to the princess.

Immediately when she saw the birds, Charlie bolted out the door and went to see the owls. "Awww… they're so beautiful," Charlie said. "What are their names?"

"Well, that's fer you to decide. New owners an' all," Hagrid told the Morningstar children as he handed the snowy owl's cage to Harry.

Harry looked at the snowy owl as they made eye contact and as he thought of a good name for the bird. "Hedwig. I'll name her Hedwig," he said as he remembered a story his mother read to him about the witch that ran an orphanage and later became a saint to humans.

"You always loved that story," Lilith giggled remembering that she read it to him before going to bed then turning to her daughter. "What about you, Charlie? Thought of a name for yours?"

"I think I'll call him… Owlphonse," Charlie said as she scratched under the bird's beak, making him happily hoot and chirp.

"I think he likes it," Lilith chuckled as she gently stroked the bird's back. "Now that we have two birds for sending mail in the wizarding world, let's enjoy the rest of our day here in London," the queen told her children. "Thank you for helping us, Hagrid."

"My pleasure, ma'am. I was asked to help find Harry a home after we heard of what happened to his parents, but you musta gotten to him first," the half-giant told Lilith. "I'll see you again at King's Cross when Harry has to board the train to Hogwarts."

"Why not have dinner with us," Charlie said. "We don't have to go just yet."

Hagrid chuckled at Charlie's bubbly energy before he replied. "Well, it might not be a small meal with me," he laughed while patting his belly.

After getting Harry all his school supplies, Hagrid and the Morningstar family headed back to the Leaky Cauldron where they were enjoying a nice dinner. Well, almost everyone. Harry was in deep thought as he was hardly eating anything. "Harry? Harry, what's wrong? You don't like your soup," Lilith asked as she noticed that her son was only swirling his tomato basil in his bowl. Both Hagrid and Charlie noticed this as well.

This got Harry out of his trance as he looked at his mom and everyone at the table. "Oh, it's fine. It's just... Mom, you would talk to me about anything, right?"

"Of course, honey. You know I would unless it's something extreme," the Queen of Hell said as she patted his hand. "Is it that fight with that nasty-sounding boy?"

"Oh no. Nothing of that sort," Harry assured her. "It just…" Harry was a little nervous as he asked the question. "The night you found me… the one who gave me this scar. He killed my birth parents, didn't he?"

Lilith gave a quick, yet heavy sigh as she knew where this was going and she didn't know when was the right time. But right now, it seemed like it was the right time. "Yes, he did. But please understand, Harry. By the time I got there, your birth parents were already dead. Your mother protected you in her final moments. It's likely the reason why you lived and only got your scar."

"Listen, Harry. Not all wizards are good," Hagrid began to explain. "There was one that was the worst of the worst. His name was V-v-... his name was V-v-Vo-"

"His name was Voldemort," Lilith said, getting sick and tired of people not wanting to say the name of the dark wizard.

"Voldemort," Harry asked as Hagrid quickly shushed him. Quickly thinking that the name was either that well feared or taboo just by saying it out loud. Making sure no one else was listening in, the giant of a man started to explain.

"Voldemort started to gather some followers. He believed that wizards of pureblood should rule over everyone. Anyone who was a muggle or a wizard born into a muggle family ended up dead," Hagrid stated, telling Harry and Charlie the horrors of Voldemort. "Your parents fought bravely against Voldemort, even if they died in the end. But something happened, something stopped him from killing you and weakened him."

"It's true. I sensed his presence when I was visiting the country. By the time I got there, he ran away as if he was very weak after something," Lilith explained. "And that's where I found you, in a destroyed cottage, sitting in a cradle with your mom's body shielding you. Something told me you were destined for greatness," she smiled remembering that night in Godric Hollow. "So, I brought you home and me and your father loved you like you were our own."

Both Harry and Charlie were teary-eyed as they were touched. "W-what happened to… You-Know-Who? Did he die?"

"No, Harry. He's not dead. He's very weak, but he's not dead," Lilith told him. "Your father, Lucifer, was after his soul for years, but he's been cheating death all this time. If we knew how, we'd hunt him down ourselves and make sure the Executioners got to him."

"Your mum's right," Hagrid said to Harry, already knowing about the Morningstar Family's real identities thanks to Dumbledore. "Many think he'd died, but he's just weak. Very weak, sure. But still alive. Everyone believes he'll get strong again and come back. But one good thing happened, you ended the wizarding war."

"Me? I ended a war," Harry asked in surprise.

"Sure did. After You-Know-Who fled, many of his followers were either captured or surrendered. People started to hear about you, you're the Boy Who Lived," Hagrid explained. "Me and some others that work at Hogwarts would have taken you to any living relatives you had if your mom here didn't find you first, but your family was hard to come by after you vanished to us."

"Wait, so Harry has a family here," Charlie asked, forgetting about her potatoes.

"Not exactly. Somebody didn't like the family of his mom's sister and, uh… well, they're…"

"Dead," Lilith asked bluntly.

Hagrid only nodded in response. "As for any godparents, that's a bit of a tricky situation and we couldn't solve it. Real good thing that Miss Lilith here took you in," he told the young wizard.

"Sure was," Charlie said before she reached into one of her shopping bags. "But I have a Hogwarts question now. Is it true you get divided into houses," she asked as she held up a book labeled 'Hogwarts: A History.'

"Yep. Now I don't want to spoil everything, but there are four houses you can be put into. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin," Hagrid explained. "Though, Slytherin is considered the bad house since most dark wizards came from Slytherin."

"I hope I'm not in that house," Harry said as he stroked Sam by his head when the snake stuck out of his robes. He may have been raised in Hell, but he didn't consider himself a dark wizard. Harry may have gotten in trouble before, but those were considered harmless to Hell's standards.

"I hope so, too. Would be ironic to have a snake owner in the other three houses," the giant of a man laughed a little. "Usually, a snake wouldn't be allowed due to some other magical creatures, but I think Professor Dumbledore may give you a pass. Great man, Dumbledore. He's a wizard everyone respects," Hagrid said before he looked at his pocket watch. "Well, would you look at the time. Best finish up yer dinner and head to bed. Got a big day tomorrow," he said, getting up from the table and excusing himself. "Be meeting you at King's Cross!"

The Morningstar Family said their goodbyes to Hagrid as he paid for his meal and walked out, possibly going back to Hogwarts to prepare for the school year. "You heard him, kids. Finish up your dinner and head to the rooms we're staying at," Lilith told Harry and Charlie. "Then, we'll see Harry off at the train station."

"Yes, mom," they said as the both of them finished their meals and Lilith paid for dinner. After they headed upstairs to their bedrooms and changed into their pajamas, Harry and Charlie hardly slept as they stayed up late as Charlie was reading him all about Hogwarts.

"It's a really big castle that has a few entrances surrounded by a lake and a forest," she read to him. "The staircases start to shift to different floors and sometimes, there are ghosts that haunt the castle, and an opening feast."

"That does sound exciting," Harry admitted. "But I think I want to see what else there is myself," he told his sister.

Charlie sighed happily as she held the book in her arms. "I hope I can visit someday," she said to her little brother.

"I'm sure they'll allow visitors at the castle. Maybe, if you're bored you can sneak over," Harry said, remembering some troublemaking he and Charlie got into when they were younger. "Like when we went to Lu Lu World when I was 8."

"Yeah, that was fun, but I don't want to take another risk like that after our horrible punishment," Charlie said as she cringed at the memory of when they were caught.

"Don't remind me," Harry shuddered as he remembered the punishment of sneaking into the theme park was, ironically, a 4 hour ride on 'It's A Small Hell'. "You think You-Know-Who's men are trapped in there?"

"Oh yeah. No question," Charlie said. "And if You-Know-Who did die, that would be only one part of his torture before begging Dad to kill him again."

"You can always see Hagrid when I'm still in my classes," Harry suggested as he brought the topic back to the school. "He does live next to that forest to keep away the beasts. Maybe he can show you some of the creatures in the forest."

Charlie put her finger on her chin as she thought about it. She did want to see the animals on Earth and while magical animals were different, they still came from Earth. "Mom and Dad may not mind that. I might even bring up a conversation or two about your life in Hell," she said while wagging her eyebrows in a teasing manner.

"You wouldn't," Harry warned as he narrowed his eyes.

"I would, but I'll keep the most embarrassing stories to myself. Like that time when you cried all day after seeing Robo Fizzaroli at Loo Loo land," she told him.

"Fine, but if you do I'll show everyone the photo of your disaster of a homemade musical," Harry countered.

"Oh, you drive a hard bargain," Charlie replied with a chuckle. "Enjoy school, Harry, and remember to write," she told him.

"I will, Charlie," the wizard said as he hugged her before going to the room he was given and headed to bed to prepare for the ride to his new school.

Well, I think I will end it here. Big thanks to WaterDragonMaverick,DWAR, and Darkscythedrake for beta reading and Brainstorming and helpingwith the chapters. And so we have introduced Diagon Alley, Hagrid and Malfoy, and the owls that Harry and Charlie have as pets. If Harry could get his own owl, why not let Charlie have a pet from the Wizarding World, too? Next Chapter will be the train ride, introducing Ron and Hermione, and the Sorting Hat. What House will Harry be placed in due to the changes for this story? You'll need to keep reading to find out. Please Follow and Favor as well as Review. No flames please. Until next time!