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The Descendant Part 3: The Letter

Harry slowly gets up, grabbing his glasses which he has placed next to the picture of his parents.

His only possession of them,

His parents on the left, his mum holding him while his father has his arms around them both. On the right, a similar family with a little girl, mother holding her and father wrapped around them both.

Harry looks to the back of the cardstock, and reads the words he reads oh so often,

"Her name in (Y/n) Ravenclaw"

The Raven haired boy slowly gets up and begins making breakfast for everyone, then goes to collect the post,

Grabbing all the post from the bottom of the door frame, scanning through and surprised to see something for him,

"Mr. H Potter

The Cupboard Under The Stairs,

4, Privet Drive,

Little Whinging,

Surrey"

As he gave his uncle the rest of the mail, he kept his letter and began to open it,

"Father! Harry has mail!" Dudley yells as he snatches the letter out of Harry's hand and taking it to his father,

"Give it back! That's mine!" Harry yelled at Vernon,

Vernon laughed, "Who would be writing to you?" He questioned, looking at the writing on the front, then the wax seal on the back to see four quadrants, a lion, a snake, a badger, and an eagle with an H in the middle. Looking at Petunia,

"Off to your rooms both of you, boys." Vernon says,

"But dad-" Dudley started

"NO! To your rooms!"

Harry was curious as to what that letter was, and why it brought such a reaction from his uncle.

Harry woke up the next day and yet again did his daily routine, made breakfast, served it, picked up the post,

And yet again. There's another letter.

The same exact one.

Vernon noticed there was yet another letter and threw it in the fire place.

As Harry was doing his chores, he happened to look outside and see a load of owls in the mailboxes, houses, trees, house number signs, everywhere. Harry thought this was strange, but thought nothing of it, over all.

This happened for days, the letters would come in, and soon they were the only things the Dursley's were getting though their drop box, five, ten at a time!

Every single one went into the fireplace.

Harry woke up today in a slightly sour mood, it was Sunday.

He walks into the kitchen and began breakfast, his uncle Vernon was quite chipper today, and he knew exactly why.

"Good day, Sunday, any idea why Dudley?" Vernon asks his son, to which he shakes his head

"Its because there's no post on Sunday's" Harry said gloomily,

"Right you are Harry! No post on Sunday. Not one blasted lett-"

The house had begun to shake. The fireplace roared, Petunia took Dudley into her arms to protect him.

All of a sudden, the fireplace shot out hundreds of the letters, Harry immediately going to get one of them, jumping onto one of the chairs in the living room, trying to grab one of the letters falling from above him, letters stacking up on the floor of the living room, and just as Harry almost had one in his hands, Vernon grabs the back of his shirt and drags him out to the car,

"Daddys gone mad hasn't he?" Dudley asks his mum, to which she nods.

They drove for hours on end, then rode the boat in the storm, out to a dingy cottage in the middle of nowhere,

"They'll never find us out here, never!" Vernon exclaims as they pile into the small house. Vernon and Petunia going to the room up the stairs, Dudley taking the moldy, moth eaten couch, leaving Harry with the dusty old floor and another moldy blanket.

Harry was unable to fall asleep, so, he drew a birthday cake with 11 candles and happy birthday Harry into the middle,

As soon as Dudley's watch started beeping midnight, Harry looked at the cake on the dirt covered floor,

"Happy Birthday Harry", blowing out the "candles"

As soon as Harry had blown out the last of the candles, there was banging on the door, and someone had knocked it down, Harry smartly hid beside the fireplace, out of view of the door.

Peaking around the corner, Harry saw a large figure in the middle if the doorway.

As the figure walks in, Harry heard his aunt and uncle rush down the stairs,

"Sorry 'bout tha'" said the large -man, as Harry knows now- as he proceeds to pick up the door, surprising everyone.

The fire lights up the faces of everyone in the room,

"Get out! You're trespassing on private property!" Vernon points a double barrel shotgun at the man, to which the large man bends the shotgun,

"Dry up Dursley, you great prune!"

The man looks towards Dudley,

"'arry! Been lookin' for ya! Of 'ourse you're a bi' more rou'ded since tha last 'ime I saw ya! Espec'ally there in tha 'iddle"

Harry then decided to walk out from his hiding spot,

"H-He's not Harry, I am.", making the large man turn towards him,

"Well o' course ya are! I'm Hagrid, Game'eeper at 'ogwarts, (Y/n)'s back ou'side waitin on us in tha boa'"

"Hogwarts?" Harry's curious as to what that is, and if this (y/n) is the same one from his picture.

"Well ye', where'd ya t'ink yer 'arents learnt it all? Which 'eminds me, I go' this for ya. Rec'on I may of sa' on it, made it me'self, 'ords an all, with some 'elp from (Y/n)" Hagrid hands Harry a box and a letter, the same one from the fireplaces and the post back at home.

Harry opened the box to see a bright pink cake with green icing with the words, "happee birthday haree", making Harry smile then frown, setting the cake down

"My parents?"

"Yer 'arents were wizards, 'arry, and yer one too, af'er a bit'o trainin o'course"

"I-I'm not a wizard, I'm just Harry."

"Well, just 'arry, 'as anythin ever happened, tha' ya can't explain? When ya 'ere mad or u'set?"

Harry thinks back to the zoo, to the glass and the snake, Dudley falling into the water of the enclosure, and everything makes sense,

Harry finally decides to open the letter Hagrid had given him earlier,

Dear Mr Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall , Deputy Headmistress

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

UNIFORM:

First-year students will require: 1.Three sets of plain work robes (black) 2.One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear 3.One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar) 4.One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings) Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.

COURSE BOOKS 

All students should have a copy of each of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

OTHER EQUIPMENT

1 wand

1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)

1 set glass or crystal phials

1 telescope

1 set brass scales

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad.

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Harry looked up from his letter as his uncle had yelled,

"We swore to put a stop to all this rubbish when we agreed to take him in!" Vernon argued,

"You knew? You knew all this time and you never bothered to tell me?" Harry was enraged that they had never told him of his wizard genes

"Oh! Of course we knew! With my perfect sister being what she was! I was the only one in the family who saw her for what she was! A freak! I knew you would be just like her. Then she had to go run off with that Potter and get herself blown up!" Petunia ranted,

"Blown up?! You told me my parents had died in a car crash!" Harry was enraged, they had lied to him! About his own parents, no less.

"Car 'rash killed 'ily and James 'otter! Cold'wap!" Hagrid yelled at the Dursley's,

"Enough! We're not paying for him to go to some school and get taught by some crack pot old fool!" Vernon yelled back

Hagrid points his pink umbrella at him, "never insul' Albus 'umbledore in fron' o' me!", then looking at Dudley, who was chowing down on Harry's birthday cake, pointing his umbrella at him and sending sparks, then making a pig tail form on his bum.

Hagrid walked out of the house as the Dursley's were freaking out about the tail that now rests on Dudley,

"Comin 'arry?" Harry smiled and runs out of the house, following Hagrid out to the boat, seeing a small girl laid down in the middle, sleeping.

"Ah, poor 'irl, must've fallen 'sleep, 'arry, tha is (y/n)"

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The Descendant Part 2: The Zoo

Harry Potter woke up with a start, from the banging his aunt did on his cupboard door,

"Wake up Potter! And start on your chores!",

Petunia Dursley yells through the small door as she unlocks it.

Harry slowly gets up, grabbing his round glasses, as he begins to put them on as he hears his cousin running down the stairs, then running back up and begin jumping up and down right above his cupboard, making loose chips from his ceiling come down,

"Wake up Potter! We're going to the ZOO!" Dudley Dursley ran back down, only to knock Harry back into his room and close the door, running to the living room to count and see his presents,

Harry finally got out of his room only to hear Dudley,

"How many are there?!" Towards his father, Harry's uncle Vernon Dursley,

"36, counted them meself" Vernon says proudly,

"36?! That is one less than last year! Last year I got 37!" Dudley responded.

"Well, yes, but some are a fair bit bigger than last years-"

"I don't care how big they are!" Dudley interrupted his father.

"Well, bopkins, we can get you two more presents while we're out, how's that sound sweetheart?", Petunia asked her young, plump son and got a nod in return.

Petunia looked towards Harry,

"Start breakfast. And try not to burn anything! I want everything to be perfect for my little Dudley's birthday!" Petunia pinches Dudley's cheeks slightly

Harry walked towards the kitchen and began on the bacon and eggs.

"Where's my coffee, boy?" Vernon snapped his fingers, Harry rolled his eyes and brings the coffee pot to his uncle, pouring his coffee then going back to the bacon.

He turned the stove off and brought the bacon over and begins to distribute it throughout the three, then doing the same with the eggs.

"Now eat up pumpkin, we've got a lot to do for your big day!" Harry heard his aunt as he went to collect the post, giving his uncle all the mail that had come in.

"Ah, blasted! Mrs. Figg has broken her ankle and cannot watch the boy." Vernon tells his wife.

Harry honestly does not mind Mrs. Figg, she was a kind little old lady; but she smells a lot like cats, thanks to her many cats.

"What are we going to do Vernon?" Petunia asks in return,

"We can't leave him hear, don't trust him not to run away, we'll have to take him with us", Dudley whines as his father says this,

"But mum! Dad! I don't want him to come, he'll ruin my birthday!"

Vernon turns towards Harry,

"No funny business, Potter, or no food for a week. Now go fix that mop of hair!"

Harry runs to the bathroom and grabs the hairbrush, trying to fix his hair, running back down and opening the car door, only for a hand to come and close it again,

"Again. No funny business, Potter, or the punishment will be severe" Vernon threatens again before allowing Harry to get in the backseat.

They drove for about 30 minutes until they reached the zoo, Dudley immediately ran into the reptile exhibit and put his face up to a boa constrictor exhibit, but ultimately getting upset that the large snake was sleeping,

"Daddy, make him move!"

Vernon put his fist to the glass a couple times, trying to wake up the snake, before finally walking away, then Dudley starts beating on the glass, “MOVE!”

"Stop it! Can't you see he's asleep?" Harry tells Dudley,

Dudley rolls his eyes and walks to his parents as Harry turns towards the snake only to see him already looking up at him.

"Sorry about him, he doesn't know what it's like, to have people press their fat, ugly faces in on you," the snake nods in understanding,

"You can hear me?" Harry asks the snake, to which it nods again,

"How long have you been here? Do you miss your family? Are you from Burma? Do you miss it?" Harry asked the snake these questions, as the snake nods towards the 'BRED IN CAPTIVITY' sign outside his cage.

“That’s me as well, I never knew my parents either”

Harry is suddenly pushed away from the snake and onto the floor,

"Daddy! Come look at what the snake is doing!" Dudley puts both of his hands on the tank, fingers spread apart, as Harry begins to glare at him, and the glass disappears! Dudley falls into the exhibit and into the water,

Harry cannot believe his eyes as the snake slithers out and towards him, people start screaming as they notice the snake has escaped his enclosure,

"Thanks" the snake says,

"Anytime" Harry replies, then looks back towards Dudley, only to see the glass has reappeared and Dudley is trapped inside, Harry immediately begins laughing,

Vernon notices Harry laughing and starts glaring at him.

When they arrived back home, Vernon had Harry's collar in his fist,

"What happened?!" Vernon screamed as Petunia rushed Dudley into the house, wrapped in a towel,

"I don't know! One minute the glass was there, and the next it wasn't! It was like magic!" Harry tried to persuade his uncle.

Enraged, Vernon threw Harry into his cupboard and shut the door, locking his door from the outside,

"There. Is. No. Such. Thing. As. Magic!" Vernon shouted through the slide board on the outside.

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The Descendant Part 1: The Boy And Girl Who Lived

Blood curdling screams awoke the residency of the town of Godric's Hallow.

The neighbors woke up with a start, knowing immediately what had happened in the Potter's cozy home. Lily and James Potter had been in hiding for quite some time after refusing to join the Dark Forces, led by the Dark Lord himself, Lord Voldemort. This night happened to be one of the few nights one of their friends had stayed with them, those friends being The Ravenclaws, which included John Ravenclaw, Mary Ravenclaw, and their little girl, (Y/n).

Amongst the residents of Godric's Hollow, all of them had been witches and wizards, and witches and wizards in training.

Sometime soon after the houses all woke up, Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, had shown up at the crime scene. Along with Dumbledore was his trusted Game Keeper, Rubeus Hagrid, and his faithful Potions Professor, Severus Snape.

They walk into the house and Dumbledore immediately spots James Potter, he notices James's wand a few feet away from his body, he picks it up quietly and walks upstairs to the Nursery, dreading the worst for the one year old boy. Albus sees John Ravenclaw on the stairs, with his right hand on the upholstery, leading upstairs, picking up John's wand as well.

Upon entering the nursery, Albus spots Lily Potter, laid flat on her back in front of the crib. He turns his head to see Lily's best friend and fellow mother, Mary Ravenclaw, laid over a small nightstand with a broken lamp beside her. Dumbledore picks up both mothers wands as well, as Severus immediately goes to cradle both of his best friends, sobbing into their shoulders.

The Headmaster walks over to the crib to see two small children, both about a year old and both looking scared out of their minds, with Harry having a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead and (Y/n) having one under her ear.

"Hagrid take both of the children and meet me at 4 Privet Drive, in Surrey," Dumbledore says in gloom.

"Yes'ir Mr. Dumbledore, I'll be there as 'uick as possible. Won' let you down, 'ir," Hagrid said in his thick british accent as he goes to grab the little ones.

"Severus, will you be alright?" Albus asked, turning to the Potions paster, only being responded by more crying. Dumbledore pat his shoulder, "they were both wonderful women, and even more wonderful friends, I imagine" with that, he apparated to Private Drive.

Opening his Illuminator, Dumbledore took the lights from each lamp posts one by one, slowly walking down the road.

He approached Number 4, where the Dursley's lived. Turning his head at the sound of a meow, he smiles lightly seeing his fellow professor transforming from her cat form to the tall woman she was, in her green dress robes and tall black witch's hat.

"I should have known you would be here, Professor McGonagall."

"Are the rumors true Albus?" Were the first human words she had spoken, to which Albus nods sadly.

"Yes, yes, the good, and the bad"

"And the children?"

"Hagrid is bringing them over now, should be here soon."

"Albus, do you really trust Hagrid with such an important task?"

"Ah, I would trust Hagrid with my life", right at that time there is a bright light shining down on them from the night sky,

"I trust they were no trouble Hagrid?", Dumbledore asks the Half-Giant.

"No trouble at all, 'ir, reck'n the 'ittle tykes fell a'leep flyin o'er bristol."

Dumbledore had picked up Harry, and conjured a basket with a blue blanket, set Harry inside of it and put a note on top of Harry, setting him right in front of the front door to the Dursley's home.

"Albus? We're not leaving him here are we?" McGonagall asked the man,

"Yes, Minerva, we are."

"Well Albus, I've been watching these muggles all day and they truly are-"

"The only family Harry has left."

"But Albus, he'll be famous, there won't be a child in our world who won't know his name.."

"Indeed, and it is best he grows up away from all of that."

"Is there anything you can do about their scars? Anything at all?"

"Even if I could, I wouldn't. Scars come in handy, for instance, I have a scar above my right knee that mimics the entire underground England railways."

"..what about young (y/n)? Where will she go?" Minerva questions.

"That, Minerva, I haven't a clue"

"I'll take her, Albus, be her legal guardian, I mean."

"Minerva, are you sure you could handle a child?"

"Completely. This little one deserves a chance at a life her parents wanted her to know" McGonagall says as she picks up the young girl and holds her tight.

"Then I believe that settles it, then, let's get going before we get seen."

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I feel like I need to say this although it should be some common sense: just because I feel safer driving a little bit closer to the white line(a little bit further away from the yellow lines) DOES NOT GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO COME OVER THAT YELLOW LINE BITCH I WILL PUT SKITTLES IN YOUR GAS TANK AND MAKE YOU TASTE THE RAINBOW YOU JUST PISSED OFF

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Bro being homophobic(of any type) is practically the same thing as coming over the yellow lines when passing someone, or speeding up and getting right behind someone and then getting mad when they honk/ break check you. Like excuse me sir quit being a dick. Thanks.

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Okay so I'm here at a wic appointment(if you guys don't know what wic is, it's basically food stamps but it's more for like families that have newborns or toddlers) with my aunt and my cousin, as in waiting for them to come back to the waiting room, there's a Caucasian mom with two kids, possibly twins. Well the entire time they've been here, they've been nothing but trouble, standing on the seats, crawling all over the floor, hitting each other, disrespecting their mom(normal toddler things but still). Well, there came an African American Mom with a son the same age, if not younger, he's been a perfect little angel, he's been sitting in his seat and facing the front of the room, watching TV on his mom's phone. And I'm not saying that the two little white toddlers weren't raised right or anything like that. What I'm saying is if you give your child something to focus on rather than yelling at them for the smallest things that toddlers are supposed to do, they'll be calm. And it seems as though some parents have learned that faster than others, and I hate saying that but it's true. Their race doesn't matter. What matters is that the parents realizes that they are toddlers and they are going to be rambunctious and loud. It's normal. Some parents just give their kids distractions so they'll be less so the fact.