~ Streets of London  ~

~ After Hagrid and Rachel rescue Harry from his evil relatives; they travel to London, where the beginning of Harry’s new life commences. ~

Harry: *read letter* All students must be equipped with… one standard size two pewter cauldron and may bring if they desire either an owl, a cat, or a toad. Can we find all this in London?

Hagrid: If you know where to go.

Rae: Lucky for you, we know where to go.

~ The group comes upon a building named The Leaky Cauldron and enters it. Once inside, music and talking fill the building. ~

Barkeep Tom: *happy* Ah, Hagrid and Rachel! The usual, I presume?

Rae: *waves* Hi Tom!

Hagrid: No, thanks, Tom. We’re on official Hogwarts business today. Just helping young Harry here buy his school supplies.

Tom: *shocked* Bless my soul. It’s Harry Potter.

~ At the sound of his name, the whole place goes dead silent. A man and witch walk over to them and shakes Harry’s hand. ~

Man: *shakes hand* Welcome back, Mr. Potter, welcome back.

Witch: *shakes hand* Doris Crockford, Mr. Potter. I can’t believe I’m meeting you at last.

~ As the two people left, a man wearing robes with a turban on his head surfaces, whose name is Professor Quirrell. Rachel keeps her distance from him as she always gets a weird vibe from him. ~ 

Quirrel: *glad* Harry P-potter. C-can’t tell you how pleased I am to meet you.

Hagrid: *smiles* Hello, Professor. I didn’t see you there. Harry, this is Professor Quirrell. He’ll be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts.

Rae: Or what we like to call DADA for short. It helps to remember the class better.

Harry: *smiles* Oh, nice to meet you. *puts his hand out, but Quirrell refuses*

Quirrell: F-fearfully fascinating subject. N-not that you need it, e-eh, Potter? Or you, Ms. Hagrid? Hehe.

~ Rachel stares at Professor as she feels a stinging sensation over her heart. Harry takes note of the tense air and decides to ask her later about it. ~

Hagrid: *sensing the tension* Yes, well, must be going now. Lots to buy. Heh.

Harry: Goodbye. 

Rae: *stares* Yes, Professor. Good day.

~ The three leave and head into a back room winery in front of a brick wall. Rachel’s necklace starts to blink, signaling someone is trying to reach her. Quickly, she hides it beneath her shirt until she can separate from the group. ~

Hagrid: See, Harry, you’re famous!

Harry: *curious* But why am I famous, Hagrid? *looks at Rachel* Rachel? All those people back there, how is it they know who I am?

Rae: Like we said earlier, Harry. You were destined to come to Hogwarts. Besides… *looks at Hagrid*

Hagrid: We’re not exactly sure we’re the right people to tell you that, Harry. *taps on the wall and reveals a hidden, busy street* Welcome to Diagon Alley.

Rae: *grins* This is where your new life begins.

~ Harry stares at Rachel with a huge grin plastered on his face as they step into the busy street and walk down it while an owl screeches above them. ~