Capítulo 4: Chapter 3: Hogwarts Letter
// House voting at end of chapter :) taking a break for 1-2 days jntil people decide le houses and me getting le energy back!
Chapter 3: Hogwarts Letter
Alan was happily eating the sausages and a piece of the chocolate cake from time to time. Listening to Dudley's stomach, which for one sounded like rumbling rocks.
Alan almost laughed out loud.
When he was almost full, and really didn't feel like he could eat more. He decided it was time to get to business.
"Hagrid, while I really appreicate you for coming all the way here just to celebrate my birthday. After my parents were killed, I never saw their friends again, and you never came back again. What I don't understand is why are you really here and why now?"
Hagrid sighed.
"We didn't know you would remember that, and just so you know we never abandoned you, we just wanted you to escape from that world and live a carefree life…
We're not allowed to come see you either ye see, Dumbledore won't really let us.
He probably thinks that 'guy' who killed yer parents, has many subordinates lurking around secretly, and if we came to see you in such a remote and muggle place, they might assume you live here."
Hagrid said seriously as he rubbed Alan's head sadly.
"Because of that night, you became very famous and Dumbledore thought it would be better for you to live with your last remaining family away from the wizarding world."
Hagrid said solemnly.
Then he cheered up again and said, "Although ye probably remember alot of things, there are some things which ye shouldn't have known until now. But you must have know about Hogwarts?"
"Hogwarts?"
Alan had a bewildered expression.
Hagrid looked at Alan strangely.
"Don't you know..? I thought you had gotten the letter?"
"Letter? Which letter?"
Alan said in confusion before he turned to look at Vernon.
Hagrid looked at Alan for a moment, then glanced angrily at Vernon.
"Dursley…" Hagrid let out an almost eerie gruff voice when he said that.
"Dumbledore wrote a letter at that time, and I watched him write it! It was specifically written to Alan, Don't you tell me you've kept it hidden from him!?"
Hagrid shouted angrily.
"Shut up, I won't let some bumbling old fool teach him magic tricks!"
Uncle Vernon shouted.
Hagrid pulled out an umbrella and pointed the tip of it on Vernon's fat neck.
"Never. Insult. Albus. Dumbledore. In. Front. Of. Me."
Hagrid threatened with such an icy tone which at the same time held such unprecedented anger it made Vernon terrifed shitless.
"What are you hiding from me?"
Alan asked Uncle Vernon in an almost angry tone.
[Ding, enemy anger +1]
[Ding, enemy anger +1]
Although he had planned to prolong this to milk out as many points as possible from the Dursleys, it still pissed him off when he read the original work about this. And now that he was experiencing this it made him feel even worse.
Aunt Petunia avoided Alan's gaze.
Uncle Vernon spoke loudly, "When we decided to take him in, we swore to never let him associate with those freaks of yours!"
"Oh, and I suppose a great Muggle like yourself's going to stop him, are you?"
He ignored the Dursleys and turned to Alan.
He searched his pockets for ahwile until he took out the Hogwarts Admittance Letter and handed it to Alan.
"Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
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 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely, Deputy Headmistress
Minerva McGonagall."
The second page was about the things he needed to being for this term. Alan flipped through it casually before staring at Hagrid.
"So, I'm a wizard, i've always thought of it as a superpower, that's why I can use aeveral abilities, it's because I'm a wizard!"
"Yes, whenever you fee'l angry or in a bad mood this usually happens…"
Alan nodded but then spoke again
"Although at first i had to be extremely emotional to use my abilities, I've learned to control these emotions to output them in better ways, look."
Alan pointed to fireplace.
And suddenly the fire in fireplace went out.
Hagrid looked at him in suprise before smiling.
[Ding, enemy fear +1]
[Ding, enemy fear +2]
"What a great talent you have, Alan, I dare say you'll grow into a fine and great wizard in the future!"
Hagrid said with a smile
The more he looked at Alan, the more the Giant liked him!
Then he suddenly remembered.
"Oh, I almost forgot, I nee'd to write a reply to Dumbledore!"
From another pocket he pulled out living owl, a quill, and a scroll of parchment.
He hurriedly wrote on the note with the quill, and then he rolled up the parchment and handed it over to the owl, who took it with it's beak.
The owl apread it's wings and flew away with the note in front of Alan's eyes.
Only then did Hagrid look back at Alan.
"Waht were we talking about? Oh, you are a wizard Alan, your parents were also wizards, later they…"
"Were killed…"
Aln said with a cold look.
Although he had only had parents for a gear is so, they were the only people who cared about him before Hagrid came.
In his past life he didn't really consider his parents as good people, they wre abusive, and eventually one thing ked to another and he went to several places, foster homes, orphanages…
So the fact that his chances of having a new family that loved and cared for him were killed, he was very angry.
"Who killed them Hagrid? I only know how he looked like, but I don't know his name"
He said in a cold measured voice.
He really hated acting like he knew nothing but it would be weird if he did.
Hagrid looked conflicted.
Alan continued.
"Hagrid, I know he isn't dead that night i remembered him turning into some kind of mist and escaping, I swore om that day i would find him and get my revenge."
Alan said as several conflicting emotions emerged within him.
Anger, fear, sadness, hope…
Hagrid sighed deeply.
"I hoped you didn't have to remember such horrible memories, if knew you remembered everything, i would ha've showed up ealrlier."
Hagrid sniffed slightly.
Alan showed a gloomy look.
"The person who killed yer parents… He was a wizard too, Just as there are good wizards Alan, there are some who go bad, and this wizard had gone as bad as you can go. His name is.. His name is Voldemort. Don't let me say it again.
Your parents were amazing, Alan. They had always been outstanding and even served as headgirl and headboy at Hogwarts respectably.
At that time, he-who-was-not-to-be-named had tried to persuade your parents to join him, or he would kill them…
Yer parents refused and that night, at Godric'a Hollow.. you know the rest..
And when he tried to kill you that night with a curse, a curse that has no survivors when they are hit by it.
That's why your famous Alan, you survived a curse that has never been before. That's why people are in the wizarding world are calling you, 'The Boy who lived'"
Hagird took out a terribly dirty handkerchief and wiped his tears vigorously, wringing out a large piece of snot.
Chapter end
Author request: Which house would you like Alan to be in? (This will change how I approach the story, +Changing slytherin sterotypes or hufflepuffs might be a fun challenge!)
Slytherin
Ravenclaw
Hufflepuff
Gryffindor
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