April Hagrid #1- The Sorcerer's Stone

You know the groundskeeper from hogwarts? He has a daughter Harry's age named april. She has had the adventures with the three friends but has never been talked about.


4. Diagon Alley part 1

It took almost Ten minutes to get out of the pub into a small walled courtyard. Hagrid grinned at Harry. 

"Told yeh'. Told yeh' you was famous."

"Is Quirrell always that nervous?" Harry asked. 

"Oh yeah. Poor bloke. Brilliant mind. He was fine while he was studyin' outta books but then he took a year off ter get some first hand experience …. They say he met vampires in the Black Forest, and there was a nasty bit o' trouble with a hag — never been the same since. Scared of the students, scared of his own subject— now where's me umbrella?" 

April looked at Harry and saw he was so confused. Her father meanwhile, was counting bricks in the wall above a trash can. 

"Three up… two across…" Hagrid muttered. "Right, stand back you two."

He tapped the wall three times with the point of his umbrella. 

The brick he had touched quivered— it wriggled— in the middle, a small hole appeared — it grew wider and wider— a second later they were facing an archway large enough even for Hagrid, an archway onto a cobbled street that twisted and turned out of sight. 

"Welcome," said April, "to Diagon Alley."

The two Hagrids grinned at Harry's Amazement. They stepped through the archway. Harry looked quickly over his shoulder and saw the archway shrink instantly back into solid wall. 

The sun shone brightly on a stack of cauldrons outside the nearest shop. Cauldrons — All sizes — Copper, Brass, Pewter, Silver — Self-Stirring— Collapsible, said a sign hanging over them. 

"Yeah, you two'll be needin' one," said Hagrid, "but we gotta get yer money first."

Harry turned his head in every direction as they walked up the street, trying to look at everything at once: the shops, the things outside them, the people doing their shopping. A plump woman outside an apothecary was shaking her head as they passed, saying, "Dragon liver, seventeen Sickles an ounce, they're mad…."

A low, soft hooting came from a dark shop with a sign saying Eeylops Owl Emporium— Tawny, Screech, Barn, Brown, and Snowy. Several boys of about Harry and April's age had their noses against a window with broomsticks in it and April joined them. "Look," a boy said to her, "the new Nimbus Two Thousand— fastest ever—"

Hagrid took her away and they passed shops selling robes, shops selling telescopes and strange silver instruments Harry had never seen before, windows stacked with Barrels of bat spleens and eels' eyes, tottering piles of spell books, quills, and rolls of parchment, potion bottles, globes of the moon….

"Gringotts," said Hagrid. 

They had reached a snowy white building that towered over the other little shops. Standing beside its burnished bronze doors, wearing a uniform of scarlet and gold, was —

"Yeah, that's a goblin," said Hagrid quietly as they walked up the white stone steps toward him. 

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 "lets go get your uniforms." April said, nodding toward Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions. "Listen, Harry, April, would yeh mind if I slipped off fer a pick-me-up in the leaky cauldron? I hate them Gringotts carts."

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