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.

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5. Diagon Alley Part 2

Harry and April entered Madam Malkin's shop alone, Harry acting nervous. 

Madam Malkin was a squat, smiling witch dressed all in mauve. 

"Hogwarts, dears?" She said, when April and Harry started to speak. "Got the lot here — another young man being fitted up in fact." 

In the back of the shop, a boy with a pale, pointed face was standing on a footstool while a second witch pinned up his long black robes. Madam Malkin stood Harry and April on stools next to him, slipped long robes over their heads, and another witch began to pin April's robe to the right length. 

"Hello," said the boy, "Hogwarts, too?"

"Yes," said April. 

"My Father's next door buying my books and mother's up the street looking at wands," said the boy. He had a bored, drawling voice. "Then I'm going to drag them off to look at racing brooms. I don't see why the first years can't have their own. I think I'll bully father into getting me one and I'll smuggle it in somehow. "

Harry was strongly reminded of Dudley. 

"Have you got your own broom?" The boy went on. 

"No." Harry and April said in Sync. 

"Play quidditch at all?"

"No." Harry said again, wondering what on earth Quidditch could be. 

"Yes." April said. 

"I do — Father says it's a crime if I'm not picked to play for my house, and I must say, I agree. Know what house you'll be in yet?" The boy ignored her. 

"No," said Harry and April. Harry felt more stupid by the minute. 

"Well, no one really knows until they get there, do they, but I know I'll be in Slytherin, all our family have been — imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?"

"Mmm," said Harry, wishing he could say something more interesting. 

"I say, look at that man!" Said the boy suddenly, nodding toward the front window. Hagrid was standing there, grinning at Harry and April and pointing at three large ice creams to show he couldn't come in. 

"That's my dad, Hagrid," said April, pleased that Harry and her knew something the boy didn't. "He works at Hogwarts."

"Oh," said the boy, "I've heard of him. He's a sort of servant, isn't he?"

"He's the gamekeeper," said Harry. He and April were like this boy less and less every second. 

"Yes, exactly. I heard he's a sort of savage — lives in a hut on the school grounds and every now and then he gets drunk, tries to do magic, and ends up setting fire to his bed."

"I think he's brilliant," said Harry coldly. April smiled at Harry. 

"Do you?" Said the boy, with a slight sneer. "Why are these two with you? Where are your parents?"

"They're dead," said Harry shortly. He didn't feel much like going into the matter with this boy. 

"Oh, sorry," said the boy, not sounding sorry at all. "But they were our kind, weren't they?"

"They were a witch and a wizard if that's what you mean." 

"I really don't think they should let the other sort in, do you? They're just not the same, they've never been brought up to know our ways. Some of them have never even heard of Hogwarts until they get the letter, imagine. I think they should keep it in the old wizarding families. What's your surname, anyway?"

But before Harry could answer, Madam Malkin and the girl that was helping April said, "Your done, my dears," and Harry and April, not sorry for an excuse to stop talking to the boy, hopped down from the footstools. 

"Well, I'll see you two at Hogwarts, I suppose," said the drawling boy. 

Harry and April were rather quiet as they ate ice cream Hagrid had bought them (chocolate and raspberry with chopped nuts). 

"What's up?" Said Hagrid. 

"Nothing," April lied. They stopped to buy parchment and quills. Harry and April cheered up a bit when they found a bottle of ink that changed color as you wrote. When they had left the shop, Harry said, "Hagrid, what's Quidditch?" 

"Blimey, Harry I keep forgettin' how little yeh know — not knowin' about Quidditch!"

"Don't make him feel worse," April said. She told Hagrid about the pale boy in Madam Malkin's. 

"— and he said people from Muggle Families shouldn't even be allowed in —"

"Yer not from a muggle family. If he'd known who yeh were — he's grown up knowin' yer name if his parents are wizardin' folk. You saw everyone in the Leaky Cauldron was like when they saw yeh. Anyway, what does he know about it, some o' the best I ever saw were the only ones with magic in 'em in a long line o' Muggles — look at yer mum! Look what she had fer a sister!" 

"So what is Quidditch?" Harry asked. 

"It's our sport. Wizard sport. It's like — like soccer in the muggle world — everyone follows Quidditch — played up in the air on broomsticks and there's four balls — sorta hard ter explain the rules." 

"And what are Slytherin and Hufflepuff?" 

"School houses. There's four. Everyone says Hufflepuff are a lot o' duffers, but—"

"I bet I'm in Hufflepuff," said Harry gloomily. 

"Better Hufflepuff than Slytherin," said April darkly. "There's not a single witch or wizard who went bad who wasn't in Slytherin. You-Know-Who was one."

"Vol-, sorry — You-Know-Who was at Hogwarts?"

"Years an' years ago," said Hagrid. 

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