Harry Potter The Unseen Heroine

Both me and Harry were stunned silent. Everyone was looking at us, no one had ever payed us much mind at pivet drive. Unless it was a punishment.

The silence was broken by the squeaking of chairs as every one in the Leaky Caldron raced to shake our hands, though Harry was obviously the more...desired twin.

"Doris Crockford, Mr. Potter, can't believe I'm meeting you at last. An honor as well Miss Potter."

"So proud, Mr. Potter, I'm just so proud. You as well Miss Potter. "

"Always wanted to shake your hand — I'm all of a flutter. Wanted to meet you as well Miss Potter."

"Delighted, Mr. Potter, just can't tell you, Diggle's the name, Dedalus Diggle. An honor as well Miss Potter."

"I've seen you before!" said Harry, as Dedalus Diggle's top hat fell off in his excitement. "You bowed to me once in a shop."

I remembered that instance Diggle had bowed to Harry, which caused Aunt Petunia to ask if he knew the man, then drag us out of the store without buying anything.

"He remembers!" cried Dedalus Diggle, looking around at everyone. "Did you hear that? He remembers me!" Harry shook hands again and again — Doris Crockford kept coming back for more. I noticed that people were may more interested in Harry than I...which I was somewhat thankful.

A pale young man made his way towards us, his eye was twitching and he looked nervous.

"Professor Quirrell!" said Hagrid. "Harry, Sarah, Professor Quirrell will be one of your teachers at Hogwarts." Hagrid told us.

"P-P-Potters," stammered Professor Quirrell, grasping Harry's then my hand, "c-can't t-tell you how ppleased I am to meet you."

"A pleasure sir." I replied.

"What sort of magic do you teach, Professor Quirrell?" Harry asked.

"D-Defense Against the D-D-Dark Arts," He muttered seeming scared of his own subject. "N-not that you n-need it, eh, P-P-Potter?" He laughed nervously. "You'll be ggetting all your equipment, I suppose? I've g-got to p-pick up a new b-book on vampires, mmyself." The man looked terrified.

However Professor Qurriell couldn't keep Harry to himself as everyone wanted a look. Ten minutes people crowded around my brother, while occasionally looking to me. Hagrid eventually intervened.

"Must get on — lots ter buy. Come on, Harry, Sarah." He called over the noise.

Dennis Crockford gave Harry's hand one last shake, before Hagrid led us out the back and into a small, walled courtyard. Hagrid was grinning at both of us.

"Told yeh, didn't I? Told yer yer two was famous. Even Professor Quirrell was tremblin' ter meet yeh — mind you, he's usually tremblin'."

"Is he 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 firsthand 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?"

"Poor man." I said sympathetically.

The truth was I could see myself like the man, I was smart. But in the field...I wasn't the best in field work.

Hagrid meanwhile had started counting bricks above the trash can.

"Three up… two across…" he muttered. "Right, stand back." He told us. Then tapped the wall three times.

I watched in amazement as the brick he had touched quivered it wriggled, then 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, to Diagon Alley." Hagrid told us. Harry was grinning while I was frozen in awe.

We stepped through the archway which closed behind us. The nearest shop was for cauldrons, which contained a wide assortment of types. From Copper to Silver, Brass to Pewter.

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

Both me and Harry glanced in every direction. Every shop was filled with strange items, strange vendors, and strange customers. If I hadn't been aware of where we were I would assume this to be a circus of some kind, but this was no circus, this was our first experience in the magical world. The world of our parents...

"Dragon liver, sixteen Sickles an ounce, they're mad…" A women said as we passed a Apothecary shop.

As we continued I heard the sound of owls and passed the shop, Eeylops Owl Emporium, which housed Tawny, Screech, Barn, Brown, and Snowy owls. We continued and passed a group of boys our age, all huddled against a window with a broomstick in it.

"Look, the new Nimbus Two Thousand — fastest ever —" One of the boys was telling his friends. There was a shop for robes, telescopes, bo...

My eyes froze as I finally found what I was looking for. The book store, Flourish and Blotts Bookseller, I froze and stared in amazement at all the books I saw through the windows. They were to the ceiling and I was required to buy at least a few...

"Sarah." Harry said in annoyance, he grabbed my arm and led my back to Hagrid.

"Sorry." I said sheepishly.

Harry just smirked and shook his head. While Hagrid led us up to as massive white building that dwarfed all else.

"Gringotts," said Hagrid. "This be where yeh can get the money to pay for em books." He told me with cheeky grin.

"I am excited about the books." I replied truthfully.

Off to the side of the steps was a figure dressed in scarlet and gold. It caught both Harry and mine's eyes. And Hagrid confirmed what we were both thinking.

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