The keeper of keys

There I was, laying on a mat on the dirt-covered floor of the house in the middle of the ocean, three minutes till midnight, my plan had worked so far, and I had played my part of a reclusive and snarky harry potter perfectly, I had been locked in the cupboard and ignored countless times, although this meant I had gone without food sometimes, it was a risk I was willing to take.

Two minutes till Midnight, two minutes till Hagrid came.

Another minute passed, I could hear footsteps out in the rain, probably Hagrid making his way up the stone steps of the small island.

Another minute passed.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Petunia and the fat one's came stumbling down the stairs as they heard the sound, Vernon had a shotgun in his hand and the other two crowded behind him.

Bang!

Bang!

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BANG!!

The door to the outside was blown of it's hinges and fell to the ground, a giant man walked in, he had a long brown coat and wild black hair, it was Hagrid.

He picked up the door and put it back on its hinges "couldn't make us a cup o' tea, could yeh? It's not been an easy jouney" he said running around and strode over to the sofa and looked down at me.

"An' here's Harry!" said Hagrid as I looked up at the wild shaggy bearded face of the giant "las' time I saw you, you was only a baby" said Hagrid. Yeh look a lot like yer dad, but yeh've got her mum's eyes."

"I demand you leave at once, Sir!" said Vernon as he made a slight raspy noise "You are breaking and entering!" He yelled as he pointed the gun at slightly towards Hagrid.

Hagrid just scowled "Ah, Shut it Dursley, yeh great Prune" said Hagrid; he reached over the back of the sofa, jerked the gun out of Uncle Vernon's hands, bent it into a knot as easily as if it had been made of rubber, and threw it into a corner of the room.

Uncle Vernon made another funny noise, like a mouse being trodden on.

"Anyway -- Harry," said the giant, turning his back on the Dursleys, "a very happy birthday to yeh. Got summat fer yeh here -- I mighta sat on it at some point, but it'll taste all right."

From an inside pocket of his black overcoat he pulled a slightly squashed box. Harry opened it with trembling fingers. Inside was a large, sticky chocolate cake with Happy Birthday Harry written on it in green icing.

I looked up at the giant "thanks and all, but who are you?"

Hagridchuckled.

"True, I haven't introduced meself. Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts."

He held out an enormous hand and shook my whole arm.

"What about that tea then, eh?" he said, rubbing his hands together. "I'd not say no ter summat stronger if yeh've got it, mind."

His eyes fell on the empty grate with the shriveled chip bags in it and he snorted. He bent down over the fireplace; they couldn't see what he was doing but when he drew back a second later, there was a roaring fire there. It filled the whole damp hut with flickering light and Harry felt the warmth wash over him as though he'd sunk into a hot bath.

The giant sat back down on the sofa, which sagged under his weight, and began taking all sorts of things out of the pockets of his coat: a copper kettle, a squashy package of sausages, a poker, a teapot, several chipped mugs, and a bottle of some amber liquid that he took a swig from before starting to make tea. Soon the hut was full of the sound and smell of sizzling sausage. Nobody said a thing while Hagrid was working, but as he slid the first six fat, juicy, slightly burnt sausages from the poker, Dudley fidgeted a little. Uncle Vernon said sharply, "Don't touch anything he gives you, Dudley."

The giant chuckled darkly.

"Yer great puddin' of a son don' need fattenin' anymore, Dursley, don' worry."

He passed the sausages to me, who are the sausage lie it was the only tho g is eaten all day, which it was, but I didnt take his eyes off the giant. Finally, as nobody seemed about to explain anything, I said, "I'm sorry, but I still don't really know who you are" just like in harry did in the book.

The giant took a gulp of tea and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Call me Hagrid," he said, "everyone does. An' like I told yeh, I'm Keeper of Keys at Hogwarts -- yeh'll know all about Hogwarts, o' course"

"Er -- no," I said, lying through my teeth

Hagrid looked shocked.

Hagrid turned to stare at the Dursleys, who shrank back into the shadows. "I knew yeh weren't gettin' yer letters but I never thought yeh wouldn't even know abou' Hogwarts, fer cryin' out loud! Did yeh never wonder where yer parents learned it all?"

"All what?" I asked, once again lying through my teeth

"ALL WHAT?" Hagrid thundered. "Now wait jus' one second!"

He had leapt to his feet. In his anger he seemed to fill the whole hut. The Dursleys were cowering against the wall.

"Do you mean ter tell me," he growled at the Dursleys, "that this boy -- this boy! -- knows nothin' abou' -- about ANYTHING?"

Hagrid looked as if he was about to explode.

"DURSLEY!" he boomed.

Uncle Vernon, who had gone very pale, whispered something that sounded like "Mimblewimble." Hagrid stared wildly at me.

"yeh must know about yer mom and dad," he said. "I mean, they're famous. You're famous."

"What? My mom and dad weren't famous, were they?" I said

"Yeh don' know... yeh don' know... " Hagrid ran his fingers through his hair, fixing me with a bewildered stare.

"Yeh don' know what yeh are ?" he said finally.

"N--no"

Uncle Vernon suddenly found his voice.

"Stop!" he commanded. "Stop right there, sir! I forbid you to tell the boy anything!"

A braver man than Vernon Dursley would have quailed under the furious look Hagrid now gave him, so J had to commend him on his bravery, but hen I gpfelt sorry for him as when Hagrid next spoke, his every syllable trembled with rage, possibly making him pee his pants.

"You never told him? Never told him what was in the letter Dumbledore left fer him? I was there! I saw Dumbledore leave it, Dursley! An' you've kept it from him all these years?"

"Kept what from me?" I asked eagerly.

"STOP! I FORBID YOU!" yelled Uncle Vernon in panic.

Aunt Petunia gave a gasp of horror.

"Ah, go boil yer heads, both of yeh," said Hagrid. "Harry -- yer a wizard."

I gave a discrete sigh of happiness, Finally.