Diagon Alley

These are the first three in my series of HP landscapes. I like to change the perspectives of my drawings from time to time.

I really like drawing characters, especially OCs and characters from my book, but I don't know if you'll like HP characters in my style. <:]

Puddlemere, Godrics Hollow, Hogsmede, Diagon Alley? What was it?

Hermione is a pureblood! If her parents could see diagon alley (remember how it specifically said muggles can’t see diagon alley?), they must have been squibs, which both of her parents could see diagon alley, but neither of them had magic, and we know Squibs can see magical places (Flitch could see Hogwarts) and if they were muggles, they wouldn’t see diagon alley, so Draco and the others were wrong!

am I late to finding this out? (My dad just explained it to me today)

Almost ten years had passed since Lily's death and a now eleven year old Harry Potter had grown up in a loving home, albeit one without a maternal figure. His Uncle Sirius was carefree and fun-loving, his Uncle Remus was firm but fair and flexible and his dad, James was a balance between both. Various pictures of him and the Marauders from over the years hung around the walls of Potter Manor.

A tall, healthy and well-cared for Harry came down excitedly on the morning of his eleventh Birthday and entered the Potter Manor living room to be greeted by three cheerful Marauders. There was an assortment of presents in the living room from the Marauders and close family friends.

"Happy Birthday son!" James exclaimed as he embraced Harry.

"Thanks dad," said Harry, hugging his father back.

Sirius and Remus took turns hugging and wishing the birthday boy after father and son had pulled away. Harry looked at his pile of presents and one package in particular caught his eyes. He knew what was in the package. He had begged his dad for a Nimbus Two Thousand when he saw it on display at Diagon Alley. So far, he only owned a Comet Two Fifty. He opened the package from James with glee and stared slack jawed at his new broom, his eyes shining with awe as he stroked it. He remembered his manners when he noticed the amused Marauders admiring his antics.

"Thank you so much dad," said Harry as he gratefully hugged his father.

"I'm glad you like it," James grinned.

"May I please take it to Hogwarts with me?" Harry asked hopefully.

"Sorry son, but first years aren't allowed to bring brooms," said James.

"I can sneak it in," said Harry cheekily.

"Harry, breaking minor rules is one thing, but breaking a major rule stated in your acceptance letter would be pushing it a little too far," said James. "At least that's what your grandfather told me when I wanted to sneak my broom into Hogwarts during my first year," he added as an afterthought.

"I guess I can wait for my second year," said Harry thoughtfully.

"Come on Prongslet, you've got other gifts to unwrap," said Sirius.

Harry saw a cage with a snowy owl.

"Hagrid sent this," said Remus.

Harry had never met Rubeus Hagrid, but he had heard a lot about the kind and lovable half-giant who was the groundskeeper of Hogwarts from the Marauders. He read the note from Hagrid which said that he couldn't wait to meet him at Hogwarts. Harry dug into the rest of his presents, including the ones from Sirius and Remus and gratefully thanked his uncles. James reminded him that he would have to send out thank you notes to those who had sent him gifts.

In was a warm, sunny day as Harry and Marauders walked around Diagon Alley. They were there to spend Harry's birthday and get his school supplies. The Birthday boy was the most excited about getting his first wand and spell books. He was recognized and greeted by witches and wizards that he had never met. He had only been to Diagon Alley four times before as his dad usually preferred shopping at muggle stores, mostly to avoid the unwanted attention the Boy Who Lived received when they shopped in the wizarding world.

They parted ways as Sirius went off to meet his fiancée, Miranda who urgently needed his assistance to sort out a problem with their wedding planner. The couple was set to get married during the Christmas holidays. Remus who was a successful author of fiction books that were quite popular in the wizarding world had to quickly meet his publisher for something. He also occasionally wrote non-fiction books. In the meantime, James and Harry headed to Gringotts.

At Gringotts, father and son ran into large man with kind eyes and unkempt hair.

"Hagrid!" James greeted Hagrid cheerfully.

"James!" Hagrid greeted him just as cheerfully. "It's so good to see yeh,"

"It's so good to see you too Hagrid."

"And this young man must be little Harry," said Hagrid fondly. "Yeh were just a baby the last time I saw yeh."

"It's really nice to meet you Hagrid," said Harry as Hagrid beamed. "And thank you very much for the owl. She's amazing," he added gratefully.

"Oh, it's nothing," Hagrid patted him.

Harry and James were right behind Hagrid in line, so they heard him tell the goblin something about a letter from Dumbledore and a very secret Hogwarts business involving "You-Know-What" in Vault 713. Harry wondered what was in Vault 713. After getting their money from Gringotts, he saw Hagrid carry a small package which he knew was the "You-Know-What". The half-giant quickly but politely bid them goodbye and said that he was in a hurry before hurrying off. Harry thought this was odd as James held his hand and led him out of Gringotts.

"What's 'You-Know-What' in Vault 713, dad?" he asked.

"No idea," James shrugged. But Harry could tell his dad was also curious about why Hagrid was acting strangely when he had the package with him.

Harry was left at Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions to get his uniform while James had to get something at the shop next door. Madam Malkin stood him on a stool next to a pale, blonde boy with a pointed face and began fitting him. Harry and the boy recognized each other. They had met three times before; once during Sirius' mom's funeral, once during the previous Quidditch World Cup Finals and once at a social event where the boy's father, Lucius Malfoy had invited Harry and the Marauders to one of his parties. James had declined the invitation. Despite having seen him three times, he had never spoken to the boy before. But he had overheard the Marauders say that Lucius was one Voldemort's Death Eaters who came back to the light side and claimed to have been bewitched.

"You're ... Harry Potter aren't you?" Draco eyed him with interest. Madam Malkin perked up with interest too but chose to remain quiet.

"Yes, you're ... sorry I never got your first name," said Harry.

"Draco. Draco Malfoy", said Draco pompously as he held out his hand and Harry politely shook it. "Where's your dad?"

"Next door, getting something," said Harry.

"My dad's next door at Flourish and Blotts. Mum's at Olivanders. Do you own a broom, Potter?" asked Draco.

"My dad just got me a Nimbus Two Thousand for my birthday," said Harry.

"Cool! I was planning on getting father to get me one after this. It's annoying that first years aren't allowed to bring their own broom, don't you think?" asked Draco.

"I know. It's a stupid rule," Harry agreed.

"I think I'll get father to agree to let me smuggle mine in somehow," said Draco.

"I tried to get my father to let me sneak mine in, but he says it would be pushing it too far to break such a major rule," Harry shrugged as they both sniggered.

"Fathers. They're great but it's annoying when they enforce rules," said Draco knowingly. "My father says it's a crime if I'm not chosen to play for my house."

"My dad's hoping I'll play for my house too," said Harry.

"Do you know which house you'll be in yet?" asked Draco.

"I'm hoping to be in Gryffindor like my parents and most of my father's family," said Harry.

"I guess most people prefer to be sorted into the house their family was in. I know I'll be in Slytherin. My whole family has been in Slytherin," said Draco. "You might want to consider Slytherin too though."

"Why?" asked Harry.

"That's the house that usually doesn't have any muggle-borns. You and I come from ancient wizarding families. You don't want to be mixing with that sort. They weren't brought up to know our ways. I don't think Hogwarts should let their kind in, do you?" asked Draco.

Harry felt a surge of anger but controlled it.

"My mum's muggle-born," he said indignantly.

"That's alright. At least your dad's pureblood," said Draco, clearly missing his tone and oblivious that he had touched a nerve.

Harry didn't know what to make of this boy. Talking to him about Quidditch and brooms was nice but he was also arrogant and bigoted towards muggle-borns.

"You're done Mr. Malfoy," said Madam Malkin.

James came in just as Draco hoped down from the footstool.

"Good day Mr. Potter," Draco said politely.

James looked a little taken back.

"Good day, umm ... Lucius Malfoy's son right?"

"That's right," said Draco proudly. "I'll see you at Hogwarts, Harry".

"See you at Hogwarts," Harry replied as Draco exited the shop.

James and Harry exchanged puzzled looks.

"You're done too, dear," said Madam Malkin to Harry before father or son could say anything.

"Your Uncle Sirius and Uncle Remus will be meeting us at Olivander's. We'll get your books and school supplies first," said James.

They exited Madam Malkins after paying her and headed to Flourish and Blotts next door.

Wrong answers only

So, this is how it works, I'll tell you something that could've happened in the HP books. And you tell me how it could've changed things.

Ready? Good.

What would've happened if Harry had actually befriended Draco Malfoy when they first met in Diagon Alley?

The Talking Cat

Chapter 1

Amy Elizabeth Brown sat down at the kitchen table waiting for lunch. The smell of fresh spaghetti made her mouth water. Amy has had a bad day, a bad month actually, every single day something weird has been happening to her. Her cat's cage was not able to open again after she got annoyed that the cat was able to escape. Her parents thought she had just broken it and punished her. Textbooks magically opened to the page she left off, her parents every time would say it was just the wind. Everytime she would tell her parents, they wouldn't believe her. They asked her multiple times to stop with gibberish, but she just can't control it. Amy was thinking she was going insane.

Juliana, her mom, came out of the small kitchen, too tight for more than 3 people. It worked just fine since only Amy, Juliana, and Jefferson lived there. Jefferson was her step-dad. Her dad had died in a car accident when Amy was 3 years old. Amy had gotten used to calling her step-dad, dad. Amy immediately grabbed a big spoon-full of spaghetti and put it on her plate. She added some italian, white sauce and started eating.

“Ouch”

Amy shrieked when she burnt her tongue from the hot spaghetti.

“That's why you wait before eating, wait for it to cool down.”

Jefferson, Amy's dad said in a stern tone. He was angry from a fight Amy and him had last night. Amy was convinced her charger had been “brought back to life” after it stopped working and suddenly worked again. Her dad told her multiple times the power must have just gone out for a second. She argued back saying the tv hadn't gone off. They argued for a long time, back and forth. Finally, Amy decided to stop, she wasn't going to convince her dad in any way, it wasn't worth it anymore. She just wanted her dad and mom to believe her for once...

“ Maybe, just maybe, if something bigger happened, right in front of their eyes, they would believe me.”

Amy thought.

Once Amy finished her food, she sat down at the small couch in front of the tv. The apartment was so small, they had to squish everything together to make a living room. She turned on the news, she was only 10 years old, but she liked to see what was going on in the world. Her dad sat down next to her and so did her mom.

Out of nowhere, a big ball of ginger, unbrushed, fur jumped out of Amy’s lap. It was her big cat with his messy hair.

“Ouch! What the heck!”

Amy yelled as she saw a big nasty cut on the arm. The cut was bleeding pretty badly. Amy seemed like she was in pain.

“Sorry Amy. I'm just a caat, I didn't nnotice my clawws were that big! pleasee forgive mee.”

The cat spoke in a soft baby voice. It didn't seem like it was coming from the cat, the cat seemed as if it were to have a more masculine voice.

“Amy! Did the cat just-”

Her dad, stunned, was interrupted by the cat who didn't seem too bothered at all.

“O yes, i talk, you should have believed her, so many strange things happen when im close to her, she is magic! So many things happened and you didn't even think to look into it? Humans are such weird creatures.”

No one said a word, the cat sat on Amy's lap like nothing had happened. Everyone in shock about what just happened, continued watching tv. Amy really wanted to tell her parents that they should have believed her and all that, but she didn't. She was stunned that her cat talked, she knew weird things were happening to her, But this, this was next level. Did her parents finally believe her? Or did both of them think they were going insane?!

……………………….

Amy after an awkward 30 minutes of silence in front of the tv, she got up and went to her room. She walked slowly, thinking and thinking. She sat down on her beautiful small bed and thought about what just happened. She thought for what seemed ages till accidentally falling asleep. She had a dream where her cat talked in front of her classmates and she had to leave the school because everyone was now scared of her and her family. Her family had to move to a different city but news had spread. They now had to live in a middle of nowhere farm and hide for the rest of their lives.

Amy woke up shaking and sweating. Her face white, she looked like she had just seen a ghost .She jumped out of bed and looked out of the big window. It was daytime. The beautiful summer grass, the colorful flowers. Amy saw a beautiful lily and remembered why she gave the name she did to her cat. She ran downstairs to check if her dream was real. She saw her cat coming towards her and wanted to know if it was still able to talk.

“Hi cat! Are-e you okay-y? Lily can you still talk-k”

There was no response from Lily. The cat looked at her in a confused look and left to eat out of his bowl. Amy thought about how disgusting the cat's food must be, but the cat liked it, so it couldn't be that bad? Amy gave a big loud sigh of relief, Happily the cat didn't talk but that would change what happened last night.

“Amy! Hi, good morning!”

Her dad called out to her.

“Come here! Family meeting!"

Her mom said in an all too friendly voice. Her mom pointed to the living room couch and they all sat down.

“So, we all know what happened last night with the cat. Sorry for not believing you earlier. We still have no idea what it is, so be careful. We know tomorrow is your 11th birthday, so we will give you a camera you have been begging for as an apology and a gift.”

Her dad said in a sincere tone. He definitely meant it. Amy jumped up and down and ran to her room. She almost tripped but got there at the end. She pulled out her old crappy camera that couldn't even take pictures anymore and pulled out its card. She still wanted to keep her old photos. She grabbed the useless camera and threw it in the trash.

“That felt sooo good! Finally, I'll be getting a good camera!”

Amy enjoyed the rest of her day, contemplating the new camera she'll be getting tomorrow. She went to bed excitedly, she wanted to get up so badly, she wanted to celebrate. But she knew the day would come sooner if she slept. She tried to fall asleep as quickly as possible. She wanted her birthday to come soon.

The Visit From The Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 2

“Beep, Beep, Beep!”

Amy’s alarm went off multiple times very loudly.

“Why are you on! I don't have school!”

Amy yelled before getting out of bed very slowly. She was on her way to the bathroom when a thought came to her head. It was her birthday! She ran downstairs and saw her mom cooking chocolate chip pancakes, her favorite. The smell of chocolate made her awake. Her mom turned her head and saw her.

“Happy Birthday! Today will be such a good day for you! Dad has left the house to buy you a cake! We can go after lunch to the mall to buy you your camera!”

Said Amy’s mom in an excited tone. Amy jumped up and down and took a seat at the table. The table was scratched up, probably because of the cat or the fact it was so old. It was once located at her grandma's house, but once her grandma bought a new one, she decided to keep the old, scratchy table.The chair made a sound, like the one made in a horror movie door. Amy’s mom carefully put three big, fluffy pancakes onto her plate. Amy added a lot of syrup before finally eating them.

There was a loud knock at the door and Amy’s mom quickly opened it. It was Amy's step-dad holding a beautiful cake. It was a baby pink color, it was infested with sprinkles and it had a chocolate drizzle.

“What's its flavor dad?”

Amy asked before even saying hello or goodmorning.

“Vanilla of course, I know it's your favorite.”

“Thank you, thank you! I'm so excited”

Amy said cheerfully. Her dad placed the cake on top of the table before closing the door. Amy couldn't stop staring at the cake, nor could her cat apparently who looked as if were ready to steal it. The family was now sitting down enjoying pancakes, where there was suddenly a knock at the door.

“Are you expecting anyone mum?”

Said Amy in a concerned, but curious tone.

“No, this seems quite weird.”

Amy’s mom said, wondering who it might be. There was a knock again. Amy’s step-dad got up from his seat and opened the door. Outside stood a tall, skiny, weird looking man outside. He had a long rope, a very colorful one. He had black hair, not much of it, he looked like he was about sixty. He had a long black mustache. Without warning, he brushed through Amy's dad and made himself comfortable on the living room couch.

“O hello, Im professor Lexter, from Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. I have come here to give Miss Amy her letter. I've also come to explain a couple things to you three who might be extremely confused.’’

Professor Lexter said in a high pitched voice. The three stood there, motionless trying to process what just happened. After the professor noticed they were not moving or doing anything, he extended his hand with the letter to amy. Amy grabbed the letter and started reading it to herself instantly.

“What does this mean, witchcraft; wizardry!? what is going on?!”

Her dad said with a concerned voice.

“A, yes, i was expecting this from you muggles-”

He was interrupted by Amy's mom.

“Muggles, what are muggles, you mean us?”

She said in an angry but curious tone. Professor Lexter waited a couple seconds before finally saying.

“Muggles, that is what we call people who don't have any magic. Your daughter is a witch, this means a distant relative of yours was a squib. A squib is a person who was born into a magical family without any powers. Have you seen anything unusual lately, weird things happening when your daughter is around?”

Mr. Brown thought for a while before finally saying.

“Yes! When Amy made the cat talk, or when her charger suddenly started working again after being broken! I'm sorry for not believing you!”

Professor lexter looked at amy pleased. He took the letter that Amy had already finished reading and that was now saying on the table and handed it to her parents. Miss. Brown took the letter politely and started reading it out loud.

“ Dear Miss Amy, we are glad to announce you have been accepted into Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Students shall go on the Hogwarts express on the first of september. Please pay your utmost attention to the list of requirements attached to the letter. We very much look forward to your arrival at our school.”

“O yes, thank you for reading it. Hogwarts is a school for only wizards that will teach them how to control and develop their magic. It is a boarding school, she may return for winter break, spring break, and the whole summer.’’

Amy’s mom looked a little bit upset at hearing it was a boarding school. Her mom was always over protective of her since she was an only child. Amy’s mom and dad carefully listened to everything Professor lexter told them about the wizard world. He left after an hour or so. Amy’s parents reluctantly agreed to let their only child go to this wizarding school.

“So, I'm not insane, I'm just a witch. I'm not even going to be able to use my camera. I won't be able to use my phone or anything muggle really. I will miss my parents too, I will barely be able to see them through the year. How am I a witch, Me? A witch, it shouldn't be surprising, all those weird things happen to me all the time. Just be happy you're not going insane right? Right? What a birthday…"

And so Amy thought while she was climbing the stairs back to her bedroom. Amy didn't leave her bedroom for the rest of the day. She was half shocked and half relieved she wasn't going insane. She fell asleep quite early, half thinking what just happened was just a dream.

Diagon Alley

Chapter 3

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“I haven’t been here is years.” Said Mum, smiling looking around. “Now where to next…” she had a look of concentration on her face, apparently trying to remember where she had gone when she was young. “Oh!” Mum said suddenly, giving me and Patsy a start. “Ollivanders! How could I forget? You must have a wand!

We walked past quite a few shops and stopped in front of a black one with the words Ollivanders written also in golden, cursive letters across the arch of the doorway.

“Patsy wants to go to Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlour, are you okay going in there by yourself?” Mum asked, her hand on Patsy’s shoulder.

“Sure.” I said uncertainly, but I wanted Patsy and Mum to have a good time, but I wasn’t sure how I felt about being left alone. But I’m eleven now, I can handle it.

“Alright then!” Mum said smiling, “We’ll meet up back at the parlour when you’re done.” She pointed east down the long alley to a building where there was a huge ice cream cone, and a set of table and chairs on the roof.

“Oh! And take these!” She handed me a couple of the golden coins she had handed to Madam Malkins, smiled and strode off towards the ice cream parlour. After taking a deep breath, I walked inside the creaking door of the shop.

Chapter two- Diagon Alley

June 9th, 1991

A week later, I was sitting in my bed drawing, when Patsy burst in.

“Emory?!”

“What is it Patsy, I’m doing something.”

“Mum said today we can go to Diagon Alley!”

“Wait, really!?” This got my attention.

“Yeah let’s go!”

I jumped out of bed and ran to my wardrobe and tried to find something to wear. I settled on some blue jeans and a light blue t-shirt that had a couple red roses next to each other across the front. I tied my Converse high tops and ran out the door, and down the stairs into the living room. “Are you ready?” Mum asked. “Yes!” I replied, i’ve never been so eager to get out of the house. Me, Mum, and Patsy all went outside to the car. Patsy in the back, me in the front. I was so excited while we were driving, I never stopped smiling. We turned into this rather dirty part of town and stopped there. Naturally I was curious, and confused. Before I knew it, we walked into a door with a faded sign hanging above it, which read The Leaky Cauldron. The very small pub was full of people, so me and Patsy had to stick very close to Mum in order to not get lost in the crowd. After passing through the pub, we went out the back door into a small corner with a brick wall on either side, including in front of us. “Mum,” I began, “What exactly are we doing here?”

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Chapter 3: Finding a New Normal

The week that followed was jam packed. First Sirius and Remus had to sign a bunch of paperwork, and Remus had to confront his previous landlord so that he could move. And then after a couple days of searching, the two men finally found a decent flat with two bedrooms on Charing Cross Road in London. Remus moved all of his stuff in, Sirius brought his few worldly possessions including the stuff he bought for Harry, and finally there little apartment was feeling like a home.

A week after the trial Remus started at his new position within the auror.

‘Sirius, I’m going out now. Be good with Harry, I’ll be back after six, hopefully.’

‘Ok, bye Moony.’

And then it was just Sirius and Harry. He had been taking care of Harry for a week, but he always had Remus to concur any decision he made. Now he had to interpret Harry’s every need on his own.

It was hard, but soon Sirius realized Lily and James had done some of the work for him. Harry knew, amongst a small vocabulary of other simple words, “bottle”, so Sirius at the very least knew when he was hungry. Sirius spent the morning playing with him, and watching Harry explore his new surroundings by crawling all over the place. However before the clock had even struck noon, Harry was showing all the signs of a tired toddler, so when he started crying out of no where Sirius scooped him up and brought him to the small bedroom. He plopped him down in the crib, but Harry started saying something between sobs.

‘Fwedy-fwedy-fwedy’

Sirius wasn’t certain, but he assumed this was a toy Harry had. As part of the investigation into Voldemort’s defeat, Sirius wasn’t allowed to return to the Potter’s house in Godric's Hollow to collect any of Harry’s old stuff. Instead Sirius picked up a child sized soft blanket Remus had bought Harry, and handed it to the small toddler.

‘Sorry Fawny, no Freddy.’

Harry took the blanket, but continued to cry and cry until he put himself to sleep. Sirius sighed and then went to his room.

The apartment only had two bedrooms, so Remus and Sirius had cast a spell to magically split the bigger bedroom into two small ones, each with a single sized bed and there personal possessions. Sirius just sat on his bed, he had originally the intention of doing a task, but the sudden silence got to him.

In the ten days since he found out about James and Lily’s death he had not once had a moment to process that fact. He had constantly been doing jobs that needed to be done to raise Harry, and then pass out from exhaustion, he never once had the time to truly think about the fact that James was gone.

Anger, frustration, and immense sadness flooded him. He thought about his basically adopted brother, how he was never going to fight along side him again, tell jokes together again, go on motorcycle rides, or simply be friends in old age together. The thought also lingered that if he had just checked on that blasted Pettigrew a few hours earlier, he might have been able to warn them and get them out of the house. Why did he trust Peter, why hadn’t he gone earlier, how could he be responsible for such a tragedy.

Sirius felt like screaming, breaking something, crying profoundly, but instead he just kept sitting on that bed, for hours and hours.

Sirius probably would have remained in that state if Harry hadn’t woken up and started crying again. Sirius forced himself to get up, and head to Harry’s room. When Harry saw him, he started crying, ‘Up. Up.’

Sirius scooped him up and held him in his arms. Sirius rocked him, and held him close, but Harry kept crying and calling for his Freddy, but he finally did calm a little and then said something that would break his heart.

‘Mommy...?’ He said it in the saddest voice Sirius had ever heard, and he once again just wanted to break down, but he forced it deep deep down and spoke calmly to Harry.

‘Li-Mommy isn’t here Harry. But I am. And I am going to promise you this now, I am never going to leave you, and I am never going to let anything bad happen to you again.’

An idea popped into his head. He walked to his bedroom and put Harry down on his bed gently. Sirius dug through his nightstand and got out a picture of James and Lily, it was the only one he had of the to of them together. He sat down and put Harry in his lap and showed it to Harry, the picture of his parents waved and smiled at him.

This only had the opposite result however, Harry continued to bawl, and cry, and scream. Sirius just didn’t know what to do. He was lost and for the first time he was truly, one-hundred percent doubting his ability to raise Harry. Not long later, however, the flat’s door opened and a familiar voice called out.

‘I’m home!’

Sirius had never been so relieved to hear a wizards voice.

‘We’re in my room. I can’t get him to stop crying Moony, he wants his comfort toy, and I think he’s finally noticed the absence of his parents.’

‘I think I may be able to help with both, Padfoot.’

Remus walked in, carrying a giant box in his arms. He set it down in front of Harry and Sirius, and when Sirius looked down he was shocked at what he saw.

‘This is all of Fawny’s stuff from Godric’s Hollow, how did you get it, that place is off limits.’

‘I’m an auror, remember, I asked my boss for a favour. He knows just as much as we do that this stuff wouldn’t explain why You-Know-Who is gone, and that they are of greater use here then collecting dust back there.’

Remus reaches in and pulled out specifically all of Harry’s soft toys, and the little boy cried out in joy.

‘Fwedy!’

He was reaching for a white, hand sewn stuffed creature, with two cute blue button eyes. This calmed him right down.

Sirius day up and walked to Harry’s room and put him and his Freddy into the crib where he began to snuggle and babble at the stuffed toy. Remus then entered with the box, and together the two of them filled the room with Harry’s old possessions. The box also contained all photos the house contained of James, Harry, Lily, and any combination of the three. They stuck them in places Harry could see, and when they were finished the room finally felt like a nursery.

They then proceeded to make supper. Simply spaghetti for the two of them, and mashed up vegetables for Harry. As they prepared, Remus spoke.

‘I noticed you called him Fawny, what’s that about?’

‘Oh, it’s something James referred to Harry as in his letters, I think it was a cute way to reference his Animagus form and Lily’s Patronus.’

‘I think it is sweet as well.’

Sirius took a deep breath.

‘Remus, I’m glad you came home when you did. I was so lost today, I did everything I could and yet I still couldn’t keep him happy. I don’t know how I’m going to do this, I am not ready. I-‘

‘Sirius, hey Sirius, listen to me. You are not doing this alone. You here me, I am going to help you as much as I can and together we can do this.’

‘Remus, I am really grateful for your financial support, but I don’t want to ruin your life any more than I already have. You should be spending your evenings enjoying yourself, maybe meeting someone, not changing diapers and watching the kid when I am out.’

‘Padfoot. You are not ruining my life, trust me, I am happy to help in anyway you need. I am legally Harry’s guardian as well, remember. And I intend to be his guardian in more than just title.’

Sirius looked into Remus’s green eyes, and just got lost in the sincerity in them, and the confidence and kindness.

That evening Remus watched Harry as Sirius went out to Diagon Ally to drop off many resumes. He could only hope he would get a response and quick.

The next day Remus had to leave work early as moon rise would be at four-thirty and he didn’t want to not have enough time to set up. Sirius and Remus removed all of the furniture in the living room and set it aside, including magically removing the floor tiles revealing the concrete floor below. Sirius cast a spell to have increabibly strong chains spawn from the floor and attached the cuffs to Remus’ wrists and ankles.

He hated seeming his friend chained like this, but they didn’t have an isolated location for Remus to transform in, so for Harry and other tenets safety this was the best option. The final step was Sirius cast a sound dampening spell so no one outside the living room could hear Remus.

‘You should go, I don’t want you seeing me like that.’

‘But I always stayed before, as my Scottish Deerhound form, it always kept you calm before...’

‘We aren’t kids anymore Sirius, I don’t want you to see me-‘

‘But Remus-‘

However instead of a a verbal response, he got only the sound of rustling chains. Sirius turned to see his dear friend go ridged, nothing he hadn’t seen before. He morphed himself into the Hound. Lupin’s limbs began to shake, then lengthen. Remus made a terrible snarling noice that broke Sirius’ heart every time, so sad, so in pain.

But then it occurred to Sirius, Remus was still growing. At hogwarts he only every free to be about seven feet tall, but he was past that now. Finally, as his head morphed into a muzzle, his shoulders hunched, hands turned to paws and claws, and grey fur grew all over his body, did he stop growing at around 10 feet.

Sirius couldn’t speak as a dog, but if he could he probably would said how much more terrifying Remus had become. He wanted to now follow Remus’ request, but he couldn’t, he knew that a calm werewolf is less likely to hurt itself or try to escape. So despite how scared he was, he stayed with Lupin all night, just like he used to with James and Petter in the Shrieking Shack.

At about seven-thirty the moon finally set and painfully Remus transformed back. He sat there shaking, as always. Sirius undid the chains and knelt next to him. Remus slowly calmed down, there was silence for a bit, but then he spoke.

‘I told you to go.’

‘Remus, just like how you aren’t going to abandon me, I am not going to abandon you. Although a warning about the growth spurt would have been appreciated.’ Sirius said jokingly.

‘Yeah, that happened shortly after hogwarts, I think that’s the last one though, I won’t get any bigger or meaner.’

‘That’s a relief. Hey, do you want anything, I can make breakfast while you recover.’

Sirius got up and was just about to open a cupboard when he heard Remus call out.

‘Sirius-‘

‘Yeah?’

‘Thank you...’

Dear fandom!

I have a little strange question, but I have no idea who can help me with that, and you are my best hope.

Two years ago, I visited the Harry Potter Studios near London. In the Diagon Alley set above the Eeylops Owl Emporium shop, I saw a shield hanging from the second floor with some coat of arms. It has a square shape, divided into quarters, quarterly gules and vert (red and green) with some golden details inside the quarters. In addition to this, I found the same shield hanged above the Eeylops Owl Emporium shop in the Wizarding World of Harry Potter in Orlando, US.

I couldn't find in any source what is this sign. So the question is: what coat of arms is it? Whom it belongs? What does the inscription above the sign say?

Thank you in advance!

Welcome to round two! Before we get into the challenge, we have results from round one! Please remember that you had to have 7/10 or more to be able to qualify for this round:

Qualifiers:

@Littlebluebubble 10/10

@RxvenMxllo 10/10

@JadisSnape 10/10

@Melx100 10/10

@MariaPark2000 10/10

@CHT64 10/10

@Bumblebree13 10/10

@Amana Vida 10/10

@Eaglewarrior33 9/10

@Lxvenderjewel 9/10

@ClumsyQueen 9/10

@HeirsOfTheNightSuperfan 9/10

@AngRuss22 9/10

@Shreekomandar 9/10

@Slytherin.Goddess.Of.The.Moon 8.5/10

@InaYah.2009 8.5/10

@BerryCobbIer 7/10

@GOTHICBITC 8/10

Congrats to everyone who made it through, you are now moving on to round two! Unfortunately, we had some people who did not make it through:

Disqualified:

@Danzy2000 3/10

@Book lover 2010 2.5/10

@Zamolo 1/10

@Mushroompawsdraws N/A

@LemonFlavoredPolarBear N/A

@Jiakittycat N/A

You gust did well, but are unfortunately out. Good efforts though!

Alright now on to the actual round. For task two, each of you will be designing you own shop that could be put into Diagon Ally! We want to see what you’ll be selling, some products, you company name, the workers needed, ect. Let you creative let lose!

Try to do something original and creative. Everyone is a loud to vote and we will be going based off upvotes. Depending on how things turn out, we will decide the needed amount.

Have fun and do you best!

This post is for questions or concerns! We will link the submission post in a few minutes! For any questions or anything, ping me (@JayTheGayRavenclaw) or Dorky (@DorkyForLife0701) whenever!