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Severus had been awake for a couple of hours now. He had been waiting for Harry and Hagrid to finally wake up. Last night, Severus didn't get much sleep, he got maybe about two to three hours as he had been suffering from serious insomnia since his childhood and was always plagued with endless nightmares about his father, the Marauders, Lily, his days as a Death Eater and the Dark Lord. All of them haunted him continuously to point when sleeping potions and dreamless potions no longer had any affect on him. During the night Vernon came out a couple of times to see if Severus and Hagrid were still there. Just one quick death glare from Severus and the big oaf quickly shut the door. Harry had just woken up and smiled when he saw Severus and Hagrid were still there and this was all actually real and was not a dream.
"Good morning," Harry said as he put his glasses on. Severus noticed that Harry's glasses were broken, so he pointed his wand at them and quickly muttered "Oculus Repairo," and fixed them. Harry took his glasses off and looked at them, shocked that they completely repaired, "Thanks." he replied as he put them back on.
"Morning to you as well," Severus replied as Hagrid began to wake up as well. Harry politely said good morning to him as well.
"Hope you two slept well? We have a big day ahead of us." Hagrid smiled as he put his big heavy coat back on then led Severus and Harry outside of the hut.
"How did you two get here?" Harry asked looking around the small island they were on, seeing nothing but the boat uncle Vernon used.
"We flew here on a flying death omen horse," Severus said in a serious tone.
"Is... Is, he serious?" Harry asked as his eyes widened.
"They're just misunderstood creatures Severus," Hagrid told Severus as he turned to Harry. "Many people believe them to be death omens but I say they are just misunderstood creatures." Hagrid ordered Harry and Severus to get into the boat and as he pushed it into the water before climbing in with them. "To London." Hagrid said as he tapped the side of the boat. The boat skipped against the sea and in fives minutes, they arrived in London. Once everyone had got out of the boat, Hagrid tapped the boat again and ordered the boat to go back to the hut to the rock.
While walking through the streets of London, bystanders looked over at Hagrid as he walked down the sidewalk. While they were walking, Harry was reading over his school supply list. "Are you sure we can find all this in London?"
"If you know where to go." Hagrid smiled and then led the two children to the Leaky Cauldron.
"Hagrid, can I get you something," greeted Tom the cheerful bartender, as he was wiping down the counter.
"Sorry, Tom, I'm on official Hogwarts business helping young Mr Potter with school shopping," Hagrid smiled.
"Dear sweet Merlin, its Harry Potter!" Tom said stunned. The whole pub went completely silent as everyone looked over at him. Severus let out a deep 'here we go' sigh. A few wizards and witches made their way over to Harry, saying hello and thanking him. After a few more people came over its was beginning to get on Severus's last nerves. He looked over at Harry expecting the young child to be enjoying every single second of hero worshiping, just like his bloody father would; but the look on Harry's face surprised Severus. The young child looked very uncomfortable and nervous with all this sudden attention, almost as if he hated it.
"Would you please get out of the way we have to go and get our school supplies." Severus glared at the crowd as he grabbed Harry's arm and moved him away from those bloody vultures. The relieved look on Harry's face was enough to show Severus that he was thankful for Severus rescuing him from all those people.
"He... hello Ha... Harry Po...Potter. It's an ho...honor to fin...finally me...meet you." A skinny man with a purple turban on his head greeted Harry as they were making their way over to the back door.
"Hello, there Professor," Hagrid greeted as he smiled and turned to Harry. "Harry, this man is Professor Quirinus Quirrell, your Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher." Severus hid his resentment at yet another poor and very unqualified person teaching the most important subject at the school.
"Hello." Harry greeted as he reached out his hand to Professor Quirrell. The Professor looked down at Harry's hand looking slightly frightened for a split second. Severus glared suspiciously at the man. Quirrell wasn't a germaphobe and the way he was acting just seemed so out of place. Severus knew that Quirrell had took a year off to study abroad, but he couldn't have changed this much in such a short time. Severus could tell something was off about him but couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was.
"It's a real im...important s...subject not that you ne...need it, Po...Potter," Quirrell smiled nervously. Severus observed the man in front of him and took everything in, and still couldn't believe that Dumbledore hired a man, who is scared of his own bloody shadow as the Dark Arts Professor.
"Well, good day Professor, we should be off, lots to buy!" Hagrid said cheerful, as he led Severus and Harry outside.
"Why does everyone know who I am?" Harry asked as Hagrid began tapping the secret code on the brick wall.
"I'm not sure if I am right person to tell you that," Hagrid said sadly as the walls began to open up to reveal a street full of shops as Harry watched in amazement."Welcome Harry, to Diagon Alley."