𝔖𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔶 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔱𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 | 𝐇𝐏 ʷᵗᵐ

𝟎𝟎𝟏; ᴅᴏᴏʀsᴛᴇᴘ ᴅᴇʟɪᴠᴇʀʏ

OCTOBER 31, 1981

It is night time in Surrey, we see an owl on the street sign "PRIVET DRIVE" and the camera pans to the street with very identical looking bro
wn bricked houses. The owl flies away and an elderly man with crimson robes and a long silvery-white beard named Albus Dumbledore walks out of a forest near the street,

"what are you doing there
Professor?"

"I don't know Mr. Black, It's in the future"

Past a tabby cat standing next to what looks like a shed.

"MINNIE!"

"Mr. Potter and Mr. Black, how much time do I have to repeat myself? It's professor McGonagall." She answered sternly.

"Sure Minnie!" Sirius and James chuckled.

He takes out his delimitator and activates it. Dumbledore zaps all the light out of the lampposts. He puts away the device and a cat meows. Dumbledore looks down at the cat.

The Marauders's eyes widened in happiness. "So cool!!"

The Prewett twins and the marauders says. "I want one!!"

"No!" Euphemia says firmly.

"But-" Sirius gave her, his famous puppies eyes. "I will think ..about it." Euphemia sighed and looked away.

"They have her wrapped around their fingers." Thought Fleamont, her husband.

Dumbledore looked at the cat. "I should have known that you would
be here...Professor McGonagall."

The cat silently looks at him, and the camera turns towards a wall. The cat's shadow turns into a woman with a tall hat. There are footsteps and Minerva McGonagall is revealed.

"Know it!" James shouted.

"Quiet down, you toe-rag!" Lily scolded him. "But Lily flower." He pouted.

"Quiet."

"Yes, ma'am."

McGonagall looked back at Dumbledore. "Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumors true, Albus?" She asked,
her voice breaking slightly.

"What rumors?" Sirius asked.

"Go ask her in the future." Remina says while flipping the page of her book.

"I will marry her on paper ring, seriously." Thought the Heir Black.

"Afraid so, Professor. The good and the bad."

"The girl?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"Hagrid is bringing her."

"Is it that wise to trust Hagrid with something important than this?" she asked, to which he only nodded, "Ah, I would trust Hagrid with my life."

Dumbledore smiled grandfatherly,
with Hagrid who tears up.

"How dramatic." Sirius groaned.