Albus: Ah, Professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life.

 

Hagrid: Professor Dumbledore, Sir. Professor McGonagall.

 

Dumbledore: No problems, I trust, Hagrid?

 

Hagrid: No, sir. Little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. Heh. Try not to wake him. There you go.

 

McGonagall: Albus, do you really think its safe, leaving him with these people? I've been watching them all day. They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are

 

Dumbledore: The only family he has.

 

McGonagall: This boy will be famous. There wont be a child in our world who doesn't know his name.

 

Dumbledore: Exactly. He's better off growing up away from all that. Until he is ready.

 

Hi Roo

 

Hello :) again

Dumbledore: There, there, Hagrid. It's not really good-bye, after all.

 

Dumbledore: Good luck...Harry Potter.

 

I suspect I'll be going to bed rather soon

Moi too

I tired but not sleepy...

*dresses teh llama clones as sheepies*

bed time, goodnight Ayla :)

Night night Roo :)

Petunia: Up. Get up. {Knocks} {sighs} Now! {Smacks door of closet which is the boys bedroom}

 

Dudley: Wake up, cousin! We're going to the zoo!

 

Petunia: Oh, here he comes, the birthday boy!

 

Vernon: Happy birthday, son.

 

Petunia: Why don't you just cook the breakfast, and try not to burn anything.

 

Harry: Yes, Aunt Petunia.

 

Petunia: I want everything to be perfect for my Dudley's special day.

 

Vernon: Hurry up! Bring my coffee, boy!