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It was late at night. A long man, dressed in rather funny clothes, with long white hair and a long white beard was walking in the now silent Privet Drive.

He had a pair of crescent glasses and a pair of beautiful blue eyes that seemed to see what the others couldn't.

If someone looked at him, they could tell he was dressed in a odd way. Well, what they didn't know was that the man was Albus Dumbledore, a Wizard.

He took a silver object from his pocket, and, as he used it, in less than a minute, the whole street became dark.

He then looked at a cat, who was eyeing him sternly, and smiled at it.
Dumbledore: It's a pleasure seeing you here, Professor McGonagall.
He said.

In the blink of an eye, the cat turned into a green dressed witch, and behind her glasses, she had the same stern eyes as the cat.

They started walking, McGonagall seemed to be troubled by something.
McGonagall: Is what they say true, Albus?
She asks.

Dumbledore looked at her sadly.
Dumbledore: I am sorry, but this is indeed the truth. Lily and James Potter have died tonight.
He said sadly.

McGonagall: But their kids? What about them, Albus?
She asks in a worried tone. Dumbledore smiled at her.

Dumbledore: I asked Hagrid to retrieve them.
He said. But McGonagall didn't seem to appreciate it that much. She looked at Dumbledore sternly.

McGonagall: Hagrid? Of all people? Do you think it's wise to give Hagrid such an important task?

Dumbledore chuckled.
Dumbledore: Oh, Professor... I would entrust even my life to Hagrid.
He said.

Then, they suddenly heard a very loud noise, and what appeared to be a flying motorcycle landed in front of them.

On it stood a man five times taller than a normal human and large as 5 barrels. He had small black eyes similar to beetles, long hair and a very long beard.

He was holding two little babies in his arms, two boys. One of them had a pair of green eyes, just like his mother's. The other one had a pair of blue eyes, just like his father's.

They both had black hair and a lightning-like scar on their forehead. They were twins, and they were both asleep.

The giant adjusted his visor.
Hagrid: Sorry for makin' yeh wait, professor, sir.
He said, as he carefully gave the babies to Dumbledore.

McGonagall: What will we do with them? Where will they live?
She asks.

Dumbledore: With their only relatives.
He said, pointing to the Dursleys' house.

McGonagall: What? You can't do this, Albus! These are the worst muggles I've ever seen! You can't leave the twins with them! They're important, more than they imagine!
She said.

Dumbledore: That's why it's better If they stay away from this... Until they will be ready, that is.
He said, as he cautiously put the two boys in front of the door.

He then put a letter beside them.
Dumbledore: Good Luck, Y/N... Harry...
He said. Suddenly, a boy woke up, startled.
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