Harriet P::: Dress Shop

Here's the thing, as I finish up my stories and comics for a little bit, I will be making video's in art form of the stories to try and get more readers. This is one of them for the vid. I have other vids to do, yes I know this, but they are on hold until everything is credited properly.

That's right, I am back to drawingf Draco unispired by movie.... as much as I can. I used to have one strictly book, that has since benn comprimised, by Tom Felton..

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“I say... look at that man?” the boy had turned to look through the window, Harriet followed his view and saw a beaming Hagrid with two large ice creams.

“That's Hagrid!” said Harriet proudly, glad to know something that the boy didn't, “HE works at Hogwarts.”

“Oh... I've heard of him,” the boy squinted at him, “Sort of a servant?”

“He's the Keeper,” Harriet felt a little angry at the boys dismissal.

“Exactly. I heard he lives in a hut, and once in a while he plays with magic when he's drunk and sets fire to his bed,” smirked the boy.

“I think he's brilliant,” Harriet felt very annoyed as she jerked her head to look back at the mirror and away from the boy, she saw his eyebrows knit as she did this.

“Do you?” his voice was cocky and held a sneer in it,”Why, is he with you? Where are your parents?”

“Their dead.” said Harriet quietly.

“We're they our kind?” asked the boy.

“They we're a witch and wizard if that's what your wondering,” she said coldly.

“Then I'm sorry,” he didn't sound it at all, “I don't really think they should let the other sort in, do you? Their just not the same, they don't know anything about our world. They don't know our ways, some have never even heard of Hogwarts. Can you imagine? I think only old wizarding families should be allowed. What's your surname, anyways?”