Delilah Jackson is the daughter of Seraphina Jackson and the neighbor of Dean Thomas. After meeting the famous Harry Potter and his friend Ron Weasley, and previously meeting her new best friend, Hermione Granger, Delilah feels like her first years at Hogwarts are going to run smoothly. Or will they? sᴏʀᴄᴇʀᴇʀ's sᴛᴏɴᴇ- ᴄʜᴀᴍʙᴇʀ ᴏꜰ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛs sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ 3/17/21

Inspired by: Harry Potter

Chapter 7

Tea Spilt at Hagrid's

At five to three the three kids left the castle and made their way across the grounds. Hagrid lived in a small wooden hut on the edge of the forbidden forest. A crossbow and a pair of galoshes were outside the front door.

When Harry knocked they heard a frantic scrabbling from inside and several booming barks. Then Hagrid’s voice rang out, saying, “Back, Fang– back.”

Hagrid’s big, hairy face appeared in the crack as he pulled the door open.

“Hang on,” he said. “Back, Fang.”

He let them in, struggling to keep a hold on the collar of an enormous black boarhound.

There was only one room inside. Hams and pheasants were hanging from the ceiling, a copper kettle was boiling on the open fire, and in the corner stood a massive bed with a patchwork quilt over it.

“Make yerselves at home,” said Hagrid, letting go of Fang, who bounded straight at Ron and started licking his ears. Like Hagrid, Fang was clearly not as fierce as he looked.

“This is Ron Weasley and Delilah Jackson.” Harry told Hagrid, who was pouring boiling water into a large teapot and putting rock cakes onto a plate.

“Another Weasley, eh?” said Hagrid, glancing at Ron’s ginger hair. I spent half me life chasin’ yer twin brothers away from the forest.”

The rock cakes were shapeless lumps with raisins that almost broke their teeth, but Harry, Delilah, and Ron pretended to be enjoying them as they told Hagrid all about their first lessons.

Fang rested his head on Harry’s knee and drooled all over his robes as Delilah pet his head.

All three of the kids were delighted to hear Hagrid call Fitch ‘that old git.’

“An’ as fer that cat, Mrs. Norris, I’d like ter introduce her to Fang sometime. D’yeh know, every time I go up ter the school, she follows me everywhere? Can’t get rid of her– Fitch puts her up to it.”

Harry told Hagrid about Snape’s lesson. Hagrid, like Ron, told Harry not to worry about it, that Snape liked hardly any of the students. “But he seemed to really hate me.”

“Rubbish!” said Hagrid. “Why should he?” Yet, Delilah saw that Hagrid wouldn’t quite meet Harry’s eyes.

“How’s yer brother Charlie?” Hagrid asked Ron. “I liked him a lot– great with animals.” Delilah wondered if Hagrid had changed the subject on purpose.

While Ron told Hagrid all about Charlie’s work with dragons, Harry picked up a piece of paper that was lying on the table under the tea cozy. It was a cutting from the Daily Prophet. Delilah rested her head gently on Harry’s shoulder.


Investigations continue into the break-in at Gringotts on 31 July, widely believed to be the work of Dark wizards or witches unknown. Gringotts goblins today insisted that nothing had been taken. The vault that was searched had in fact been emptied the same day. “But we’re not telling you what was in there, so keep your noses out if you know what’s good for you,” said a Gringotts goblin this afternoon.

Delilah remembered someone on the train was saying that somebody had tried to rob Gringotts, but didn’t mention the date.

“Hagrid!” said Harry, “that Gringotts break-in happened on my birthday! It might’ve been happening while we were there!”

There was no doubt about it, Hagrid definitely didn’t meet Harry’s eyes this time. He grunted and offered him another rock cake. Delilah read the story again to herself. The vault that was searched had in fact been emptied earlier that same day. Harry mentioned that Hagrid had emptied vault seven hundred and thirteen, if you could call it emptying, taking out that grubby little package. Had that been what the thieves were looking for?

As Harry, Delilah, and Ron walked back to the castle for dinner, their pockets weighed down with rock cakes they’d been too polite to refuse, Delilah thought that none of the lessons she’d had so far had given her as much to think about as tea with Hagrid. Had Hagrid collected that package just in time? Where was it now? And did Hagrid know something about Snape that he didn’t want to tell Harry?

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  1. Kurama4444

    I love your story. When will you update? Are you going to stop doing the questions? I really like answering them.

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