Threes The Charm
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Seven was a powerful magical number but after all, three's the charm. Everything was still in slow motion for Harry but as his heart continued to pound with hopeless longing, the sun steadily got brighter and brighter until the whole room disappeared in a flash of light.
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And with it, time changed completely. Harry sat up with a start, staring in shock at the old shack door as it shook ominously. After all, that had been almost eight years ago, he knew fine who he was. But his body was not as it should be, it was small and extremely skinny, clad in raggedy cast offs.
Where was the muscular but heavily scarred body he had grown accustomed to? He glanced over at the sofa where his cousin sat, a lot shorter from when he'd last seen him but also a lot fatter.
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Gone was the boxer's brawn that Dudley had actually managed to build up, he was as obese and unhealthy as he had been in his youth. Harry couldn't move, his brain could not fully comprehend what was going on. Mere moments before, he'd been standing watching as Voldemort fell dead on the floor and yet now It was like his seven years at Hogwarts had never happened and yet he could remember everything vividly.
For instance, in a moment Uncle Vernon would come charging in with a rifle followed by Aunt Petunia As another deafening knock was heard, Uncle Vernon suddenly came charging into the living room of the shack, followed closely by Aunt Petunia.
Harry shook his head, this was so damned familiar and he knew exactly what was going to happen next, a pause and then Hagrid would knock the door down. His relatives would scream and the half giant would ask for a cup of tea. And that of course, had only been the beginning of Harry's weirdest but most exciting birthday. The entire shack shook with the force of the blow and the door caved in, slamming to the floor with a painful bang. Harry winced at the noise, but it wasn't as bad as last time.
Since he knew what to expect, his heart wasn't racing as fast as it should have been. In fact, a hopeful feeling was started to well up inside him, he was about to see Hagrid. Sure enough, the entire doorframe was suddenly filled by a very large mass, completely blocking out the raging storm outside. A moment later and to Harry's intense relief, the gamekeeper of Hogwart's stepped in, dressed in his familiar shaggy overcoat with his jet black, wild beard all over the place. The Dursleys were screaming but Harry paid them no mind, he was too busy grinning as Hagrid casually said.
Pausing only to lift the door up with one hand and put it back in place, Hagrid stomped over to the sofa where Dudley was staring aghast.
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Harry had to struggle to hold back laughter as Hagrid went. Dudley yelped as though he'd been stung by an invisible bee and bounced over to his parents. Well, Harry had no other way to describe just how Dudley's jelly like mass managed to move so fast. Harry looked back at Hagrid and saw that he was smiling gently, obviously very pleased to see him.
For his part, Harry was very pleased to see Hagrid and decided to focus on the moment rather than the consuming confusion he felt. He'd deal with that later, once he had a moment to himself to think things through. Briefly, Ron and Hermione faces flared up inside him but he also pushed them aside. He was in an eleven year old's body without a wand, there was currently nothing he could do to find them.
At least at the present, he would work out what to do later. It was as though something was dampening down his worry for them, allowing him to deal with the current situation. Pretty weird but he was definitely going with it. Name's Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of keys and grounds of Hogwarts and a friend of yer parents. Harry glanced at the Dursleys who were huddled in a corner, particularly Aunt Petunia.
She flinched slightly at the grief stricken accusation his look gave her. If Hagrid had a lot less hair, then his face would probably be a bright red colour of fury right about now. As it was, it was up to his flashing eyes to betray the emotion he was currently experiencing. However Harry wasn't scared as he knew perfectly well it wasn't directed at him and he also wasn't worried.
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Hagrid would never actually harm the Dursleys, he would only give them a good scare. After all they'd done to him, they thoroughly deserved it. Besides, it would probably do Dudley some good, show him that it wasn't nice to intimidated by someone a lot bigger and stronger than you. It's a scandal, an outrage? He tried aiming the rifle at Hagrid but the half giant simply grabbed it and tied a knot in it.
It was like the rifle was nothing more than a child's straw, before tossing the knotted rifle into a corner of the shack, where it could do no harm. Uncle Vernon's eyes were popping, Aunt Petunia was as white as a sheet and Dudley was making whimpering noises.
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Mentally, Harry smiled at this but managed to keep a straight face. Shaking his head slightly, he said. There was silence as Harry took this in, remembering fondly the first time Hagrid had told him. He also remembered what he needed to say, for now he definitely had to pretend to be his eleven year old self. He wasn't entirely sure why this was but his guy feeling told him this was the right course of action to take.
You'll be going to Hogwart's school of Witchcraft and Wizardry with other kids just like you. His name has been down for Hogwart's since the moment he was born and there's not a force on earth which can stop him from doing. And definitely not mumbling Muggles like you. Harry couldn't help but agree with that. He knew there was a question he had to ask and it was better to get it over with quickly.
The next ten minutes involved Hagrid explaining gently but thoroughly what had happened. Harry knew so much about it already, through Voldemort, he'd even witnessed it. Hagrid had to blow his nose several times, saying how devastated he'd been when the two Potters had died. Harry glanced at the Dursleys a couple of times and saw how wide Dudley's eyes were, he was shocked at how his aunt and uncle had died. And I believe him, he's too dark a creature to be killed like that. He's the greatest headmaster that Hogwards has ever seen, he's the only one You-Know-Who was ever afraid of.
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He hadn't travelled all over the county to escape the letters just for this giant of a man to take the boy away. There was a bright flash and Dudley and Uncle Vernon squealed with pain and shock as a pig's tail appeared on their rears. Aunt Petunia shrieked and all three Dursleys charged through to the next room, slamming the door shut behind him.
Harry blinked; Uncle Vernon hadn't gotten a tail last time. It seemed that even a small change in the way he acted could change other things.
He felt a tiny pang of sympathy for Dudley but knew it hadn't caused lasting damage. He wasn't even sure if it had taught Dudley anything except a fear of adult wizards. Well, he'd think about it later, there was more pressing thing to be doing now.
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Was allowed while I was delivering yer letters, but He decided not to ask why Hagrid couldn't, he save that for another time. And you can finally get to read your letter. He directed Harry to have a seat while he got started with things and Harry gladly did so. Harry watched as Hagrid lit a fire and started pulling things from the many pockets of his coat, including sausages; a kettle, mugs, toasting forks and a box he suspected contained his birthday cake.
He grinned, Hagrid had given him his first ever birthday cake Harry wasn't sure if Hagrid had actually baked the cake himself but from what he remembered, Hagrid might at least have helped ice it. While Hagrid started cooking the sausages, Harry carefully opened his letter and read it, even though he knew what it said. But seeing those familiar words with the familiar signature at the bottom gave him a lot of comfort. He would ensure this letter was put somewhere safe so that he could always treasure it.
The first one had become lost in the seven years he attended Hogwarts, he wasn't going to lose this one.
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Questions that can be answered using commonly-available references are off-topic. You will also find third time's the charm and third time's a charm versions of the same. I've never heard three time's a charm and I believe the inability to find any significant evidence of its usage is indicative. According to The Phrase Finder:.
Questions Tags Users Badges Unanswered. Darkheart 18 1 1 5. I believe that the proverbial usage is actually "Third time's the charm.
So is "three time's a charm" considered incorrect? If anyone could defy fate, it was him along with his two loyal friends who had been with him from the start. The entire shack shook with the force of the blow and the door caved in, slamming to the floor with a painful bang. Where was the muscular but heavily scarred body he had grown accustomed to? Hagrid would never actually harm the Dursleys, he would only give them a good scare. According to The Phrase Finder:
Jim The apostrophe is probably meant as a contraction of "three time is a charm", which just serves to highlight the wrongness of it. MaxWilliams - Yes, my point exactly. The correct expression is: