[It is nighttime in Surrey, we see an owl on the street sign "PRIVET DRIVE" and the camera pans to the street with very identical looking brown bricked houses. The owl flies away and an elderly man with crimson robes and a long silvery white beard named Albus Dumbledore walks out of a forest near the street, past a tabby cat standing next to what looks like a shed. He takes out his deluminator and activates it. Dumbledore zaps all the light out of the lampposts. He puts away the device and a cat meows. Dumbledore looks down at the cat.]

"That's deffo Minnie." Alexia says leaning over her brother to her future sister-in-law, who nods in agreement. 

Dumbledore: I should have known that you would be here...Professor McGonagall.

[The cat silently looks at him, and the camera turns towards a wall. The cat's shadow turns into a woman with a tall hat and emerald robes. There are footsteps and Minerva McGonagall is revealed.]

McGonagall: Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumours true, Albus?

"What rumours?" Evan asks loudly, earing a smack from Rabastan Lestrange.

"Dickhead, if we knew we wouldn't be here." Regulus whispers to him.

Dumbledore: I'm afraid so, Professor. The good, and the bad.

McGonagall: And the boy?

Dumbledore: Hagrid is bringing him.

McGonagall: Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?

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

The Black cousins both raise their eyebrows at each other, something they both learnt from another duo, almost communicating with each other before letting out a snort. 

"I feel like we're missing something." Sirius says to his twin who just nods in agreement too focused on thinking if her secret will be told.

[There is a motor sound, and the two professors look up to see a flying motorcycle coming down from the air. It skids on the street and halts. A large man with shoulder length black hair and beard named Rubeus Hagrid takes off his goggles.]

"That's so cool!"

"Epic!"

"I want one!"

Some of the many words about the flying motorbike, both James and Alexia look at each other in shock, that was there great grandfathers motorbike, something they were going to give to Sirius as a gift.

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.

[Hagrid hands a baby wrapped in a bundle over to Dumbledore.]

"Awww." Most of the hall goes and the little baby.

"You know who would make fun of that child?" Mia said out of no where earning looks of confusion from everybody else present, "Celeste and Lucerys. They'd insult the shit out of him." The future generation let out sighs of agreement.

"Who's Celeste and Lucerys?" Charlotte asked politely, they only give her a look that says 'you'll find out later."  

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

Dumbledore: The only family he has.

That causes Astra, Rigel and Mia to let out scoffs, who does he think he is?

McGonagall: I'm sure Cassiopeia and Remus would take him in, would they not?

"Us?" Cassiopeia in confusion, luckily Mia answers her.

"Yeah you and Remus live together." Yet she only whispers in her ear.

"Why would we he's married to Lex, isn't he?" She says before her eye widen in realization, getting a nod in reply, "Damm."

"Wasn't the reaction I would expect." Theo says.

"I did." Blaise said, before turning back to the screen.

[McGonagall lets out a quiet scoff. They stop outside a house which is 4 Privet Drive.]

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

"Famous as a baby?" Evan Rosier asked, "Oh I wish."

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

"Well technically speaking if this boy is a wizard, and he's being sent to muggles, it isn't smart." Cassiopeia said.

"Why not? Because their muggles." A Gryffindor shouts.

"No." She replies simply, "It's because if he's already famous as a baby he'd need to be around other wizards and witches for protection against Voldemort and the death eaters, if of course, they are still around."

The name Voldemort brings pride to some and fear to others causing her to look around in disappointment, pathetic.

[Dumbledore places the baby on the ground slowly. Hagrid sniffles, he is sobbing a little. He clears his throat.]

Dumbledore: There, there, Hagrid. It's not really goodbye, after all.

[Hagrid nods. Dumbledore takes a letter and places it on the baby, who is now at the foot of the door.]

"You're going to leave a baby on a doorstep!? Merlin knows how cold it is!" Euphemia says in outrage.

"For somebody labelled as the greatest wizard you are thick." Alexia says, earning gasps from his fan club and snickers from the rest.

Dumbledore: Good luck... Harry Potter.

"YOU'RE LEAVING MY CHILD ON A FUCKING DOORSTEP,BᾸTARD!" Charlotte shouts in really hot French, in James' opinion. (bastard)

Dumbledore looks at her in a mixture of shock and fear, whilst James just looks at her in awe.

[The baby has a lightning-bolt shaped scar on his forehead. The camera slowly zooms towards the scar which glows brightly and it immediately flashes, transitioning to a stormy cloud sky. The film's title in metallic gold zooms out around the camera, and lightning flashes to brighten it up. Then, the lightning flashes engulf the screen, transitioning it to the present time.]

authors note:

I'm actually so exited to do this finally. (Ignore that ugly gap)