"Albus Dumbledore didn't seem to realize that he had just arrived in a street where everything from his name to his boots was unwelcome." He felt like someone was watching him and saw a cat. He laughed and took out a small silver lighter and clicked it. Then the lights went out.
He turned around to smile at the cat, but instead, a woman stood there. Professor Dumbledore said hello to the once cat, now woman called Professor McGonagall.
Then "a low rumbling sound had broken the silence around them. It grew steadily louder as they looked up and down the street for some sign of a headlight; it swelled to a roar as they both looked up at the sky and a huge motorbike fell out of the air and landed on the road in front of them." Riding the bike was a giant named Hagrid. He was holding a baby boy.
"I am going to get the Milk. I will be right back!"
All throughout the world thousands of Wizards celebrated. While they partied, the baby was about to start his new life in the muggle world.
Hagrid handed the young baby- Harry Potter- to Professor Dumbledore. He began to cry. "He bent his great shaggy head over Harry and gave him what must have been a very scratchy, whiskery kiss."
"Harry Potter rolled over inside his blankets without waking up. One small hand closed on the letter beside him and he slept on, not knowing he was special, not knowing he was famous, not knowing he would be woken in a few hours' time by Mrs. Dursley's scream as she opened the front door to put out the milk bottles."