Toby stood in the entrance of his new home. He entered his new home with trepidation and a suitcase in his hand. The rest of his things were being shipped overseas as quickly as possible. For financial purposes he could only bring a suitcase and a carry-on on the plane.

"Hello?" He called tentatively. "Anybody here?"

"Just a minute!" A voice shouted from somewhere in the house. A moment later a young woman hurried in. "Toby!' She cried happily. "Are you okay? How was the flight?"

"I'm fine." He said a bit uncomfortably. "It was boring, but I'm here."

"I'm glad you're here safe and sound." She answered. "C'mon, I'll show you around." Toby was shown his new bedroom along with the rest of the house.

"I'm sorry." She said rather abruptly. "I'm sorry I wasn't at the funerals."

Toby stared at her in expectation. When she didn't elaborate, he filled the silence. "Why weren't you there?" He asked rather loudly. "You should've been there!"

"Toby I didn't know." His older sister said tiredly. "I didn't realize they had died until I got a phone call from the lawyer sending you over."

Toby was silent about this. "Nobody told you?" He asked quietly.

Sarah shook her head. "No, I'm afraid not." She answered. "C'mon, I'll fix you something to eat."

Later that afternoon Sarah showed Toby around their subdivision. "There's the Dursley's." She indicated her neighbor's house with a neatly kept lawn and a BMW. "Not a very nice family. Their nephew is friendly though." Sarah did not tell him that she suspected that the family was abusing said nephew. Not as bad as they used to, but still.

"Is he my age?" Toby asked eagerly.

"Yes." Sarah answered; she did not mention several interesting things that had happened around that house in particular. Flying cars were a bit unbelievable, especially to a borderline teen. "He's a few years older than you, but I think you two'd be friends if you could find him."

They continued walking and Sarah pointed out several more important sites. "Here's the park." She remarked as they entered. The wind was blowing dead leaves across an almost empty playground. A teenager was seated on the swing watching a group of boys in the distance.

"Hello Harry." Sarah remarked as the two approached.

Harry was on his feet in an instant with a stick pointed at them. "Oh, it's you." He hastily stowed the stick out of sight.

Sarah did not question the presence of a stick. She'd long since figured out that he wasn't exactly normal. Harry spotted Toby standing beside her.

"And you are?" He asked as he sat in the swing again.

"Toby." The boy said with a tentative smile. "What was that?"

"Nothing." Harry assured them. He looked and sounded guilty. Whether it was because he was lying to them or because he'd shown them the stick was beyond Sarah.

"You're lying." Toby said immediately. "You shouldn't lie. It's not nice."

Harry shook his head with an exasperated look. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Try me." The younger boy challenged.

Harry shook his head again as he swung back and forth. "I can't." He replied. "I was sworn to secrecy."

"Uh huh, whatever you say." It was clear that Toby didn't believe a word that was said.

"He moved here from the states." Sarah remarked. "He's my brother."

Harry raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything about that. He stood abruptly. "Nice to meet you, I'll probably see you around. I've got to go." He gave a meaningful look at the boys that had separated.

Sarah nodded in understanding. "C'mon Toby. Do you want to go home, or would you rather do a bit more sight-seeing?"

Toby shrugged, "I think I would prefer to go home now. That plane ride was tiring."

The two started home, following a safe distance from Harry as he caught up with another boy.

"Look's like a beached whale." Toby muttered as he watched the boy waddling to keep up with Harry. Sarah held back a laugh, but privately agreed with him.

As the two walked Sarah noticed that it had gotten cold very fast. "Brr," She murmured while rubbing her arms. "How'd it get so bloody cold all of a sudden?"

Toby shrugged in reply. He was the first to spot the apparition gliding towards the two up ahead. "Sarah?" He said in a quivering voice. "What's that?" With a shaking hand he pointed at whatever it is.

Sarah stared wide-eyed at whatever it was. It appeared to be making a bee-line towards the two and it was affecting the fat one more than Harry.

The two hurried to catch up when Harry pulled the stick out again. After a bit something silvery erupted from the tip. Toby stopped and stared. "I knew it!" He muttered.

"Knew what?" Sarah asked as she too paused to watch whatever it was scare the thing away.

"That he was magical." Toby answered. "I can sense magical people. You're magical, just untrained."

Sarah raised an eyebrow. "Why do you say that?" She asked. Inside she was suddenly just a tad nervous. Could he actually remember that? He'd only been a year old at the time.

"You just are. Anyway, he's pretty powerful his just isn't like ours. It's too complicated to explain now." Toby answered promptly as they caught up with the two of them.

Harry seemed surprised to see them. "Hello." He said carefully as he dragged Dudley to his feet.

"Cold isn't it." Toby said conversationally as Sarah moved to help with Dudley.

At that moment, a wizened old lady that Sarah recognized as Mrs. Figg showed up. "What're you doing here?" She asked Sarah as she stooped to get a hold on Dudley.

"We were heading home same as these two." Sarah answered. "Haven't you ever heard of a Stairmaster?" She grunted as she helped hoist Dudley up.

Harry snorted. "That'd be the day." He muttered. The five of them started off again in the direction of Number Four Private Drive.

Sarah dropped the two off at their house before heading to her own. As soon as they were inside, she went into the kitchen to fix a cup of hot chocolate for the two of them.

For weeks they neither saw nor heard anything of Harry. This slightly worried Sarah as she had not seen any indication that he'd left.

One evening, she watched out her window as the Dursley's piled into their BMW and left. She decided this would be the perfect time to check and make sure that they hadn't chained Harry to a hidden underground dungeon or something. Silently she crept through the back door of their immaculate home. What she had not counted on was Toby being of the same mind.

They bumped into each other in the hall. Then a crash resounded from the kitchen. They stare at each other and silently turned around to creep back to the kitchen.

"What are you doing here?" A quiet voice demanded in a whisper behind them.

"Checking on you." They said in unison.

"We were worried about you." Sarah answered.

"Haven't seen you in ages." Toby said at exactly the same time.

Harry stared at them in confusion, trying to figure out what they'd just said. Finally he gave up. He shrugged out went into the kitchen. Sarah and Toby followed him.

Harry was the first to the door, wand leading the way.

"Lower your wand before you put an eye out with it." A stern voice ordered.

Harry recognized the voice of course, how could he not? But the last time he'd been with him, it'd been an imposter who'd tried to kill him.

"'S all right Harry. We're getting you out of here." Harry definitely recognized that voice.

"Professor Lupin?" He asked as he lowered his wand slightly. "Is that you?"

"It's dark in here." A feminine voice complained. "Lumos." The kitchen was immediately bathed in a soft blue light. "Wotcher, Harry." She said smiling broadly.

Chatter erupted as everyone got a good look at him. Many of the people present he did not recognize.

"Looks like James." A bald man remarked from near the back. "You were right Lupin."

"We'd better make sure it's the real Harry. Right idiots we'd look if we brought back the wrong one." Mad-Eye Moody remarked.

"What's your Patronus, Harry?" Remus asked.

"A stag." Harry answered calmly.

"That's him." Remus said with a nod.

Sarah and Toby had completely missed the entire exchange. They had no idea that Harry was about to be whisked off elsewhere. Hesitantly they entered.

Immediately several wands were pointed at the two of them. "Who're you?" Mad-Eye growled.

"They're my neighbors." Harry answered quickly. "They were worried about me."

"How do you know they're not death eaters?" Remus asked.

"They're muggles." Harry reiterated. "They aren't a threat. I've known Sarah most of my life."

They seemed to accept this for the most part. "C'mon Harry. We've got to go. Remus, escort these two back to their house."

Sarah and Toby did as they were ordered and went next door to their home.

"Where do you think they're taking Harry?" Toby asked as he settled in front of the television.

Sarah shrugged. "Hopefully away from the Dursley's." She answered as they watched tv.

So, what do you think? This is slightly different from what I usually write. It is not intended to be a parody. Constructive Criticism is welcome as always.