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Nymphadora,

If you are reading this, then I am dead. Don't be sad, don't grieve, my death shall serve a purpose that my living self could not. You, of all people, know that everything happens for a reason.

I wish that it didn't have to be this way, I had thought of everything. This is the only way that keeps you safe and alive.

I have left most of my estate to you but have left some money to friends. There will be a will reading in Gringotts. There is something I have to ask of you. In The Cave there is a box. No one can find it. No one can get to what is inside it. If someone finds it my death will have been for nothing.

I want you to retrieve the box. Once you do, you will know what to do.

I need you to trust in what is already gone. One day, we will meet again, I promise.

I love you, so, so much,

Harry.

Eight Years Earlier.

Harry Potter hated the Dursleys. And they hated him. He had never done anything to them. The Dursleys hate his very existence. Harry had a lot of reasons to hate them. He hated the beatings, the constant insults, the neglect and the lack of food given to him. He knew that the only reason that he was allowed to stay was because the Dursleys hated chores.

"Boy! Get your freakish ass down these stairs right now!" shouted his Uncle Vernon. Vernon was a huge man. Harry only did what he said because he didn't want a massive, meaty fist connecting with his face.

When Harry got to the kitchen, Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley were all sitting around the kitchen table, finishing the breakfast that Harry had made them. Vernon was holding a list. Presumably, Harry's chores for the day.

"We, Petunia, Dudley and I that is, will be going out for the day. You, will be staying here. You will finish the chores and then you may have a small meal of the meat in the fridge and some bread. When you are done you will stay in your room for the rest of the day." said Vernon.

"Yes sir," replied Harry.

"Good, now get to work."

As Harry was finishing his chores he heard a knock on the door. When he opened the door, there was a very old man with a long, white beard, standing on the doorstep.

"Harry m'boy! How good to see you! It's been ten years now. You must not even remember me. You were only a baby!" Said the strange, old man.

"Excuse me, sir. But, who exactly are you?" Asked Harry. He had always been very careful around strangers. Especially ones that wore clothes from medieval times and looked a lot like a hobo.

"Forgive me Harry, I am Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

"Goodness boy! Haven't those muggles told you anything? You're a wizard Harry. So were your Mother and Father." Said Dumbledore.

"Muggles?" asked Harry. To him, this Dumbledore person seemed a bit loopy but he just believed him and everything he had said. Dumbledore just seemed, trustable.

"May as well sit down, Harry. It'll take a while to explain."

2 Hours Later

"So let me get this straight, my parents, were not killed in a car crash but by the most feared wizard in the world, Voldemort. Voldemort tried to kill me but failed, making me the only one to survive the killing curse. Now, I am the most famous person in the wizarding world." Stated Harry. It was all very strange to him. How could he be rich and famous? He was just Harry after all.

"Exactly Harry. Now I would like to see how these muggles have been treating you. May I see your room?" Asked Dumbledore. Harry showed Dumbledore to his 'room', which was actually the cupboard under the stairs.

"Harry! Pack your things, you will stay at a wizarding family's home for the duration of your schooling! The nerve of these muggles! If only I had of known Harry, if only," Dumbledore ranted on for another few minutes while Harry packed his meagre amount of possessions.

"Hold onto my right hand very, very tightly now Harry, This won't be pleasant." With that the two apparated away from Privet Drive.

In the blink of an eye, Harry and Dumbledore were in a big field, staring at a large stone building. Harry, meanwhile, was on his knees attempting not to puke.

"Excuse me sir, but, what the hell was that?" Harry asked through gritted teeth.

"That Harry, was apparition, one of the most common forms of magical transportation. You'll get used to it." Dumbledore laughed at Harry's distress and began walking towards the house in front of them.

"I don't think I want to, sir."

"No one likes it the first time Harry." Dumbledore said as he knocked on the big, wooden door. After a minute, a tall red-headed woman answered the door.

"Headmaster! How are you today? Who's this you have with...? By Merlin! Is that... Is that Harry Potter? Amelia Bones, pleasure to meet you." Said the woman with an awed but enthusiastic look on her face.

"Pleasure to meet you too, ." Harry said with a bow, not forgetting the manners the Dursleys had beaten into him for so long.

"Please Harry, just Amelia will do. And no bowing."Said Amelia. "Not to be rude Headmaster but might I ask why you are here?"

"Of course Amelia, I had gone to deliver Harry's Hogwarts letter when I saw how badly he was being treated at his relatives. I was wondering if he could stay with you? Who better than the Head of the DMLE herself!" Said Dumbledore.

"Of course Headmaster. I'm sure Harry and Susan will get along just fine."

"Good! If you are taking care of him I will have to give you his vault key, so that you can get his money for school supplies and such." Said Dumbledore while rooting through pockets. Eventually he pulled out a key and handed it to Amelia.

"Thank you Headmaster. If that is all I think I'll show Harry to his room and introduce him to Susan."

"Of course Amelia. Good day, and thank you."

"Thank you, sir. For taking me away from the Dursley's. And thank you Amelia, for letting me stay here." Said Harry, still in shock from all that was happening and the apparition.

"There is no need to thank me Harry." And with that, the Headmaster vanished with a barely audible pop.

"Now Harry, let me show you where you will be staying."

A/N: Not sure if anyone will like this so if you want it to continue let me know. As I said in the summary it wont be Harry and Susan. It is a bit short but its my first story on this so... Bye XD