Chapter one: Stolen

An elderly man made his way down a street known as Privet Drive on the night of October 31. He stopped in front of a house and started to rummage through his pockets. After a few seconds he pulled an object out of his robes and lifted it up to the middle of his chest and pointed at the street lamps and a clicking sound could be heard. One by one the lights went out until it was so dark you could only see anything from the moon shining down from the sky.

Once he was done he put the object back in his pocket and looked around until his eyes landed on a cat sitting on a stone wall that was looking at him with a steely like in its eyes. As soon as he saw the cat he smiled and walked on over to her.

"Fancy meeting you here Professor McGonagall." The man said to the cat that was still staring at him. The cat glared at him as it walk towards him, shifting and changing until a stern looking woman continued the walk.

" Headmaster, What are you thinking?"

-Nearby-

As the two professors were talking a figure walked past them, keeping to the shadows, watching the two figures converse. The figure wore a black robe hiding everything about them to the point that they looked like they weren't even there. The only thing capable of being seen of this character was a few strands of brownish dark hair and their mouth.

As the inturder moved closer to hear, they found that they were talking about a family called the Potters and some people called the Dursleys who were said to be very foul 'muggles'. After a little while there was a sound and the figure had to move away a little to not be see as the roar of a motorcycle could be heard. As the vehicle came into view not on the road but over the houses the person was stumped and awed by what they were seeing. First she saw a cat turn into a lady and now a fly bike there was only one thing that jumped to this persons mind 'Magic'. Magic? But how is this possible magic isn't supposed to be real except in fairy tales.

'But, if vampires are real then I guess what else is out there? This dissevers to be looked into and fast.'

As the vehicle touched down the giant of a man for that is what he was as he stood well over 9 feet tall got off the vehicle and lifted a small parcel out of the side car and carried it over to the two waiting people and handed it off the older man one of the three. The person can hear the giant cry as the old man with the really long beard places both the parcel and an envelope on the doorstep and start to leave same as everyone else. The giant still crying got on his bike and flew off while the lady turned back into a cat and sauntered off while the old man walked to the end of the street and pulled the object back out and clicked it once and the lights came back on. Not even a second after that the man disappeared as if nobody was ever there on the street or in his place he was just standing at.

As soon as the coast was clear the shadow figure walked on over the small object and peered on down into it and smiled a very toothy smile that showed a pair of fangs and a partial sign of pure humor. For the object was a very small and very pretty female baby with black hair and a lightning bolt scar on her head. The figure leaned down and moved the child hair to see the scar more and noticed something as soon as she brushed her right ear and stared.

The ear had a slight point and was slightly longer then a regular person's. This just made the vampire smile more as they stared at the babe. After a while they picked up the letter and tore it open to start reading it. The letter gave the child's name which was Harriet Lily Potter and was born July 31st 1989 and was only a year old also explaining what happened to her parents and why the child had to stay to be protected from evil people and creatures. At that part the figure laughed a soft and melodious laugh at seeing the 'wards' as they called them didn't work on her. It also explained that the child will attend the school Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry at age 11 and they are not to stop her from going.

The figure perked an eyebrow at the final part of the letters minus the signature of one of Albus Dumbledore.

"Now that is interesting. I was right to assume that was magic." The figure whispered to itself and then looked at the child and smiled before saying. "Well Harriett or Harry you are coming with me." She bent down and picked the baby up and then made a small little cut on the child's collar and tasted her blood and smiled yet again at the wonderful taste of the child's blood.

The blood tasted sweet and strong, very strong of power the child had and the figure was happy. "You are mine now and I will never let you go my little pet witch." The figure quickly spun around and walked off holding poor little Harry in its arms as a gust of wind picked up to reveal the strangers face. The person had ocean blue eyes so blue it seemed you could get lost in them and indeed many a man did for the figure was a woman and a very beautiful one at that.

She kept on walking and smiling as she said looking at the baby. "You and me are going to be thick as blood my slave and by the time you reach 11 you will do whatever I say." At that she started laughing softly so as not to wake the babe and be discovered. She continued to laugh as she disappeared into the shadows of the walls next to Number 3 Privet Drive to never be seen nor heard of again on that street.