Disclaimer: I do not own either the BtVS or the Harry Potter series.

Warning: Some child neglect/abuse in this chapter.

Note: Harry and Andrew are the same age in this fic.

Prologue

Harry looked at his aunt who was busy making things ready for their guest; some sort of little boy from the States, she had already told him that he was not to make trouble for him as Uncle Vernon had pulled a lot of strings so that they would be portrayed as the generous, kind, normal family they were, which would make good things happen for Vernon.

Dudley teased Harry about how he and the new kid would be even crueller to him than before, because there would be no way the new kid would like a little freak like Harry, which scared Harry even more. He had nightmares about the new boy being worse than Dudley.

As Harry slept in his cupboard he grew worried, what if it was true? He wouldn't get a moment's rest like ever.

The day was growing closer and Harry was getting concerned. Dudley was getting more and more angry; always taunting and saying bad things about how would the boy from America would insult him and let his friends in the states know he was a weak little freak.

Harry hid in his cupboard under the stairs, he knew that today would be when the new boy would be coming, he sat in his little cupboard and prayed that this new boy wouldn't hurt him.

A few hours later he heard movement and the door opening, he peaked out his cupboard and saw a boy his and Dudley's age, he seemed carrying in a suit case. Harry's breath caught, the new boy didn't look too bad he assumed but he wouldn't trust him yet.

Petunia looked the new boy over and sniffed a bit, 'He looks kind of alright,' she thought, 'After all he came from a perfectly normal town called Sunnydale and none of that freakishness happens there,' and led him upstairs.

She turned around and said, "Now sweetie, I didn't get your name."

"Oh, umm, sorry," the boy said, "Umm, it's Andrew Wells."

"Very nice," she said, "As you know I'm Petunia Dursley, you'll meet my Vernon later on this evening and you know my Dudleykins; my beautiful baby boy."

"Yes Ma'am," Andrew said respectfully when he heard movement and looked to the stairs.

"Yes, that one," Petunia said, she slammed the door loudly and said, "Boy, come out here and introduce yourself to our guest."

As Andrew watched he saw the cupboard open up and a small pale boy come out wearing oversized clothes, bad glasses and raven black hair.

He smiled and said, "Hello, I'm Andrew."

"Boy," Petunia growled, "Introduce yourself, he gave you his name."

Andrew winced with pain almost feeling bad for the other boy, when he looked up at him and Andrew saw the greenest eyes he had ever seen and a strange lightning bolt scar on his forehead.

The boy said quietly, "Hello, I'm Harry Potter."

"Good, now Harry," Petunia said, "You have chores now: weeding the garden, go."

Harry nodded and walked off.

Dudley showed Andrew up to his room and said, "Oi Andrew, you best learn that Harry's not a good boy to be friends with and you're going to be here for a couple of months, at least that's what mum told me."

Andrew walked over to the window and saw the other little boy pulling out those really painful stinging nettle plants and it didn't look like he was wearing gloves. Andrew winced in pain, he did the same thing at home but he had gloves and Tucker helped him.

The next few days Andrew learned about the Dursley's and found himself not particularly liking them that much, they were proud of being normal but Andrew wondered vaguely, 'What did they consider normal?' Their son was huge, like big and there was a picture of him eating a huge doughnut and, from what he gathered, the other boy was basically a slave and forced to cook.

'Now why,' Andrew thought, 'Didn't the mom cook and clean?'

Andrew looked concerned, he wasn't a doctor or anything but he noticed that Harry's hands were really red, 'Were those stupid nettles still bothering him?'

Later that day Petunia informed him that they were going to see Vernon's sister, he could come but it might be best if he didn't just at the moment.

As they left Andrew stared in shock, 'They left chores for Harry? What the hell would've happened if I wasn't here, would Harry have been left alone?'

Andrew walked down and said, "Umm, hi Harry."

"Oh, hello," Harry whispered quietly as he hid his hands.

"Can I see them?" Andrew smiled softly, "It was those stingy ones from a couple days ago?"

Harry nodded, tears falling from his eyes. Andrew nodded, "You should wear gloves when you pick them, my mom has me do that too but Tucker and I both work in the garden, she taught me how to care for this type of thing."

Andrew led Harry to the sink and frowned at Harry's nervousness, Andrew ran his own hands under running water and then put Harry's hands under the water and said, "Wait here."

Harry felt odd, 'Dudley said that Andrew would hate me and call me freak, he hasn't called me a bad word yet.'

"Okay," Andrew said as he got back, he began to clean Harry's hands and smiled as Harry didn't look like he was in pain anymore.

"Now," Andrew said, "Let's see those chores. I can help you, alright?"

"Really?" Harry said softly, "You'll help me?"

Andrew nodded and smiled, "Come on Harry, let's get to work, then maybe we can play or something."

"With me?" Harry asked, "You wanna play with me?"

"Yeah," Andrew nodded, "Dudley's no fun really; all he wants to do is show me these really expensive toys he gets and while that's cool, it's not fun to watch him brag."

Harry smiled and Andrew gave him a smile of his own and they began to work together, Andrew helped Harry with the dishes from breakfast.

Andrew frowned, "Do you do all the cooking?"

"Yeah," Harry said, "Aunt Petunia says I owe them for them taking care of me."

Andrew's frown was deepening, 'Where were Harry's parents?' But he shook his head and said, "You go to school, right?"

"Oh, yes Andrew," Harry said quickly, "I don't have any friends there either."

"Well I'm going to be going to school there Harry," Andrew said quietly, "It's part of this program my parents signed me up since Tucker enjoyed it when he went; it's like an exchange program for elementary students. Sorry," Andrew smiled and said, "Harry, I'll be your friend."

"Really?" Harry smiled, "You'll be my friend?"

Andrew nodded and said, "I'll make lunch for us."

The days turned into weeks and Andrew began to feed Harry himself, he thanked god that his mom ensured that he and Tucker knew how to cook. Harry showed him his cupboard bedroom and Andrew frowned deeply, his new friend slept in the cupboard? That wasn't cool or funny.

He convinced Petunia to let him move Harry up with the excuse that Harry might get sick down in the cupboard and she'd be blamed, causing people to investigate.

That night Harry looked around almost warily and Andrew smiled, "Come on Harry, you can share my bed until you can get your own bed."

"Thank you," Harry whispered softly as he went to sleep next to Andrew.

"Night Harry," Andrew whispered.

That next morning Petunia came up and saw Harry snuggled next to Andrew, sleeping soundly and clinging to Andrew, who didn't look like he minded in the smallest bit.

When school started Andrew walked with Harry to school, Harry was pleased as could be that he had an actual friend and Dudley said to him that would never happen.

At the school Andrew had to introduce himself to the class which was embarrassing to have to do again, especially with the questions they asked about America, half of what he didn't even know about.

He sat next to Harry who smiled a bit, still not believing he had an actual friend.

During school Andrew sat next to Harry and shared Harry's book with him, Andrew noticed that Dudley was glaring at Harry so he moved closer.

At lunch Andrew shared his lunch with Harry and said, "Tucker, I told you about my brother, right?" Harry nodded; Andrew smiled and said, "Well he's been telling me about the food in the main high school, he swears that it's made out of bad children."

Harry paled, "Really? Is that true Andrew?"

Andrew shrugged and said, "It tastes like it at times he says."

After school Andrew was walking back to the Dursley home, when he looked back he saw Dudley glare at him and say, "Why you hanging out with Potty?"

"Umm," Andrew frowned, "That's the best you can do for insults?"

Harry almost broke down laughing.

Dudley's brow furrowed for a moment as he tried to think for a moment, his face turned bright red and he said, "You don't wanna hang out with Potty, he has no friends."

"Because," Andrew said calmly, "You scare them away. "Are you afraid they'll like him better?"

'Crap,' Andrew thought as Dudley's face turned bright red, 'He looks angry. Tucker told me that I need to watch what I say. Too late to take it back,' he gulped nervously and said, "You say that Harry has no friends but he has me."

Dudley glared and rushed over as fast as he could, Andrew closed his eyes in preparation for the hit when he heard Harry cry out in pain.

Andrew stared angrily at Dudley, he picked Harry up and said, "You alright Harry?"

Harry nodded and said, "Not the first time he's done that."

"Hmmph! He should've attacked me, I was the one getting him angry," Andrew frowned.

When they got back Andrew frowned, 'The Dursley's are gone, even Dudley.' They're apparently visiting one of the neighbours.

Andrew took Harry up to his room and said, "Well, we're on our own until tonight."

Harry smiled and Andrew looked in his suitcase and saw that he still had at least sixty bucks in the British money and said, "You wanna get a burger or two?"

"Yes," Harry said as Andrew and he walked back outside and went to a local restaurant, as they waited Harry looked at Andrew and said, "Thank you for the food."

Andrew nodded and said, "Harry, where are your parents anyways? I asked Petunia about it and, well, she didn't say much to me."

"Oh," Harry said, "Aunt Petunia told me that my mum died in a car crash and that's how I got my scar."

"Was your father there too?" Andrew asked curious.

"Yes, Aunt Petunia said he was an unemployed drunk," Harry muttered as the waitress brought them their food.

"Oh?" Andrew thought as he began to eat his burger, 'My mom would know what to do. But right now I can be Harry's friend.'

After dinner Andrew went to go to the bathroom and Harry saw the waitress come over, she looked at him and said, "Hello sweetie, how are you?"

"Umm, hello," Harry said, "I think my friend paid."

She smiled, "He did indeed, I just wanted to see if you needed anything else?"

Harry smiled and said, "Not really but thank you."

"Oh my, what a polite child," she smiled, "I'm Hallie."

"I'm Harry," he answered.

"Is that other boy your friend?" Hallie asked.

"Yeah, Andrew's my best friend," Harry said smiling, "But he'll leave, I know he's from the States."

"Oh, that's too bad," Hallie said sympathetically, "Too bad he can't stay."

"Yeah," Harry said, "I wish he could stay, it'd be so fun. He'd have so much fun."

Halfrek smiled darkly and quietly whispered, "Done Harry,' she smiled and walked off, "Have a good night Harry."

"Okay," Harry smiled.

Andrew walked out and saw Harry sitting down and looking around and said, "We better get going."

The next day Andrew got back from school and Petunia looked at him almost regretfully and said, "Andrew, there is some bad news: apparently your family disappeared," she sniffed, "And we, being generous, will be taking you in permanently."

Harry heard and rushed over and said, "You're gonna be living with us now? That's good I guess. Maybe your parents are alright?"

Andrew looked down in shock and nodded when he felt arms wrap around him, Harry smiled at him and Andrew gave him a smile back."

That night as he lay in his bed next to Harry, who had snuck up to join him. Harry crawled in and said, "Andrew, I'm sorry about your family."

"Yeah, it's alright," Andrew mumbled, "Maybe they'll turn up one day."

"But you'll be with me, right?" Harry asked, "We're friends, right?"

Andrew nodded, "Yep, best friends Harry."

A month passed and nothing, Andrew was starting to lose hope that he'd find out what happened to his parents as the Dursley's were beginning to use words like adoption, they were even trying to spoil him and Petunia was telling him to call her mum.

Dudley was getting worse; saying that they were brothers, not freaks like Harry and brothers stick together.

Andrew was starting to notice that Harry was getting treated even worse, when Petunia found out Harry liked to sleep next to him she was livid and she was blaming Harry? He never minded having Harry with him, Harry kept telling him of some awful nightmares and he had found out that Vernon had locked his door so Harry couldn't get in.

A couple of days later Andrew was given a new pair of trunks and told that he was joining his class in some sort of swimming thing, he had no idea what was going on but he had a pair of trunks.

He looked at Harry and said, "You coming too?"

Harry nodded and said, "It's going to be alright, right? I mean Dudley and his gang are going to be there."

Andrew smiled, "Stay near me, I'm sure they won't do a thing with two of us."

Harry nodded as he hugged Andrew.

At the lake they were going to Andrew smiled, the place was beautiful. He got in the cool water and gestured for Harry to join, as Harry joined him and Andrew splashed him playfully.

They played in the water unaware of Dudley glaring at Harry, he muttered, "Freak must've used his freak powers on Andrew to make him like him better than me," he looked at Piers and said, "Get Andrew away from Potty, I'll handle Potty."

Andrew smiled and said, "You know Harry, maybe being here isn't so bad, I miss my few friends and I hope my mom and dad and Tucker are fine but I got new friends, right?"

Harry nodded, happy that Andrew was cheerful again. He heard one Dudley's friends, Piers, call for a hand, Andrew sighed as the crying became louder and said to Harry, "I'll be back."

As Andrew left walking through the bushes and getting concerned, he didn't know all of Dudley's friends because they were bullies and he preferred to hang out with Harry.

When he found Piers, sniggering and laughing, Andrew frowned and said, "What's going on here?"

Piers grinned and said, "Dudley's having at little talk to Potty about his stupid friendship with you."

Andrew paled, Dudley was family to Harry, he wouldn't hurt him, right?

He went to go back when Piers grabbed him and said, "Mate, it's going to be alright."

Piers smiled, it looks like Andrew agreed with him, until he heard a growl come from Andrew. He saw Andrew's hand clench into a fist and felt a bit uneasy when Andrew pushed him down and ran to where he left Harry.

He got back and heard Dudley yelling, Andrew felt something rise in him; he was angry. He looked at Dudley standing over Harry and yelled, "Dursley, why isn't he moving?"

"I didn't do a thing," Dudley said, "He fell in the water and stopped moving."

Andrew looked at Harry and thanked god Tucker learned those CPR lessons. He frowned, 'Okay: pressure to Harry's chest, form seal with lips and compress the chest,' remembering what Tucker said to do.

As he pushed down, timing the pushes and breathed in Harry's mouth and pushed for a good two minutes, he nearly squealed with joy as Harry coughed up water, his eyes fluttered open and stared at Andrew's joyful blue eyes.

"I'm not sure where I was," Harry muttered, "But it was happy there. I think I learned something important but I'm not sure right now."

Andrew turned on Dudley and suddenly slammed his fist into Dudley's face and growled angrily, "That better have been an accident Dursley."

Dudley wailed for a moment and said, "It was an accident."

"Harry," Andrew said quietly, "Was it an accident?"

"It was," Harry coughed as Andrew held him up.

After Andrew had managed to convince Petunia to let Harry stay with him, he promised to take care of him and make sure he stayed outta trouble.

The months passed and Andrew grew to be closer friends with Harry, more so than they had been for the last few months and Harry saw Andrew as his best friend.

A few days before Harry's eleventh birthday Andrew was helping Harry with breakfast when he noticed two owls holding a letter in their talons, they pecked at the window and Andrew looked puzzled, 'Owls deliver letters?'

Petunia looked panicked as did Vernon, they grabbed Harry and Andrew along with Dudley to pack and Andrew saw letters pouring in from everywhere.

Vernon bellowed, "I'm not having this nonsense Petunia, when we took him in we swore we'd stamp out this dangerous nonsense."

Harry looked at Andrew who shrugged, he found one letter that said, 'To Harry Potter, addressed to the room just across from Dudley's room.'

"Let me see this other one," Harry said softly as he read out, "Andrew Wells, in the room just across from Dudley's room?"

Petunia howled angrily and said, "You're one of them?" Pointing at Andrew angrily, "We took you in and you're one of them!"

They tried to stop the letters pouring in from everywhere, Vernon tried to destroy them but it wasn't working while Harry and Andrew were having a ball.

Andrew stared confused as they were ushered out to the country and taken to an island where they stayed in a small hut that smelled strongly of seaweed and old furniture; they stayed there for two weeks.

As they sat in the small shack the letters still reached them but Petunia refused to let the boys read them.

A loud booming sound caught their attention, Andrew saw the Dursley's get nervous when the largest man he had ever seen came through the door.

The man looked at them and said, "Two of you? Was expectin 'Arry ere but not you Mr Wells, we were almost afraid that you decided not to attend," at their puzzled looks the man smiled, "Sorry, name's Hagrid and I'll take care of you both now."

TBC

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