A/N: This is about child abuse. After reading the seventh book for the second time, I decided that Albus is complex person and decided to have his personalities out in the open.
Minerva was sitting as a cat perched outside the Dursley's house. She crept up to the window and looked inside the house to see what was going on. She does this on occasion to make sure the Dursley's did not beat Harry senselessly. She hated them and despised them as much as she did her boss, Albus Dumbledore.
"YOU LITTLE WORTHLESS BRAT!" screamed Vernon as he hit Harry with the belt. Petunia watched as he kept beating the boy senselessly. Harry had welts all over his body. Then Vernon threw the belt at him and told him to go to the cupboard. Harry got up and limped to the cupboard and closed the door. Vernon locked it. Minerva stood and watched in horror.
Harry was seven when Minerva came to the rescue. He was seven and already hopeless of his future.
Before Minerva went into the house on Privet Drive, she called for her owl and wrote a note.
Dear Poppy,
I don't care what Dumbledore says anymore, I am going to bring Harry Potter to Hogwarts either tonight or tomorrow. He will need medical attention I am afraid. The poor wee lad is hobbling.
Best regards,
Minerva
When the Dursley's were asleep and Minerva was absolutely sure they were, she apparated into their house and looked for Harry. When she found him asleep in the cupboard, she unlocked it.
"Harry," she whispered.
"No! No!" he screamed. "Harry be good, Harry swear!"
Minerva shook Harry to wake him up.
"Ssh," whispered Minerva. "I'm not going to hurt you, lad."
Harry woke up and saw a woman wearing a funny hat and green robes. Harry studied her and thought that he was dreaming.
"Who you?" he asked.
"I'm Minerva McGonagall," she said sweetly with her Scottish accent. "You must be Harry Potter."
The frightened child nodded. Minerva smiled and said: "Would you like to leave this place?"
Harry nodded. Minerva looked around and lead him out of the cupboard. When she had him walk out with her, Harry gasped in pain.
"Harry!" Minerva said in horror. This woke Petunia and Vernon up. They came downstairs and saw Harry with the woman in the weird clothes.
"What is the meaning of this?" asked Petunia.
Minerva looked at the woman in horror. "You should be ashamed of yourself Petunia Evans!"
"Dursley now," Petunia scoffed.
"How could you do this to your sister, may she rest in peace, by Merlin?" asked Minerva as she hoisted the weak boy up.
"You called for help you worthless piece of-," Vernon started to say, but was cut off by Minerva.
"Watch it Vernon! I am taking Harry with me and there is nothing you two can do to stop me," said Minerva. "Nothing at all and I will make sure the Muggle and Wizard Authorities know what you did to this boy. Believe me, the Wizard authorities will not take kindly to the way you treated the Boy-Who-Lived."
Harry looked at Minerva in confusion. The Boy Who Lived?
Before Minerva would answer young Harry Potter, she took him outside and then called for a night bus. She decided that since it was late, they would stay at the Inn.
"Oh Harry, what have they done to you?" she asked as she hoisted him into one of the beds on the bus.
While he was sleeping on the bus, Harry started to have visions and he started turning and tossing in his sleep. Minerva watched him and looked at him in horror.
"Harry!" she said as she shook him. "Wake up!"
Harry was in a deep sleep. Minerva shook him again.
"Wake up!"
Harry woke up and stared at Minerva.
"Harry not dreaming?"
Minerva shook her head.
"Who you, then?" "I am Minerva McGonagall. I am taking you to Hogwarts where my good friend, Poppy is going to look at your leg. You seemed to limp a lot and I do not think that little boys like you should go around limping." Harry shook his head. Minerva looked at Harry and then studied his eyes.
She must know that Harry am a freak he thought. Pretty soon she send me back to that place. I don't want to go back there, no sir!
"Bless my soul," said Minerva as she looked at Harry's eyes. "You really do have Lily Evans' eyes. They are lovely."
Harry smiled and then asked: "Who Lily Evans?" Minerva was shocked that Petunia did not mention Lily or James at all to Harry.
"Lily Evans was your mother," explained Minerva.
"Harry had a mother?" "Yes." "What happened to her?"
"She died." "In a car accident?" "No, a dark lord killed her."
"What about Harry's dad?" "He died with her that night, making you an orphan and we left you with your relatives. If we only knew how horrid they were, we would have overwritten the Blood Wards." "Blood Wards?" "All in good time, son."
Then Harry laid back down in the bed. Minerva stroked his hair and watched him as he slept. The child refers to himself in third person. I have to correct that at once.
Minerva levitated the weak Harry Potter into the Inn. The bellboy took them up to the first floor.
"Will your charge need anything?" asked the bellboy.
"No, thank you," said Minerva as she laid Harry Potter onto the bed. She tucked him and then looked at him. He looked so much like James when James was that age.
Minerva knew the whole Potter clan very well. She knew James mother, Opal very well because she and Opal were in Hogwarts together. James had Opal eyes and his father, Hank's personality and build. Hank was a terror when he was in school, just like James was. Now they were all dead because of Voldemort. They all died and Lily took it the worst because she was defending baby Harry Potter, who was too weak to fight.
Now here was Harry Potter, the only living Potter left in that whole dynasty. Minerva knew that she had to keep him in order to save him from the evils of the world and his abusive relatives.
How could Dumbledore not know? Minerva thought while tucking in little Harry. She pushed his hair back to look at his scar. It still looked like a thunder bolt. Minerva thought that scar should have been fixed or altered to let the boy live a normal life, but no! Dumbledore had to leave it on him.
Let me kill him! I can taste him! Let me have him!
"NO!!" screamed Harry in his sleep. "NO!!" This woke Minerva up immediately.
"Harry!" She screamed as she woke him up. She rocked him to sleep and sang him a lullaby.
Goodnight my angel, time to close your eyes
And save these questions for another day
I think I know what you've been asking me
I think you know what I've been trying to say
I promise I will never leave you
And you should always know
Where ever you may go, no matter where you are
You'll always be a part of me….
Harry started to calm down and realized that he was in good hands.
"It's okay, Harry," she said calmly. "It's okay. I'm here." Harry started to relax and go back to sleep.
The next morning, Minerva woke up to find Harry standing, looking out the window.
"Harry?"
Still no response. Minerva went up to the window to find Harry watching a wizard getting mugged by another wizard. That really petrified him.
"Darling, get away from that window!" said Minerva as she led him away from the window. "Now Harry, they are not all bad wizards. They are simply misguided and fallen on hard times or just too lazy to get a respectable job, such as an Auror or Healer."
"Au-what?" said young Harry with much confusion as he limped away from the window.
"Auror," said Minerva. "They fight the bad people. Right now, let's go to the pub and eat breakfast. You must be starving."
"Not really, Harry no eat breakfast," said Harry as if it were a normal thing. Minerva gave him a quizzical look.
"No breakfast? Why?"
"Cause the Dursleys no let Harry. Think Harry is not worth it."
"I think you are," said Minerva as she took the boy downstairs to eat.
After they ate, Minerva took Harry to the fireplace.
"All right Harry, we are going to Hogwarts."
"Hogwarts?"
"Yes dear, Hogwarts. You know, the school I told you about?"
"Oh yes," sighed Harry. "You told Harry about that last night."
"Okay, now Harry, in order for the floo to work, you just hold my hand and I will shout 'Hogwarts', but you have to be quiet so I can say it and the floo powder will take me directly there, yes?"
Harry nodded and Minerva yelled: "Hogwarts." Together, the old lady and the small boy vanished.
The arrived in the hospital wing, where they were greeted by Poppy Pomphrey the medi-witch.
"Oh Min," she said as Minerva hoisted the boy out of the fireplace. "Thank Merlin. I got your message last night and I was up the whole time in case you came. Severus was too."
Severus arrived and looked at young Harry.
"He looks like his father, except for his eyes," he smirked. "His mother's obviously."
Poppy and Severus took the boy from Minerva and laid him on the bed.
"What's going on?" asked Harry.
"I'm Poppy and this is Severus," smiled the healer as she started to examine Harry.
Harry is scared and wants Minerva. He had a look of terror in his eyes.
"Calm down, Potter," hissed Snape. "We'll let you go with Minerva shortly."
Oh no! You can read Harry's mind? Harry thought as he looked at Snape.
"Yes and quit referring to yourself in the third person," hissed Snape.
"Really Severus!" scolded Poppy as she took x-rays of Harry's leg. "Oh my…Severus, the boy has been hobbling around on a broken leg for what seems like three weeks. The bones are healing, but not properly. We have to break them again and I can give him the elixir to repair his bones. He will have to stay here over night."
"Poppy, I will stay with him," said Minerva.
"But what about Dumbledore?" asked Snape.
"He would never make Harry go back, Never!"
Then Dumbledore stormed into the hospital wing. "MINERVA!" he boomed as he looked at Harry Potter.
"Albus!" Minerva said in horror. "I had to take him in. His relatives would beat the bloody hell out of him."
"He cannot stay in our world," Albus hissed. "He has to go back." "No!" screamed Minerva. "He will not go back. He needs me. I promised Opal on her deathbed that I would look after her family and now is my chance! I took an Unbreakable Vow and if I do not uphold that vow, I could die."
Albus pierced his lip and looked at his employees. "Fine, but don't expect me to look after him. I have things to tend to."
"Besides eating lemon sherbets with that harlot?" snapped Minerva.
Albus gave her a cold look and then stormed off.
"Bravo, Min," smiled Snape. "I never saw you act so sharp. Very brave of you, like Gryffindor." "Thank you, Severus," smiled Minerva as she looked at Harry Potter while Poppy broke his leg again. The boy let out an ear-piercing scream. "NO!!"
"Harry, we did it for your own good," reasoned Poppy as she gave him a calming drought.
This tastes even worse than the two week old spaghetti they fed Harry Harry thought as he stuck his tongue out.
"I suggest that we also pump his stomach," said Snape. "There could be some food poisoning in his blood streams."
Minerva plopped down on the bed next to Harry and covered her mouth with her hand.
"You have got to be joking me!" she said. "I'll kill them!" "No Min!" said Snape. "You can't do that! You have to find them to be unsuitable parents in the Muggle world. The Muggle authorities will prosecute them to the fullest and possible put them in their prison system and the other child in a foster home, unless you take him in too."
"I am not taking in that child! All I want is Harry!" stated Minerva.
A/N: I may put another chapter up today if you like this J By the way, Dumbledore may not be a jerk in the next couple of chapters. He will probably let his child-like qualities out later.
