A/N: This story is currently under construction! I am redoing the chapters to make them longer and am going to be adding new ones as well.

Professor Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry, stood at the end of Privet drive. In his left arm, he held a child wrapped in black swaddling clothes. In his right hand he held, what looked like a lighter. However, when he raised the lighter and clicked, one of the lights from the lamp post went out and was sucked into the lighter. He did this until there was no more lit lamp posts on the street and it was relatively dark. Now, the only light that shone was the light from the full moon and the stars.

He began to walk down the street toward Number 4 Privet Drive. When he got there, he looked at the hood of the, expensive looking car. On it, was perched a tabby cat with rather peculiar markings around its eyes.

"Good evening, Professor McGonagall." Dumbledore said, with a twinkle in his eye. "I imagined I would be meeting you here."

The cat stared intently at Dumbledore, then at the bundle of black cloth in his arm.

The cat jumped off of the car and morphed into a rather stern looking old woman. She proceeded to walk over to where Dumbledore was standing, smiling merrily.

"Albus," she began sternly. "Have you heard what is going on? Every wizard in the world is going crazy. Wearing cloaks right on the muggle streets, sending owls all over, at all times, Albus, it is preposterous! I have been watching the muggle news and these things are most certainly not going unnoticed –"

But her rant was stopped short but Dumbledore holding up his hand.

"And yet, we have had precious little to celebrate over the past few years...should they not be allowed to rejoice... now that Voldemort is gone?"

McGonagall flinched at the name.

"Oh honestly Minerva, it is just the name of the man, not him, himself." Dumbledore said, slightly amused, as always.

"Yes, but –" she was interrupted once more, but this time by the cry of a child.

She looked abruptly at the dark bundle.

"Albus...is that...?" she asked breathlessly.

"No, Minerva, it is not Harry Potter. It is Hotaru Riddle, the daughter of Lord Voldemort."

McGonagall gasped, and her eyes widened.

"I – I didn't know you-know-who had a daughter." She said, still a little startled.

"Neither did I, until today. Her mother came to me soon after the Potter incident, begging me to take her daughter and hide her from Voldemort. I have a letter here for the muggles explaining her." Dumbledore said.

"You mean, you are going to leave Harry here, not only with muggles...but with the daughter of the man who murdered his parents?"

Dumbledore leaned closer to McGonagall, the light from the moon bouncing eerily off of his eyes.

"Do you have any idea who this child's mother is Minerva?"

McGonagall silently shook her head.

"Who, Albus?"

"Athena, the Queen of Saturn."

McGonagall gasped once more.

"But... I thought all life on the other planets was snuffed out Albus. How...?"

"The answer is quite simple Minerva." Albus answered. "We were wrong, there is still life on the other planets. But they are getting weaker. Athena told me this, the Princess's of the Solar system shall gather at Hogwarts when the 11th year of the Saturnian Princess comes."

There was silence for a time, until McGonagall spoke once more.

"When will Harry be here?"

"Any minute, I have Hagrid bringing him."

"Albus, do you think it is wise, trusting Hagrid with something as important as this?" McGonagall asked incredulously.

"I would trust Hagrid with my life Minerva." Dumbledore said, just as a shining, bright light appeared in the sky.

"Ah, here he is now."

The light got bigger and soon turned into the headlight of a giant motorcycle. It landed and a giant man got up, off of it.

"Ev'nin' Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore, sir." Hagrid greeted them.

"I trust you brought the child." Dumbledore said.

"Yup, little tyke fell asleep as we was flyin' over the lake." Hagrid said, handing over a bundle of white swaddling to Dumbledore.

His eyes teared up and he began to sniffle a bit.

"Don't worry Hagrid, it's not forever."

He eyed the black swaddling.

"Wha's tha'?" he asked.

"This is Hotaru Riddle, she is going to be living with Harry, with the Dursleys."

"Hotaru Riddle, eh?"

"She is the daughter of you-know-who Hagrid." McGonagall said.

Hagrid gasped, much like McGonagall had.

"An' she's stayin' in the same house wi' Harry?" he demanded.

"Yes Hagrid." Dumbledore said evenly.

Hagrid just stood there with his mouth opening and closing, like a fish out of water.

Dumbledore, however, began walking toward the front door of the house.

"Albus, do you think it wise to leave him here with these people? I have been watching them all day, they are the worst sort of muggles, and they are-"

"The only family he has left." Dumbledore finished for her. "Don't worry Minerva. He will be fine here."

"But in our world he will be famous! There won't be a child who doesn't know his name!"

"Exactly, he is far better growing up away from all of that."

"...What about the girl Albus?" McGonagall asked.

Albus looked down at the little girl, with a sad look in his eyes.

"She will be safer here than anywhere else... from Voldemort. How safe from the muggles, I cannot say."

Dumbledore bent down and set the two babies on the doorstep, along with two letters. One sealed with the Hogwarts crest and one with the symbol of Saturn.

"All we can hope for is that Voldemort does not know where she is." Dumbledore said ruefully.

Hagrid flinched at the mention of the name Voldemort, as did McGonagall. He got back on his motorcycle and flew away into the night sky. Professor McGonagall morphed back into a cat and jumped over a fence and disappeared into the night.

Dumbledore walked down the street. Once he reached the end, he held up his lighter, and clicked it once. All the lights instantly flew back to their respective lamp posts. And Albus Dumbledore disappeared with a crack.

-TEN YEARS LATER-

"Get up!" Petunia growled, rapping on the door. "Up, now!"

Harry groaned and rolled over.

"C'mon 'Taru, it's time to get up." Harry said groggily.

The frail body beside him stirred a bit then sat up. She rubbed her eyes and began to get up.

"C'mon Harry. Let's go before Petunia-"she stopped in mid sentence. "Let's just go."

Harry wondered what she was about to say, but went with her anyways without saying anything about it. He knew from experience that if Hotaru didn't want to talk about something it was best to just leave it alone.

They made their way out of the cupboard and into the kitchen right away Aunt Petunia whisked Harry away to make bacon, And Hotaru to make eggs.

"And don't you dare let them burn." She warned them with a glare. "I want everything to be perfect, for little Duddy's big day!" she said, as she went over to ruffle Dudley's hair, who was sitting at the table trying to count his birthday presents. Key word: 'trying' as he was struggling to count past 12.

"Aren't they wonderful darling?" she asked him.

"How many are there?" Dudley asked greedily.

"Thirty-six, counted them m'self." Uncle Vernon, who was sitting in his favorite chair, answered.

"Thirty-six? But last year, I had thirty-seven!" Dudley yelled, enraged.

"Well, some of them are quite a bit bigger then last time..." Uncle Vernon said.

"I don't care how big they are!"

Hotaru and Harry, sensing there would be a temper tantrum, put the bacon and eggs on a plate on the counter and wolfed down their bread and cheese that Petunia had set out for them. Aunt Petunia seemed to have the same idea.

"Well, when we go out we will get you 2 new presents, how is that darling?" she said sweetly.

"Then I'll have, thirty...thirty..."

"Thirty-nine."

"Alright then." Dudley said with a smug look on his face as he sent a self-satisfied smirk in Harry's direction, which Harry ignored. Hotaru's leg hit the leg of the table as she left to the cupboard, and winced. Harry gave her a worried look, but decided it was just because she hit her leg. Hotaru was, after all, rather frail. However, she was more pale as of late, then usual. As Hotaru got halfway across the room, the doorbell rang.

"Go and get it girl!" Vernon snarled.

Hotaru began walking but slipped on her over-sized jeans. They had to be rolled up 6 times and they were still too long. Hotaru squeaked and walked quickly out of the room and got the door. When she returned she had Dudley's friend, Piers with her. Piers was grinning at Hotaru. And Harry shuddered at the thoughts going through his head. Everyone knew of Piers' reputation. And it wasn't a good one, despite being only 12 (one year older than Dudley).

"What are we going to do with...them?" Uncle Vernon said, spitting the word 'them' out with venom, as Dudley started talking with Piers.

"What about Mrs. Figg?" asked Aunt Petunia.

"She tripped on one of her cats and broke her leg." Uncle Vernon said flatly.

Harry over heard them talking.

"You could leave us here..." he said hopefully, glancing a look at Hotaru. She was looking down at the ground. Maybe, they could have a go at Dudley's computer.

"And come back to the house in shambles? What, do you think I am stupid?" Uncle Vernon said with a scowl.

"I wouldn't blow up the house," Harry said defensively. "And neither would Hotaru."

At this remark, Uncle Vernon gave Hotaru a mysterious look.

"We will have to take them with us." Uncle Vernon said after a minute's silence.

"But I don't want them to go!" Dudley yelled.

"Well that's too bad!" Uncle Vernon roared, rubbing his temples.

Dudley backed away. His father never yelled at him.

Within 15 minutes they were all piling in the car to go to the library. Piers grinned as he scooted in next to Hotaru. The look on his face made Harry's blood boil. But seeing as there was nothing he could do about it, he had to simply sit by and watch.

They finally pulled into the parking lot for the zoo, and piled out of the car. They went to the entrance and Uncle Vernon paid the fee with a sour look on his face.

The lady at the gate offered Dudley and Piers ice cream cones. And before Uncle Vernon could get them away, she extended the invitation to Harry and Hotaru. So Uncle Vernon got them a cheap lemon pop. Minutes later, Dudley complained about being hungry. So Aunt Petunia steered them into an ice cream parlor.

Dudley ordered a giant chocolate ice cream, chocolate and candy parfait, Piers got a fudgesicle. However, when it got there, Dudley complained that there wasn't enough ice cream in his parfait. So Uncle Vernon ordered him another one. And Harry was allowed to share the first one with Hotaru. They both grinned at their good luck and ate the parfait.

When they were done, they went to see the lions, tigers and bears. Soon, however, Dudley and Piers got tired of looking at the animals. And Harry feared they would take to their favorite pastime...chasing Harry and Hotaru. He was semi-relieved when they said they wanted to go to the reptile house... but he was still on the alert.

It didn't take Dudley too long, after they got to the reptile house, to find the largest snake in there. He leaned up, really close to the glass and watched it. When it didn't move, he began whining.

"Make it move!" he ordered.

Uncle Vernon rapped on the glass with his knuckle.

"Move!" he yelled.

The snake just laid there. It could have been dead and no one would ever know the difference.

"He's asleep" Harry said semi-sharply.

"Ugh, he's boring..." Dudley said annoyed. And he and Piers walked off to look at other reptiles.

Harry and Hotaru walked up to the glass.

"Sorry about him. He doesn't know what it's like, day after day, with people sticking their ugly faces in on you, day after day." Harry said with a scowl.

Suddenly, the snake lifted its head until it was eye-level with Harry.

"Can you hear me?" he asked incredulously. He looked over at Hotaru and saw that she was staring as well.

"Do you...well do you talk to people often?" Hotaru asked the snake. Now the snake looked at her, and shook its head.

"You're from Burma aren't you?" Harry asked.

"Was it nice there, do you miss your family?" Hotaru said.

The snake jabbed its tail toward the sign in the left hand corner of the glass.

'Specimen was bred in captivity'

"I see-" Harry began, but he was interrupted by Dudley yelling.

"Dad, dad, come look, you won't believe what this snake is doing!"

Dudley came barreling over, and knocked Harry and Hotaru to the floor as he pushed his hands and face up against the glass.

Harry shook him head and looked over at Hotaru to see if she was alright. She had short breaths. It looked like the wind had been knocked out of her. Rage welled up inside Harry and he focused all his anger into his fixated glare and Dudley. Before he knew what happened, the glass disappeared and Dudley fell through the display, yelling.

The snake slithered out.

"Thankssss amigo, amiga." It said. "Brazil, here I come!"

"No problem..." Harry said breathlessly.

There was distinct screamed as the snake got further through the park. Harry heard a muffled yelling. He and Hotaru looked back up at the display, and Dudley was trapped inside. Somehow the glass had re-appeared.

Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon came running.

"Oh, my darling boy!" Aunt Petunia screamed.

Harry and Hotaru began laughing. Uncle Vernon heard them and sent them a death glare.

Twenty minutes later, the manager of the reptile house had gotten Dudley out of the display. He had brought them all into his office and apologized profusely to Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon. He gave them some coffee. And gave Dudley a blanket, then they started home, after they dropped off Piers. When they got home, Uncle Vernon took Harry by the ear, and Hotaru by the arm and dragged them to their cupboard.

"What happened?" he seethed.

"I swear, we don't know! One minute the glass was there and then it was gone, it was like magic!" Harry yelled.

Hotaru held her breath. He had said the 'M-word'. The rage in Uncle Vernon's eyes deepened.

"There is no such thing as magic!" he hissed as he threw them in the cupboard and slammed the door shut, locking it in the process.

"No meals for a week!" he yelled, slamming and locking the cupboard door shut.

A/N: I am making MAJOR changes with this story! You guys, if you ready this story previously, I am filling a LOT of things in. So you will want to read the whole thing over again. :D