Hey guys this is my first ever fic, so try to be nice. I came up with this the other day when I was bored and decided to give it a go. So much for never writing anything. The updates should be kinda quick.

It's Time to Grow Up Potter

Chapter One

'Thoughts'

"words"

Harry Potter, a 17 year old boy who had just completed his final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, was sitting in the living room of his aunt and uncles home at Number 4 Private Drive, bouncing his little cousin, Olivia, on his lap, listening to Dudley in the background playing video games. His Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon were out for the night at a special company gathering and Harry was left with the toddler once again. That in and of its self wasn't unusual for Harry; he had basically raised Olivia from birth. Only leaving when he had to go to school for the year.

The Dursleys were not a nice couple. They had never wanted their nephew Harry and when Olivia had shown signs of magic as an infant, she ceased to exist in their eyes.

Petunia had wept when she first realized that her baby girl was magical and laid the blame solely on Harry. Vernon said that it was his influence on the child that had corrupted her. After that day she was abandoned and Harry was forced to become a father at the age of 15.

Now two years latter, things were looking up. After the countless beatings and hours of sobbing in his cupboard while sheltering Olivia from his horrible uncle, Harry would finally be 18. Tomorrow was his birthday and that meant that he was free of the Dursleys forever.

He already had their belongs packed, what little they had, and Harry planned to be long gone before anyone in the Dursley household awoke in the morning.

Harry was suddenly pulled from his musings when Olivia started to cry.

"Hey baby girl, what's the matter? Huh?"

"sky go boom" whimpered the small girl.

"Aww that's nothing to worry about. I'm right here and I won't let anything happen to you. Okay? I promise."

Just then they were interrupted by a knock at the door. Harry picked Livvie up in one arm and went to answer it.

"Hello, are you Dudley Dursley?"

Standing at the door, were two men in police uniforms.

"No, I'm Harry Potter. And you are?"

"Oh, forgive me. I am Captain Connor and this is Samson. I'm afraid that we have some bad news."

It was one of those moments where your whole world seemed to crash down around your ears, and in that moment Harry knew that nothing would ever be the same again.

"Ummm…Come in." Harry lead them into the living room and told Dudley to turn off the TV. "Have a seat. Would you like something to drink?"

"No thank you. Ummm…Mr. Potter, Mr. Dursley, I am sorry to have to tell you this but there has been an accident."

"What?"

"Oh my god…Was it mum? Are they ok? What happened?" Dudley rushed slowly getting more hysterical.

"They were on the new high way when a truck hit them head on. I'm sorry but, your mother was thrown from the car and died on impact, your father had to be cut out of the car. He pasted away shortly after on the way to the hospital."

There was a shocked silence as it slowly sank in that they would never see Petunia and Vernon again. Harry suddenly was immersed in a tidal wave of guilt for all of the mean and nasty things he had ever done to them. Sure he never loved his Aunt and Uncle but that didn't mean he wanted them dead. He looked over at Dudley and silently knew what he was feeling. Dudley had just lost his entire world. Harry knew how bad it was not to have someone there that you knew loved you unconditionally and he pitied Dudley for ever having to feel it.

"Your Aunt Marge has been contacted and is on her way. I have one of my officers waiting at the station for her now."

"Ummm…thank you, sir"

"I will just see myself out then…I wish a better night." The two men left the house and Olivia started to cry once more. She didn't understand what was going on but she knew that her brother and the man she considered her daddy were upset and that did not sit well with her at all.

"Shhhhh…baby its ok." Harry picked her up and started to soothingly bounce her as he walked in a circle around the couch. He was worried about his cousin who had not spoken since the initial shock had occurred.

'I hope he's going to be alright. He may have despised me when we were younger but since then he has taken care of Livvie while I have been away for school. I can never thank him enough for that. He doesn't deserve this to have happened to him.'

"Hey Dud, you gonna be ok?" when Dudley didn't respond he continued, "How about you go upstairs and take a nice bath while I make something to eat and when you come back down, Aunt Marge should be here and you can talk to her about it if you want."

"Yeah…ok…." Dudley started to wander upstairs but paused as his first foot hit the bottom stair, when he heard Harry speak.

"You can talk to me, you know, if you want to. I know how it feels to have parents one moment and the next thing you know, there gone…its okay to cry you know."

With that Harry entered the kitchen to prepare some food for Dudley and Marge. Olivia had since fallen asleep in his arms, so he softly placed her in the mosses basket to sleep.

Harry prepared everything on autopilot while letting it sink in that they, the people who raised him, would never return. Harry leaned heavily on the counter and closed his eyes trying to process everything that had happened in the last couple of hours. He just couldn't get it. How could everything have happened so fast? How could this have happened at all? He didn't get it.

He was relieved from his depressing and slowly mounting thoughts, when someone knocked on the door for the second time that night. He slowly made his way to open it, expecting it to be Aunt Marge. He was surprised; however, when instead of finding his overly obese aunt and her mangy mutt, he came face to face with the last person he expected to see on a night like this, Remus Lupin.

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