STORY 1: REUNITED
Chapter 1: Stunned
Anyone who looked outside on Privet Drive would think that they were seeing things. A stag and a dog sat staring at number 4. Suddenly, a woman appeared and a few seconds later two men were standing where the dog and stag had been.
"So you got him out all right." The woman told the man beside her. "We need to get him out of that house."
"I know. Those nasty muggles-"
"Come on." The other man said. "Let's just get this over with. They're looking for me."
"Wait. What's that?" the woman pointed up at the sky and they all saw a dark shadow drifting away.
"It looks like someone's been inflated."
"Someone's coming out of the house!" they all crouched behind a large bush.
"You put her right!" someone bellowed.
"She deserved what she got. Keep away from me!"
"You can't use magic at home. You have nowhere to go."
"Anywhere is better than here." A boy came out of the house dragging a small trunk and an owl's cage.
"Stun him." The woman said. "It'll be easier to take him if he doesn't put up a fight."
One of the men stood up and pointed their wand at the boy. A few seconds later, the boy fell to the ground and they went to him. The woman brushed the jet-black hair out of his eyes and fixed the crooked glasses.
"He looks just like you." She smiled at the man that stood closest to her. "Except for the scar."
"He has some of your qualities, too."
"Can we examine him later?" the other man told them. "They probably have spies all over this neighborhood. Let's go before someone recognizes me from the muggle news."
"All right. We're going." They picked up the boy and a few seconds later, they were gone.
Harry awoke and everything was blurry. Somebody had removed his glasses. He slowly sat up and tried to see where he was.
"Here." Someone handed him his glasses. He slid them on and saw three people crowded around him. He recognized the one right away. He had been on the news.
"Y-You're that murderer." Harry backed away on the uncomfortable bed.
"He's not a murderer." The other man said. "He was set up."
"What-" Harry suddenly stopped and looked at them all. One of the males had dark hair like his, glasses like him. The woman had red hair, and eyes like his.
"M-Mum? D-Dad?" they smiled and nodded. "But it can't be. You're dead."
"It's a long story, and we promise we'll tell you, but you should eat. We were able to get some soup."
"What is this place?" Harry looked around at the dark room that seemed to sway with the wind.
"It's called the Shrieking Shack. It's in Hogsmeade Village. Go down those stairs and they'll lead you to a tunnel that will lead you out onto the Hogwarts grounds. A small opening that the whomping willow is covering."