Once more the street was quiet with no more noises than would be expected in suburban England. Gone where the strange old man and the older woman who was a cat. Gone was the Giant of a man riding a flying motorcycle. All that was left to show any of those strange events had happened that night was a Blanket wrapped bundle resting on the steps of the fourth house on the street.
If one were to move close enough to examine the bundle one would find a small boy child not much beyond their first year of age. Even in his sleep he seemed to be quiet making little noise and not moving much. If not hidden behind the closed eyes of sleep one would be able to see the most startling of emerald green eyes. Upon his forehead one would be able to see a lightning bolt shaped scar nearly covered by the child's white hair.
After a few minutes of quiet silence a dim flash of light appeared and a portal opened. Out walked a matronly looking woman appeared near the center of the street. Tall with deeply tanned skin it would be nearly impossible to identify the woman's age. In the dim lighting from the street lights someone if there was one to see would be able to observe that this otherworldly woman had silver hair and three tattoos on her face, one under each eye and a third on her forehead.
Moving quickly to where the blanket wrapped bundle sat on the steps of number four the woman bent down and picked up the small boy child. Unwrapping the blankets surrounding his head the woman examined the child noticing his pointed ears and white with black spotted hair. Smiling while tickling the tips of his ears, "No child of the the Leopard clan will be raised by such beings as that. I will take you to a loving family to be raised properly and learn what skills you will need to face your destiny."
Soothingly humming a quiet lullaby as her actions had awoken the small child the lady began to walk once more towards the center of the street where she had entered. The woman gestured with her free hand as another portal opened up. Beyond the portal there appeared to be a traditional looking Japanese home surrounded by a large wall with thick forests beyond.
Looking back to one of the houses down the street where an oddly colored tabby cat could be seen watching the entire proceedings with shocked eyes. The Lady winked at the cat before walking through the portal. Once the portal had closed there was nothing on the street to even hint at any activity had happened. The people would wake in the morning to find nothing strange had occurred and continue on with their lives.
Moving down from the perch on the wall the cat quickly turned into the elderly woman who had been on the street earlier that night and in the neighborhood the day previous. A startled look on her face Minerva McGonagall whispered one word before disappearing with a pop, "Bast."
Quickly reappearing with a pop at the gates that led to a long drive heading towards a large castle in the distance. Moving with a brisk walk Minerva McGonagall moved towards where the front doors where standing open. Moving quickly to where the Headmaster's office was she moved past the gargoyle.
Knocking on the door leading to the headmaster's office she heard a tired and quiet voice respond from within. "Come in Minerva."
Quickly opening the door and entering the office she saw her old friend Albus Dumbledore sitting behind his desk looking all of his 140 years of life. On his desk she could see an envelope and a letter. Quickly moving to one of the chairs placed in front of the desk Minerva sat down. Looking slightly distraught Minerva launched into her tale, "Albus I went back to Privet drive to watch over Harry and something truly strange happened. A few minutes after we had left a woman entered by way of a portal and took Harry Potter with her when she left."
Looking up into the blue eyes of her long time friend Minerva was startled to see the twinkle gone from Albus' eyes. Seeing him nod she continued, "She had three tattoos on her face ones that are mentioned in some books of legends of the gods that walk among men. The feeling I got from this woman leads me to believe she was Bast."
Nodding slowly Albus Dumbledore stood up and began to pace, motioning to the letter sitting on his desk he began to speak. "This Letter was waiting for me when I returned it proves that the woman you saw was indeed the Goddess Bast." With a slight motion of his hand he moved the piece of parchment to where Minerva was sitting. "Go ahead and read. "
Reaching out to where the parchment was floating Minerva began to read.
Dear Headmaster Dumbledore,
I have taken Harry Potter from those people you had decided to leave him with. Those where not the people best to raise him and you know this. I will take him somewhere so that he can be raised by a loving family and to learn what skills he may need for the rest of his life.
I am sorry but you will never find him and he shall never return until the time is right. He is safe and will learn to love and find his own path.
Sincerely
Bast
Goddess 2nd Class, Category 2 Unlimited
Looking up from the parchment Minerva looked into at Albus Dumbledore, "What has happened that the keepers of Yggdrasil have decided to get involved?" She asked quietly.
Sighing deeply Albus Dumbledore stood up and began to pace the length of his office before responding, "I am not sure but its possible that Harry Potter has a destiny beyond what even we may know. I can only hope that he returns after his eleventh birthday to attend Hogwarts.
Staring out one of the windows that looked out upon the grounds Albus sighed and returned to his desk. "Come now its late and there is little we can do right now. The Gods have decided to be involved the best we can hope for is that he has a happy life."
Standing up and nodding before heading towards the door and her own rooms she looks back at the forlorn figure of her long time friend and colleague, "Good Night Albus."