Disclaimer- The plot is most defiantly mine! I've never read this anywhere
else. All the characters that belong to JK Rowling are hers and the new
ones are mine. This is supposed to be funny. This is a what-if story so
don't review me and tell me it couldn't have happened that way.
"But Albus, he can't stay with the Dursleys! I've watched them all day and they're the worst sort of muggles I've ever seen," Professor McGonagal said sounding distressed.
"I know, you're right Minerva but where else can we take him? Sirius is in prison and Remus couldn't possibly take care of a child in his state. The only other relatives Harry has live in a mental hospital!" Dumbledore exclaimed.
"We could put him up for adoption and over see the process so we make sure he's with the right people," she answered hopefully.
"I suppose that would work and it's worth a try. I don't think we could possibly leave him with these people. Did you see their son! He's going to have a serious weight problem when he gets older," Dumbledore said, leading Minerva toward the end of Private Drive.
~Meanwhile at the home of Tom Barkley and Harrison Tyler~
"But Tom, we'll never find a child at this rate," Harrison said extending his manicured hand in an exasperated fashion.
"Well it's not my fault Harrison, if you weren't so picky choosy we would have a baby right now," Tom said, playfully slapping Harrison on the knee.
"I doubt it, no one will give a gay couple a baby anymore! They're all so prejudice," Harrison said sighing deeply.
"We have to keep trying, I know there's a perfect little Harrison Thomas Jr. somewhere out there, we just have to keep looking," Tom said beginning to type away at the computer in earnest.
"Wait, you passed one," Harrison said, gesturing franticly at the computer screen. "See, Harry James Potter. Parents died in a car crash just a week ago. Poor thing, he's got a funny shaped scar on his head. Oh Tom let's get him, let's get him," Harrison said clapping his hands with exuberance.
"You're right, let's try for this one. I quite agree, he's perfect," Tom said copying the address onto a piece of pink paper.
Later that day Tom and Harrison traveled to the adoption agency, (Kimber Memorial, Dumbledore and McGonagal had a friend there). "Hello, you must be Mr. Barkley and Mr. Tyler. I'm surprised you found little Harry so fast," a tall lean woman said from behind a desk. "I'm Cynthia Wurlwright, just follow me to the nursery, Harry's playing with the other children," she said, leading them down a white hallway.
"Thank you for meeting us Ms. Wurlwright, we just fell in love with Harry the moment we laid eyes on him," Tom said.
When they got to the nursery Cynthia picked Harry up and brought him over to them. Harrison gave a little peep of rapture then quickly covered his mouth. "Would you please follow me to the child/adult interaction room, we like to see how you interact before we think of you as possible parents," she said.
Harry bonded with them. Of course that was no surprise for he was a very flexible child and bonded with anyone who would open their arms to him. They loved Harry and Harry loved them and Cynthia seamed very pleased. She had no problem with homosexuals and had a soft spot for Harry.
Now Cynthia was the friend of Dumbledore. Her daughter went to Hogwarts and Dumbledore had taken her under his wing. Julia, Cynthia's daughter, had had a traumatic life after her father left.
~That night~
"So, what were they like?" McGonagal asked excitedly.
"Well they were good people. I think you should know that they're gay. It's two men, Thomas Barkley and Harrison Tyler. I hope this doesn't affect your decision," Cynthia said.
"Really? Well it's fine with me, better them then the Dursleys. I was just wondering Cynthia, could you speed up the adoption process. The protection charm we placed over this facility is temporary and not very strong," Dumbledore replied.
"Sure, in fact, they can come and fill out some paperwork tomorrow then leave with Harry. We just have to review their living facility and we can send someone over tonight," Cynthia answered with a sigh of relief.
"Well, then I guess it's settled. Thank you Ms. Wurlwright," McGonagal said as she got up to leave.
An orphanage staff person went over to Tom and Harrison's house that night and found that it was and ideal living condition for a child. They even had a room set aside for a baby and everything was baby-proofed.
The next day Harrison and Tom came over early and did paperwork all morning then, at noon, Harry said farewell to Kimber Memorial forever. They had christened him Harry, (it was close to Harrison anyway), Potter Barkler, (a combination of Barkley and Tyler).
The first day of family life dawned at 5:00 a.m., which was when Harry got up. The two men were happy to see their son. They had been waiting for a long time to get a child and finally they had one that suited them perfectly. They had breakfast and then decided to go to the park. Harrison and Tom wanted to show Harry off to all their friends.
"OHHHH," a man in tight leather pants squealed running up to the couple. "That's him! What's his full name?" the man, (Colin Combs), asked, tickling Harry's cheek.
"Harry Potter Barkler," Tom said proudly.
"Oh that's just precious!" Colin exclaimed.
A/N- So how do you like it so far? I just wanted to relay in this fic how much I support homosexuality and how loved those kids who get adopted by them are. Anyway, the next chapter is going to be funnier so please REVIEW!!!!!
"But Albus, he can't stay with the Dursleys! I've watched them all day and they're the worst sort of muggles I've ever seen," Professor McGonagal said sounding distressed.
"I know, you're right Minerva but where else can we take him? Sirius is in prison and Remus couldn't possibly take care of a child in his state. The only other relatives Harry has live in a mental hospital!" Dumbledore exclaimed.
"We could put him up for adoption and over see the process so we make sure he's with the right people," she answered hopefully.
"I suppose that would work and it's worth a try. I don't think we could possibly leave him with these people. Did you see their son! He's going to have a serious weight problem when he gets older," Dumbledore said, leading Minerva toward the end of Private Drive.
~Meanwhile at the home of Tom Barkley and Harrison Tyler~
"But Tom, we'll never find a child at this rate," Harrison said extending his manicured hand in an exasperated fashion.
"Well it's not my fault Harrison, if you weren't so picky choosy we would have a baby right now," Tom said, playfully slapping Harrison on the knee.
"I doubt it, no one will give a gay couple a baby anymore! They're all so prejudice," Harrison said sighing deeply.
"We have to keep trying, I know there's a perfect little Harrison Thomas Jr. somewhere out there, we just have to keep looking," Tom said beginning to type away at the computer in earnest.
"Wait, you passed one," Harrison said, gesturing franticly at the computer screen. "See, Harry James Potter. Parents died in a car crash just a week ago. Poor thing, he's got a funny shaped scar on his head. Oh Tom let's get him, let's get him," Harrison said clapping his hands with exuberance.
"You're right, let's try for this one. I quite agree, he's perfect," Tom said copying the address onto a piece of pink paper.
Later that day Tom and Harrison traveled to the adoption agency, (Kimber Memorial, Dumbledore and McGonagal had a friend there). "Hello, you must be Mr. Barkley and Mr. Tyler. I'm surprised you found little Harry so fast," a tall lean woman said from behind a desk. "I'm Cynthia Wurlwright, just follow me to the nursery, Harry's playing with the other children," she said, leading them down a white hallway.
"Thank you for meeting us Ms. Wurlwright, we just fell in love with Harry the moment we laid eyes on him," Tom said.
When they got to the nursery Cynthia picked Harry up and brought him over to them. Harrison gave a little peep of rapture then quickly covered his mouth. "Would you please follow me to the child/adult interaction room, we like to see how you interact before we think of you as possible parents," she said.
Harry bonded with them. Of course that was no surprise for he was a very flexible child and bonded with anyone who would open their arms to him. They loved Harry and Harry loved them and Cynthia seamed very pleased. She had no problem with homosexuals and had a soft spot for Harry.
Now Cynthia was the friend of Dumbledore. Her daughter went to Hogwarts and Dumbledore had taken her under his wing. Julia, Cynthia's daughter, had had a traumatic life after her father left.
~That night~
"So, what were they like?" McGonagal asked excitedly.
"Well they were good people. I think you should know that they're gay. It's two men, Thomas Barkley and Harrison Tyler. I hope this doesn't affect your decision," Cynthia said.
"Really? Well it's fine with me, better them then the Dursleys. I was just wondering Cynthia, could you speed up the adoption process. The protection charm we placed over this facility is temporary and not very strong," Dumbledore replied.
"Sure, in fact, they can come and fill out some paperwork tomorrow then leave with Harry. We just have to review their living facility and we can send someone over tonight," Cynthia answered with a sigh of relief.
"Well, then I guess it's settled. Thank you Ms. Wurlwright," McGonagal said as she got up to leave.
An orphanage staff person went over to Tom and Harrison's house that night and found that it was and ideal living condition for a child. They even had a room set aside for a baby and everything was baby-proofed.
The next day Harrison and Tom came over early and did paperwork all morning then, at noon, Harry said farewell to Kimber Memorial forever. They had christened him Harry, (it was close to Harrison anyway), Potter Barkler, (a combination of Barkley and Tyler).
The first day of family life dawned at 5:00 a.m., which was when Harry got up. The two men were happy to see their son. They had been waiting for a long time to get a child and finally they had one that suited them perfectly. They had breakfast and then decided to go to the park. Harrison and Tom wanted to show Harry off to all their friends.
"OHHHH," a man in tight leather pants squealed running up to the couple. "That's him! What's his full name?" the man, (Colin Combs), asked, tickling Harry's cheek.
"Harry Potter Barkler," Tom said proudly.
"Oh that's just precious!" Colin exclaimed.
A/N- So how do you like it so far? I just wanted to relay in this fic how much I support homosexuality and how loved those kids who get adopted by them are. Anyway, the next chapter is going to be funnier so please REVIEW!!!!!