Author's Note: In relation to this story, Harry Potter has been moved forward in time. This takes place during Harry's childhood and after the events of Charmed. I have done it this way because Harry and Wyatt will be approximately the same age. I do not own either Harry Potter or its characters nor do I own Charmed or any of the characters.
Chapter One – Minerva's Choice and Revelations
Minerva McGonagall's body heaved with a deep sigh. The black haired woman sat at her desk behind a large pile of paperwork needing to be done before September and the students arrive in the castle. A little known fact about this witch is that she is in fact a Grandmother and was a godmother before the god-child's death nearly 3 years back. Her godson was James Charlus Potter, father of her grandson, Harry James Potter. The stern witch had gone through a blood adoption of her godson's eventual wife, Lily Evans after the death of her birth parents when she was only 16 years of age.
One of the very few people who knows this is Minerva's secret husband, and best friend, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. The two had desperately wanted to take in their adoptive grandchild after James and Lily's deaths, and even could have done so legally due to the blood adoption of Lily and Minerva being James's godmother, but had learnt of an Ancient magic protecting the babe. Through his mother's sacrifice the child is protected by her love as long as he resides with her blood which, despite the blood adoption ritual, does not include the Headmaster / Deputy Headmistress duo, as much as the two wished it did.
Minerva stole a glance at the calendar on her desk. July 31st, Harry's birthday. 'He'll be 4 today' the Scotswoman thought to herself. 'I've got to see him' she thought. Both she and Albus have checked up on the child while posing as mere random passersby, but now is due time the couple check up on him as themselves.' And so the formidable witch rose from her seat and strode towards her husband's office at a brisk pace. Muttering the password when reaching the Griffin, she strolled up the rising spiral staircase and into the Headmaster's office.
"Min! What are you doing up here? You said this morning that you have a rather substantial amount of paperwork to do today" the white haired man asked pleasantly, giving his spouse a chaste kiss. "It's Harry's 4th birthday today" Minerva stated conversationally, watching for the man's reaction. Albus smiled sadly, both he and Minerva knew their grandson wasn't treated the best nor as any decent human being should be but the magic protecting him ensures the young child's safety against Death Eaters looking for revenge against Harry for their master's demise. "I want to see him Albus. Our grandson is treated awfully by his aunt and her family and I cannot stand idly by any longer." Minerva says with agitation showing in her grassy green eyes.
Albus looked at his wonderful wife and said "Min, it's dangerous but of course, you're right. Come, it is no so late. Let us be off." The Transfiguration professor looks at her husband with shock for a second before she beams brightly and sprints out of the office towards the gate, knowing full well, her husband is right behind her. The two magicals stop outside the gate outside Hogwarts castle, grasp each others' hand and twist on the spot, vanishing from the location with a Crack! They re-appear outside a house which looks identical to all the others on the street, the only difference being the number 4 next to the letterbox on the door. Albus knocked and the two waited politely. A tall, thin woman with a long neck and bleach blonde hair answers the door, sees Minerva and Albus and storms away leaving the door ajar, only to return a few second later dragging a young child with her. The child was small in stature and had short messy black hair and emerald green eyes. Minerva and Albus would recognise those eyes anywhere, those were the eyes of Lily Potter nee Evans, and this was their Grandson, Harry himself. Minerva knelt down and enveloped the child in her arms immediately as the tall thin woman, Petunia Dursley nee Evans (Harry's aunt) practically throws the young one towards the couple. "Take the Freak. We don't want him here. He's just like her." Petunia spat. Minerva saw red, passed the small boy to her husband, who immediately began to lead him away and explain to him who they are, knowing Minerva's Fire (as he calls her hot temper), was going to make a sudden appearance.
"You don't want him. YOU DON'T WANT HIM! HE IS YOUR NEPHEW GIRL!" Minerva shouts once she is certain Harry won't be able to hear her. "He is no blood of mine. He is a freak, just like she was." Petunia spat viciously, raising Minerva's ire even more. "SHE WAS YOUR SISTER YOU HORRIBLE BAOBH! SHE IS DEAD AND THE LEAST YOU CAN DO FOR HER, YOUR BLOOD SISTER, IS TO CARE FOR HER CHILD!" Minerva snarled, itching to take her wand and turn the horse-like woman into an actual equine. "She was not my sister. I was going through the attic, hoping to find a picture of myself, Lily and my parents together, so as to give the freak so he will at least know what she looks like and I found something much better. Lily was adopted. Her name wasn't even Lily, it was Pandora Halliwell, and she was a twin to some Paige or something like that. That boy is not my nephew, and yet I fed him, clothed him and bathed someone who doesn't even deserve that because of his freakishness, but I did so because he was family, but he's not. I expect compensation." Petunia says before passing said adoption papers to the emerald robe wearing witch and even a picture of Lily to give Harry before turning around and slamming the door shut in her face.
Minerva started when she realised that the name Halliwell is famous, and just who this name belongs to. She skips over to the playing grandfather and grandson. "Albus! I have some news!" Minerva sings happily as she lifts Harry and swings him around, who laughs happily, fully realizing that he no longer is alone and stuck with the Dursleys, he now has a chance of escape from Uncle Vernon and Dudley. "What is it Min" Albus asks, smiling at his wife. "Lily was never an Evans; Harry doesn't have to stay with them ever again! And even better, he'll be much safer with his true family." Minerva exclaims with happiness oozing from her voice. "And, pray tell, what was dear Lily's family name?" "Halliwell" Albus' eyes widen in shock. "She was a Halliwell?" "Yes. Lily had the potential to be a Charmed One! Harry is going to be with a loving family that can protect him even better than we could combined, and that's not including the Magic that protects him through Lily's sacrifice. We have to take him there!" Minerva says before she grabs Albus' arm and apparates away.