Disclaimers:

1. I do not own either movies or books. (If I did my bank account wouldn't be in the low hundreds)

2. Timeline alteration (Major pain in the a$$ to work out)

3. Slight AU for both

"A promotion!" Petunia shrieked in delight.

"That's right Pet," Vernon boasted, "You are looking at the manager of the new over sea Grunnings branch."

"Oh Vernon!" Petunia hugged her over sized husband.

"We'll have to move though," Vernon began, "all paid, first class all the way, movers from the finest packaging company, and the school Dudley will be attending, the finest."

"I can't wait," she squealed, before frowning as if she were remembering something foul, "the freak," she muttered.

"I'm selling his ticket, for an economy class ticket," he grunted, "the only benefit of him coming is the extra bags for us," he explained, before taking a seat on the couch next to Dudley, who was watching some kid show, "all he'll need is small bag, not like the freak has much!" he laughed.

The 'freak' they were speaking of was in its cupboard located under the stair, the 'freak' was actually a small boy of four, unlike his oversized cousin and uncle, he was undersized, much too small to be four. This little boy as many of you may know, this is Harry James Potter, The Boy Who Lived, Savior of the Wizarding World, but all this common knowledge to us, the wizarding world and a few others, was not know to one very important person, who was him, Harry did not know any of this, in fact he didn't even know his own name.

Harry sat in his cupboard, actually excited, because for once, his relative would have to take where there were going. He knew he would have a lot work to do before they leave, he would most likely have to all the luggage down.

He of course was right, the Dursleys' had week until their flight, after the movers took care of everything that wasn't included with the house, that was done in two day, Dudley was throwing numerous tantrums, for many reason, having to move, leaving his friends, people touching his stuff (the movers, and on occasion Harry). Harry had to clean the house from top to bottom, he had to dust, sweep, and polish inside the house, and outside he had to tend to the garden, clean out the gutters, and anything that popped into the Dursleys' heads, and by the time it was for take off, Harry was glad to be as far away as possible from the Dursleys' on the plane, their seats were on the first row of first class, while Harry's seat was at last row in the economy class. It was enjoyable for Harry for the first thirty minutes at least.

"Attention passages, due to unforseen circumstances, we will be landing in Evey within the hour. Sorry for the inconvenience."

Like the pilot announced the plane landed in Evry, and Harry was sadly reunited with the Dursley. After an hour of waiting in the airport, an announcement was made, it was that multiple planes would have a layover until tomorrow evening, due to the flooding of La Seine, there were many last minute bookings and the airport felt the near to extend the delay to a layover. That of didn't sit with the Dursley who complained all the way to their hotel room.

It was during dinner in hotel's restaurant, Vernon came up with a cruel idea, due to the couple dining next to them.

"I know it's just a movie, but still it was so sad," the woman said, dabbing her eyes, "really, the child sees her mother for the first time in years only to fall into the Seine and drown, that was terrible!"

"Dear, it was just movie," the man said, "no real parent would leave there child to such cruel people like those in the movie."

"I guess," the couple soon finished their meal and left, and soon after the Dursley followed.

"I don't know Vernon," Petunia said, "what if 'They' find out?"

"That just it love," Vernon reassured, "the chances are he'll fall and drown, it will be years before the find its body," Vernon placed a hand on hers, "by then we'll be long gone, don't know why I didn't think of it before."

"If you think it's a good idea, I suppose-

"Of course it is Pet," Vernon walked over to the closet, "I'll take care of it now in fact."

Opening the door to the closet, his found Harry sleeping as peaceful as one could, when sleeping in such a confined area.

"Boy wake up," he kicked Harry's side, a rather painful way for a four year old to wake to, "hurry it up."

"Vernon a moment," glaring at Harry, Vernon made his way to his wife, and began to whisper to one another, soon after Vernon went over to the couch, turn the telly on and began to watch the news. While Petunia faced a dousy Harry, and forced a smiled on.

"Harry, Vernon wants to show you something special, but first you need to get ready," she began to lead Harry toward the bathroom, "First a nice warm bath, Hmm?" Minutes later a clean, happy, and slightly confused Harry exited the bathroom, dressed in his better clothes.

"Harry before you leave, would you help me?" Petunia asked taking out a loaf and few other sandwich contexts, "Would you make a few sandwiches for tomorrow while I take care of few things. Nodding Harry went to work, while Petunia began to put a pack together, his baby blanket, slightly torn from one of Dudley's tantrum, some of his better cloths, and the rest in trash bag. Grabbing two bottles of water, and a few of the wrapped sandwiches Harry had made, placing them in the pack, she spoke to her husband, telling him to toss the trash bag in a bin somewhere just as Harry walked over to tell Petunia he was done, and shortly afterwards Harry and Vernon were on a train to Paris, only moments into the ride, Harry had fallen asleep.

Well that's it for now, not a lot, but the next chapter should be longer (hopefully). Hope you enjoyed it. And to be honest I don't think this will be a long story. Feel free to ask questions, criticize, flame, and review.