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Rating: M...but, once again, you probably knew that. Oh, yeah. Why...I need to have it Rated M...hmm. Well, *Clears throat* F**CKING INCEST, along with beating, abuse and the cursing, definitely the cursing. Oh, I mean me, not the story...maybe Minerva too. Also, I like the freedom to add more warnings later and M just covers it all. Also...SLASH YOU F**KING HOMOPHOBS! SLASH! I hope everyone else loves the story and reviews.
Pairings: (Yay...more formalities…) VD/DD LMD/DM ((Yep)) HP/DD/DM RW/HG Others.
The Meddling Old Witch and the Spell.
Minerva McGonagall was not one to back down in the best of conditions, much less when she knew her worries were justified. She did not trust those muggles! Not in the least! However she would have abided by Albus's wishes and left the family alone, were it not for an odd whim by one of the three sisters fate.
You see, one of the sisters had spared a girl by the name of Magnolia Shepherds uncle during the first war. You might wonder what this has to do with Harry, but every action causes ripples across time and space.
It was because this uncle lived that Magnolias mother met her father and because of this that Magnolia her self was born. Magnolia was a girl fascinated by protection spells, especially those created by Parents for their children.
It was during her third year that Magnolia went to her beloved Professor McGonagall with a strange wartime spell she had unearthed. It was created by a Halfblood woman more then 500 years prior and had not been used more than a dozen times in its history. The mother had created the spell in order to hide her only child from certain death. She had taken her baby and given it to a muggle Queen, placing the Queen and the King under the spell of her own creation. "Puer cordis tui" also known as the Cuckoo Spell.
However the spell had a few obvious fallbacks. First, it only worked with one child, second, it only worked on muggles and third, the child in every case had loved the muggles more than their wizarding family. The spell was also marred by the fact that it had failed to protect its first charge. As much as the Queen and King had loved the baby, it had not stopped the child from later being burnt at the stake by the Catholic Church. This had caused a war, lasting more than 29 years in the kingdom, eventually ending with its complete destruction. Catholicism, however, survived.
The book Magnolia found however failed to tell the spells faults or it's grim past. It simply told the use along with its incantation and movements.
The students question had been simple, had this spell been used during the last war, was it common? Magnolia, being Pureblood had thought the spell quite smart. Minerva was forced to agree.
The nagging feeling that the Dursley were unfit would not leave. It was not long before the old witch got it into her head that it would do no harm to at least check on Harry and to put her mind at ease about his treatment, after all the child had already been at that house for nearly half a year. As long as the baby didn't see her, he would not be distressed and non would be the wiser. It was the perfect plan. How was she to know that the sister was pulling her strings with a wicked smirk. The sister did not like the plan that was in place, it was no fun. This was a much better twist.
McGonagall apperated too Little Whining and silently placed a notice me not charm upon her self, before making her way to Privet Drive. Once there she stood under the shade of a tree, watching as people came and went, all without seeing her, after all she was a talented witch. It was not long before she spotted Petunia Dursley out with the fattest baby she had ever seen, well...it was now the fattest toddler she had ever seen as she had seen it before.
"BOY! GO GET DUDDERS BOTTLE!" The horse faced woman screeched. It was then that a small form, swamped in oversized clothing ran out, its thin arms holding the bottle. The thing was so thin that at first the Magic Professor thought it was a house elf. But, they did not have hair like that...messy black hair... "Harry…" The woman breathed, clutching her heart. It was then that the spell flashed through her mind. 'It can't hurt… It will just make those horrible people view him as their child… Yes...It can't hurt...' She thought. When Vernon Dursley pulled up Minerva thought to make her move, waiting for the family to go inside, then brandishing her wand, following them in. She had a future student to save...