Albus Dumbledore arrived outside of Number Four late at night. Looking around, he took out his deluminator and turned off all the street lights on the block. He knew that everyone in the neighborhood was sleeping of course, but he wanted to take all the necessary precautions just in case. Spotting the tabby cat sitting on the wall, he smiled to himself and hummed quietly. After a minute, the cat turned into a woman, possibly the sternest looking woman that Dumbledore had ever seen.
"Fancy seeing you here professor McGonagall" He said and she walked to stand beside him.
The woman sniffed, "I'd rather not be here truth be told. I've been watching these people all day. Albus, they won't be a good family at all for young Delila".
Dumbledore sighed, "Come now my dear, you can't possibly mean that".
Right after he said that, four more people appeared a couple feet away from them, all wearing different colored robes. Upon seeing them, Dumbledore paled slightly while McGonagall smiled lightly at them.
The one who appeared to be the youngest, decided to lead the way over to where the pair was standing. It was a man who solely based on his appearance, seemed to be no older than 21 years old. His aura told a different story. He sneered at the house and turned to Dumbledore, "You not really thinking about leaving Delila here, are you, you old fool? She won't last a month here".
Dumbledore looked at the man in front of him trying to appear wise, inside he was shaking with fear, "I don't really see what business it is of your Salazar".
Salazar Slytherin rolled his eyes, "It is my business. Since her real guardian couldn't be here for her, fate has picked me to care for the child".
Behind him, someone cleared their throat, making him smirk a little, "Actual, all four of us will be caring for the girl. You headmaster, will not be".
At his declaration, another person stepped forward. Godric Gryffindor smiled happily, "So, as soon as Hagrid gets here, we'll be taking the girl and going".
McGonagall Stared at him with narrowed eyes, "What makes you think that we can trust you?"
Another person spoke, only this time it was a female, "Please, we truly mean the child no harm. We only want her to have a good childhood, one she won't have if she stays here".
"You have the founders' oath, that should be good enough for everyone". Another female voice spoke, only this one sounded firmer, more direct then the last one did.
"Speaking of the child, where is she?" Salazar muttered at he looked at the sky. He was getting impatient; they had been getting the house ready all day. He was ready to go to sleep.
Helga stepped up and put a hand on his shoulder, "Be patient my love, Hagrid will be here soon enough".
Behind them, Godric rolled his eyes making Professor McGonagall giggle softly. Rowena smirked when she her and slipped her hand through Godric's.
They all waited another a couple more minutes in silence until they heard a loud noise coming from the sky. Looking up, they all saw what looked like to be a motorcycle heading for them. Salazar covered his eyes and groaned along with Professor McGonagall while everyone else looked up in amazement.
Helga was the first to step forward when the motorcycle hit the ground, mainly to stop Dumbledore from getting his hands on the child. She smiled at the half-giant who stepped off the motorcycle holding a little baby in his arms, "Hello Hagrid, my name is Ann. Dumbledore has arranged for me to take baby Delila from you".
Dumbledore tried to speak, tried to refute what the woman had said, but found that no noise was coming out of his mouth. He glared at Godric who smirked at him, wand twirling in his hand.
Hagrid surveyed the scene around him with interest and confusion. He clearly heard Dumbledore say that baby Delila Potter was going to be places with the Dursley's for her protection.
Salazar sighed and stepped next to Helga, taking the baby from Hagrid. He glanced down at the tiny girl and felt a small smile graze his face. He tried to hide it from his wife, but she caught a glimpse of it too, making her face light up.
Godric looked between the pair and stepped next to them, it was his turn to talk, "Hagrid, where is Sirius Black? I was under the impression that the motorcycle belonged to him?".
Hagrid nodded his head and looked at the young founder, "He gave it to me to keep safe. Said he wouldn't need it anymore".
Rowena shook her head, "You should have brought him with you Hagrid, you know that he's going to go after Peter Pettigrew, don't you?".
Professor McGonagall gasped, "Why would he do such a thing?".
Helga turned to look at the professor, "Peter Pettigrew was the secret keeper for Lily and James. Not many people know that. Our guess is that Peter told Tom Riddle where the Potter's lived, and Sirius found out about it".
Dumbledore looked around in panic, he of course knew that Peter was working for Voldemort. He knew from the beginning. But having people find out about Sirius to this early in the game was something that he definitely didn't want. Clearing his throat, he decided to speak out, "Please, let me take Delila. The blood wards will protect her". He made to take Delila from Salazar, but was met with a furious glare from the founder.
"Don't you dare touch this child headmaster. You know that those blood wards don't work. They only provide protection for Delila if the family she's with will actually love her and treat her like a normal human being. You know full well that the Dursley's will do nothing like that!", Salazar said that in his iciest voice, effectively getting the headmaster to move back a couple feet.
The professor smirked and looked around, "It's good to know that Ms. Potter will be cared for by people who will love her and treat her like a decent human being. I look forward to having her as a student one day. Now, if you will excuse me, I have papers that need to be graded". With that, she disappeared leaving a very shocked headmaster behind.
Rowena walked up behind Dumbledore and prodded him in the back with her wand, "I believe that was your cue to leave headmaster. If you don't mind, my friends and I would like to get some rest. As you know, dealing with children can be draining at times". She stood next to the rest of the founders and grinned at the old man until all four founders disappeared a minute later.
Albus Dumbledore was mad. There was no denying it. He was mad that fate allowed the founders to come back. He was mad that Delila Potter had slipped through his fingers. He was just mad that nothing went his way. But being the head light wizard had its privileges, he could put fear into the whole wizarding community if need be. He could inform the newspapers, and then everyone would be searching for Delila Potter. Someone would find her, he knew. Smiling to himself, Dumbledore apparated to the Ministers office to speak to the current minister in hopes that at least one meddling reporter would be there. He would get Delila Potter back if it killed him.
***Malfoy Manor***
Narcissa Malfoy looked at her two twin boys with so much love in her eyes that no one could possibly take away. She sighed sadly though when she thought about her husband. Lucious Malfoy was at another deatheater meeting, one he had called himself incidentally. She knew that the dark lord wasn't really dead, and it was a matter of time until he would return. She however, wanted no part in it. She wanted to just take away her two boys and run away. But she knew that wouldn't be an option. Her marriage contract would never allow it.
She also knew that Lucious already had a favorite son. Draco, the one with pure blond hair, had captured his attention. She knew that Lucius would want him to become a death eater one day. She hoped that Draco wouldn't, but at only one year and 6 months old, no one could really tell. Her attention turned next to Draco's twin, Toberius. Toberius had light brown hair, and was perhaps the calmest of the two. He never cried, only observed.
"I won't let daddy get to you my dear ones. He'll never make you death eaters. I promise". Narcissa knew that her promise would probably be in vain. But she would try her hardest. She was also grieving. The world had lost an amazing couple that night. Both Potter's were dead, leaving Little Lyla Potter alone.
Narcissa sighed as she thought about her cousin Sirius Black. He may be the black sheep of the Black family, but she had to admit that he had a decent head on his shoulder. He was always a good friend to James Potter. She just hoped that he wouldn't do anything stupid, like go after Peter Pettigrew. If he did, he wouldn't be seeing his goddaughter for a very long time.
Laying down on her bed, Narcissa thought about what was in store for her family. She knew that the future could be very bright, and also very bleak. But the Malfoy's could stand up to anything she knew. So would she.