The fogged dusk cast a despairingly gloomy scene. There were no stars and a new moon. Vernon Dursley stood at his living room window. He was, with vivid detail, remembering the conversation he, Harry and Petunia had last year. Harry had arrived back from his freak show school three days ago. He had barely left his room. Petunia placed a hand on his shoulder.

"What's wrong dear?" She asked tentatively.

"Nothing. I know we do not really like our nephew but I fear he is depressed. It may be about something that will affect this entire household. We should speak to him. It has been three days."

"Oh my gosh. I forgot. Well I didn't but… We have to speak to him." Vernon nodded and walked up the stairs.

***

Harry lay in a foetal curl on his bed. Hedwig's cage stood open in the corner. He heard to sets of footfalls ascending the narrow staircase. One set were light, barely making any sound they had to be Petunia's. The other were heavy they were Vernon's. They stopped outside his door. Harry uncurled his limbs and sat up. They knocked the door quietly before stepping in. For some reason Petunia stepped over and hugged him. Harry sat rigidly before she released him.

"I'm sorry Harry. We came to make sure you are alright." Harry stared at her. Maybe, just maybe they were heeding the warning they were given. Harry stood up and motioned for them to sit in the bed. He took the desk chair.

"Harry, would you be willing to tell us what happened on Halloween? Please?" That was Petunia. Harry nodded.

"A few days before Halloween Professor Dumbledore, my head teacher, was interviewing a woman. She was a seer by the name of Sybill Trelawney. During the interview she went into a trance, She prophesised and I can remember this 'The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches, born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have a power the Dark Lord knows not, and either will die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives, the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies' A Death Eater, one of Voldemort's minions he is the 'Dark Lord', was listening outside the door. He ran of to his master and told what he had heard however he only heard the first half. Voldemort assumed it was of me the prophecy spoke. There is another boy who I am friends with who was so close to being in my position. My parents had taken precautions though once they heard this. They performed a Fidelius Charm-"

"What on earth is that boy?"

"It is a spell which allows someone or something to be hidden. The knowledge is kept by the people who cast the spell. This knowledge is placed inside a Secret Keeper. Sirius Black was their Secret Keeper. He however persuaded Peter Pettigrew to be the Secret Keeper. Peter told Voldemort and Voldemort went to my parents house. He blasted open the door. My dad told my mum to run. To get me out. He was killed. Voldemort stepped over his body towards my mother. She ran. She ran into my nursery. She stood in front of my cot pleading with Voldemort. He told to stand aside you silly girl. All I want is Harry. She refused. He performed the killing curse. He turned his wand on me. When he uttered the spell it rebounded upon him. It didn't kill him. But he described himself as nothing more than the meanest ghost. He fled. From what I know he fled to Albania. Which is were Wormtail, Peter, found him. Just before the Quidditch World Cup."

"W-What has actually happened to you during your school years?" Asked Petunia. Harry was surprised to see she was sobbing.

"A Professor whose first name I never learnt stumbled upon Voldemort. Voldemort took possession of Quirrell I went to school. I got onto the school team. Hagrid, the man that came and took me, slipped up a few times when he was talking to me. He revealed information that he shouldn't have. Hagrid was given a dragon egg by a cloaked person in a pub for information on Fluffy. His giant three headed dog. Fluffy was guarding the entrance to a series of rooms underneath the castle. In those rooms was the Philosophers Stone. I went and got it. In the last room I met and fought Voldemort. I fell unconscious for three days."

"What is the Philosophers Stone?"

"It is a small, blood red stone made by Nicholas Flammel. It can turn any metal into pure gold and produces the elixir of life which makes the drinker immortal. It was destroyed." Harry looked at his door. Dudley was stood there. His mouth was hanging open. He walked in and sat on the remaining half of the bed.

"What about your second year?" asked Dudley.

***

Harry sat there for nearly three hours before they left. He jumped violently when Professor McGonagall apparated into his room.

"I'm sorry. May I speak to your relatives?" Harry nodded and stood up, beckoning to her to follow. It wasn't overly late so there was a chance the Dursleys were still up. He knocked on the Living room door. Petunia jumped a mile and Vernon grunted in shock. Dudley however smiled to Harry and the strange witch.

"Who're you?" asked Petunia.

"I am Minerva McGonagall Transfiguration teacher of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I am also the Deputy Headmistress. I need to speak with you all."

"Wha'dya want?" asked Vernon rudely.

"Harry's godfather was murdered little ever a week ago and you obviously don't give a damn." Harry stared at the floor. Vernon sat up a little straighter.

"YOU FAILED TO TELL US THAT LITTLE DETAIL DIDN'T YOU BOY!" he shouted charging over to Harry. Harry seemed resigned to something horrible. McGonagall was frozen in shock. Harry couldn't move. He was standing next to the fire place. Vernon punched Harry's face. Harry fell backwards. His head hit the marble hearth. The brutal punishment didn't end there however. Vernon kicked Harry savagely several times before McGonagall shouted

"Impedimenta!" Vernon froze. "Patroni Comunicatus. Professor Dumbledore I need your help. Quickly." She flicked her wand and the tabby patronus disappeared. "Incarcerous" She said binding Harry's uncle. Dudley looked scared and so did Petunia. But she realised that Vernon had gone too far this time. Minerva knelt, with a little difficulty, next to Harry. The back of his head was bleeding and his arm had broken when Vernon kicked him. A shard of bone was visible through the skin and blood. There was a bang. Albus stood in the room. He took one look at Harry and said

"Why is Harry hurt?" He sounded calm but you could see the rage in his eyes. Their usual twinkle was replaced by a harsh burning fire.

"He didn't tell Vernon Sirius was dead. He just found out and attacked him." Albus waved his wand and a little pot of Floo Powder.

"Incendio" He threw a pinch in. "Hogwarts Hospital Wing." He stuck his head through.

***

Poppy Pomfrey sat at her desk writing an order form for bandages. She heard a slight cough. Sh jumped.

"What can I do for you Albus?"

"Go to Number Four Privet Drive. Quickly." He disappeared. Privet Drive? Wasn't that were….

"Oh no…" She quickly grabbed some Floo Powder and stepped into the fire "Number Four Privet Drive" When she had entered the house she tripped over Minerva's legs. Albus caught her and led her over to Potter.