Albus Dumbledore stared into his good friend Minerva's eyes, Albus could only just make out the tears welling up in them, Minerva's eyes shone bright amongst the darkness that cloaked Privet Drive. The stillness of night was only interrupted by a sound which came from the sky, only it sounded like an old engine, yet still, Minerva and Albus did not break their stare. Albus could now see tears beginning to roll down the professors aging face, and trickle onto her robes.
When she heard the engine come to a stop, Minerva pulled out of her trance and turned away from Albus, fetching her handkerchief as she did so. After she had wiped her eyes of tears, she gave a sniff and corrected her posture. Minerva felt empty, something she hadn't felt so strongly since before she had known Lily, she tried not to imagine what had happened to Lily and James that night, but couldn't help it, she could feel the tears struggling to escape, but held them back.
No one said a word as Hagrid rose from his bike, holding Harry to his chest. He walked cheerlessly towards the professors with his head lowered. "Lumos" Albus said quietly, the end of his wand let a warm light out of the end.
Minerva, Albus and Hagrid all looked at Harry in unison, he was wrapped in a baby blue blanket and in his tiny fist, he clentched a chunk of Hagrid's thick beard. Harry looked the size of a flea against Hagrid, though at this moment Hagrid seemed to be more vulnerable than the infant.
Hagrid looked up at Albus with pleading eyes which were overflowing with tears. "Please,d-dumbledore,sir-" hagrid tried in a trembling voice.
"He's safe here, Hagrid." Said dumbledore in an almost stern voice.
"Albus, you must understand, these muggles, you must understand, I have been watching them all day and they are really, well, horrible." Minerva said quickly, in hopes of changing Albus's mind on the matter.
However, after she looked back into Albus's eyes, she quickly realised even he didn't seem sure of what he had just said.
"But-" Minerva started.
"But that's all, Minerva, these mugglesare his only family" Dumbledore interrupted with a waver in his voice.
They both looked up at Hagrid who was now uncontrollably sobbing rather loudly, as he held a sleeping Harry even closer to his chest.
Now belly sobbing, Hagrid layed the sleeping child on the step outside the door of number 4 Privet Drive. Hagrid got down on his knees and rose one hand to wipe is face of tears, while rummaging around his pockets with the other. He pulled out a letter and carefully placed it on the boy, he then stayed kneeling beside the boy who had just awoken, and looked him in the eye, even Hagrid recognised they looked like his mothers, the thought of Harry's Parents brought on more tears.
After Hagrid had gotten up to his feet, Minerva decided it was her turn to say farewell to Harry. Students at Hogwarts seemed to believe Professor McGonagall was a strict, harsh woman, which although she might have been, she also cared deeply for many of her students as though they were her own. Minerva knelt beside baby Harry, she looked worryingly at the scar on his forehead, it had to hurt, yet, Harry didn't seem at all bothered. Harry resembled his parents, particularly his father, more than Minerva would have liked in this moment. She once again broke in to tears. Minerva planted a soft kiss on Harry's forehead, she couldn't bare the emptiness she felt at that moment, Lily was like a daughter to her and James almost as much, now all that was left of them was going to have to live with the most foul muggles she'd ever seen. She tried not to think about how much better his life would be if he were left in her care.
Reaching for her handkerchief, Minerva stood and turned from Harry, she wiped the tears from her face, which soon returned, she wouldn't dream to leave without Harry.
After a minute of silence Albus decided it was best for them to leave, he knew Hagrid and Minerva weren't happy about where Harry was going for the next 10 years, and he wasn't sure he was happy about it either, but he had to refused to let Harry go anywhere else.
"Good luck," Albus whispered into the night.
"I'll see you in 10 years."
A few seconds passed before Hagrid interrupted.
"Well, err, I best be off" he sniffled, returning to his bike and leaving for the sky.
"Minerva?" Albus started in Minerva's direction, the two were standing alone in the dark street.
"Are you sure he'll be alright?" Minerva asked, weakly.
"You know I wouldn't let anyone hurt this child now." Albus replied to his friends question.
Minerva accepted this answer and began making her way slowly down Privet drive, barely visible amongst the dark shadows in her black robes.
After she had left, Dumbledore was left standing in the muggle street, once he was ready he put out the light of his wand and rang the doorbell, before apparating away into the cold of night.
Harry Potter was left alone on Privet drive that night, with only the worlds worst muggles for company. Little did he know, the next ten years of his life were destined to be the worst of anyone's on the street.