Warning the following story is a fan fiction meaning the plot will be changed and some characters will appear OC if you do not like this I recommend to reading/watching the original I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING.
Albus are you sure of what you are doing, an elderly woman asked as she nervously watched around scarred someone was watching what they were doing in the pale moon light.
My dear Minerva if I wasn't sure I would not be doing it, the now identified Albus answered calmly with his long white beard and colorful robes he was a stark contrast to the muggle dressed woman walking next to him, in his arms he was carrying a small child of about 3 years old having black messy hair and holding on to a small blanket.
Still Minerva continued is it really for the best to drop him here I know more than enough parents who would love to raise him as their own.
With a sigh Albus answered as if they had already had this conversation a thousand times before, I know that my dear Minerva, I myself also know enough that would love to raise young Harry, unfortunately, he said sharply before Minerva could get some steam and somehow convince him of something else {like the time she had convinced him to take a vacation just after the war, when he had returned all the ghosts had been banished Severus was on his way to Azkaban and half of Slytherin was suspended} it is not our decision to make.
At those words Minerva visibly deflated making her look many years older than she originally was, to think both James and Lily would change so radically in just a few months she softly whispered.
It had happened just a few weeks after the Halloween incident, somehow young Tomas had managed to defeat lord Voldemort the most feared dark lord of the century when he was only one year old after that the family had been invited by almost every minister of magic {especially when it was time for elections} and slowly they had started to forget and neglect their oldest son.
I know Minerva be thankful that we at least are allowed to say good bye Albus said his voice sounding broken, every time Lily and James left with Tomas he was asked to watch over Harry and he couldn't help but grow attached to the child.
Why would they want him to grow up here Albus? When she was young Lily always complained of how her sister acted because Lily had magic and she had not, Minerva complained.
I honestly don't know Minerva all we can do is wait till young Harry turns eleven and help him adjust to his new live, while saying this tears had started to fall from his eyes dropping onto the young child.
Seeing this he quickly wiped his eyes before it would wake the child.
Ensuring that a heating charm had been applied to the young potter heir both Minerva and Albus stood watching not knowing what to say but also in no hurry to leave.
Eventually it was the elder wizard that broke away first, with a spin he disappeared to his office where a large bottle of fire whisky was waiting for him, after that the elderly witch started to walk away turned around once and mumbled something that sounded as good luck harry potter turning back around and transforming in a cat she quickly left not trusting herself to stay to long lest she took the child with her.
After that the street returned to its calm and normal state that was until a fare away clock announced that it was midnight and a shadow started walking down the street.
Unlike the witch and wizard that had tried to fit in or where in wizarding robes this one was wearing a business suit had grey hair and a dark tan, he was also straight on his way to the child that had been put in front of number 4 private drive.
Arriving he did not even hesitate in his stride as if he had already long ago know that a child would be laying in the cold on this night.
Picking him up he turned around and left the street returning the normality to private drive as he made himself one with the shadows.
It would be many years till Harry would return to England and by that time almost none would recognize him,
somewhere in Europe
When will he get here? a tall man asked sounding like a small child waiting for Christmas, he had black hair blue eyes and was wearing a red trench coat, on his head completely out of place was a cowboy head in a dark color, calm yourself Marcus he will return swiftly as he does always, a tall woman answered, she had crimson hair brown eyes and was wearing military style clothing.
You called a man's voice sounded from the front door when he came in it was revealed to be the man that took away young Harry, Albert your back the man shouted happily running up to him and holding out his hands, and did get something for us, at this the woman appeared behind him smacking him hard on the back of his head, please learn to restrain yourself she sighed obviously she had this conversation before.
Good to see that nothing has changed Zoe Marcus he said with a small chuckle and yes I did bring something, at these words he pulled away a blanket of a small boy about three Years of age sleeping peace fully.
What's his name Zoe asked as Marcus had gone to a corner crying, this young child his harry James potter and though he doesn't know yet he will be my apprentice and your college when he is old enough.
Alright one question Marcus said as he had moved out of his corner, where did you find him?
At this Albert's smile grew as he said, that my friend is a long tale.
And the end
Next chapter we skip a few years and see harry bond with his first titan till then the best of luck to all you readers.
