Prologue

A whispered conversation was going on between two adults at number 4 Privet Drive. The first of the two was an overly, obese man with brown hair and brown eyes. The other was a horse-like woman with blond hair and blue eyes.

"Vernon, lets just put him in St. James or something" the blond woman said impatiently glaring at the little bundle on the table.

"Let's just do that. You stay here with Dudley, while I take this thing to St. James" Vernon said.

Petunia nodded and went off to tend to their son Dudley who had started crying upstairs. Not even giving the bundle on the table a second glance.

Vernon roughly grabbed the bundle on the table and his car keys before rushing out of the house. He climbed into his car, buckled up after dropping the bundle on the seat next to him. Then he drove off towards the orphanage.

15 Minutes Later

Vernon pulled away from a building after dropping his nephew off on the steps and placing a note in the bundle so someone would see it. Without even a backward glance he drove off quickly so he could get back to his wife and son.

Unbeknownst to him a man had been watching from the shadows across the street. The man had brown hair and deep brown eyes. This was Mark Granger, right-hand man to Adrian McGrath Mafia boss of London and the surrounding area. Mark had known Adrian since he was two. Mark's father had been Adrian's father's head of security, a title that now belonged to Mark. The two were extremely close, as close as brothers some would say. Adrian was the godfather to Mark's daughter Hermione or 'Mione as people usually called the little girl who was a year and a half.

Mark was at the orphanage for one reason. Money. The owner of the orphanage had borrowed money from Adrian and he hadn't payed him back yet. So Mark had been sent to get the money, Mark always got the money when no one else could.

Mark had been standing there for a little over 2 hours, it was 0400 and he needed to get back to his daughter soon. Mark's wife and son had been killed in a raid along with Adrian's wife and daughter a little over a month ago. Adrian and Mark probably would not be alive if they hadn't been running late to dinner, the limo had developed a flat and it had made them late. When they had arrived the place had been a wreck and Hermione was the only one alive in the restaurant. For some reason they hadn't seen her but they saw her twin, 'sister', Godmother, and Mother along with the security force. Adrian and Mark had been upset thinking they had lost everyone until Hermione had crawled out from underneath a table making them a lot happier for they still had her.

Mark was looking at the bundle that wasn't moving even as the temperature dropped. Concerned Mark slipped over to the bundle and picked it up. A little face with black untidy hair peeked out from the blankets. The boy stirred and smiled sleepily at Mark before falling back asleep. Marl smiled at the boy before going back to his post with the baby. Then he noticed a small note tucked between a layer. Being very careful he removed the note. It read:

To whom it may concern;

My name is Harry James Potter and I am a little over a year and a half. My parents were killed earlier this evening in a accident. My birthday is July 31st and I have no other family. Please take good care of me.

H.J.P

After reading the note a few times Mark looked down at the little boy. Smiling slightly at the sleeping boy, Mark noticed the owner was here. Quickly placing Harry in the car he walked over to the owner. The owner seeing him, grabbed a bag out of his car and handed it to him.

"It's all there sir" the owner said trying to sound calm.

"Excellent, pleasure doing business with you" Mark said as he strolled away.

Climbing into the car Mark smiled at Harry who was still asleep. Being extremely careful Mark got ready to drive off to McGrath Manor. Checking on the sleeping Harry again, Mark began to drive.

45 Minutes Later

After going through security Mark felt drained. He still had to go see Adrian before he could get any sleep though. A nanny was taking care of Hermione so he could get a t least two hours sleep before heading off to work again. Parking the car Mark checked on harry being relieved to find him still asleep. Getting out of the car, Mark carefully picked Harry up and grabbed the money.

Walking to Adrian's office Mark smiled at the sleeping boy. Harry then slowly began to stir, he did not start to cry but instead observed his surroundings carefully.

As Mark walked into the office Adrian looked up and nodded not even noticing Harry. Mark stood quietly waiting for Adrian to say something.

Finally Adrian stopped looking over the paper and looked up at Mark and Harry.

"Who is that" were the first words out of his mouth.

"Harry Potter, parents killed according to this note and I found him out on the street" Mark said. 'It is mainly true' Mark thought to himself.

"Well, let me see him already" Adrian said standing up and walking over.

Mark smirked and carefully handed Harry to Adrian. Harry smiled up at Adrian and Adrian smiled back at him.

"Sir, what are we going to do with him" Mark asked carefully.

"We will keep him here and he will be raised to be my heir" Adrian said after a moments thought.

"Yes sir" Mark answered. Now his boss had a son, a son who was his daughters age. Mark just hoped Harry was smart enough to stay away from his daughter.

"He will need a new name. You said it was Harry Potter, correct?" Adrian asked brow furrowed.

"Yes sir, his full name is Harry James Potter" Mark answered.

"Wait, did you say Potter" Adrian asked.

Mark merely nodded and wondered why the last name was so important.

"The Potters are friends of the family years ago. Don't you remember James?" Adrian asked.

"The kid with the black untidy hair and hazel eyes, yes why" Mark asked confused.

"Because this is Harry James Potter. Most likely his son" Adrian explained.

"I never knew James had a son or was even married" Mark said. It was strange, that a childhood friend's son was now in the office of Adrian McGarth having his future decided.

"Neither did I. Well, I'll sign the papers making him my adopted son and he will just add McGarth to the end" Adrian said.

"Yes sir. The owner gave me the money" Mark told him.

"Excellent place it in the vault and then go get some sleep" Adrian instructed.

Mark left the room quickly and headed to the basement where the vault was. The sooner he put this there the sooner he would sleep and the sooner he would see his daughter.

Back in the office Adrian had called for the nanny to take Harry and place him down for a nap. Adrian quickly got the paperwork and filled it out. Signing it he smiled. He would have a son and the McGarth legacy would continue.