A/N: Eh, this has probably been done before, but I don't care! When random inspiration hits, I write. xD


Chapter 1: The Girl Who Disappeared

The silver tabby cat with the spectacle markings sat quite still, as though waiting for something. Its legs were sore, but it did not want to move, not wanting to miss a thing. There was a faint pop, and then the street lamps went out. Each bit of light and zoomed away into the darkness.

"Hello Minerva," the man stepped out from around the corner. He pulled a bag of sweets out of his robes. "Fancy a lemon drop?"

There was a flash as the cat disappeared off the wall, reappearing a few feet away in front of the man. "Albus. How did you know it was me?"

"I've never seen a cat sit so still before."

Minerva glanced at the sky. "He should be here by now, if we want to be gone before they wake up."

"Don't worry, Minerva, Hagrid will be here shortly."

"Has there been any sign of the girl?" Minerva asked quietly, glancing up at the sky once again.

"No," Albus lowered his voice as she had. "Not since yesterday. None of the Aurors can track her. I believe she was with someone else and she is safe. But I have no proof."

So the Potters' oldest child had not been seen since the day before. Perhaps she had been killed when the house collapsed, or maybe she had even perished along with her parents. It was unlikely she was safe, or even alive. Highly unlikely, but possible.

"But who would she have been with, when Harry was with James and Lily? And with the charm, too?"

"That, I do not know." Albus glanced at the sky again. "Ah, there's Hagrid."

"Where did he get that motorbike?" Minerva wondered with a slight gasp.

Maybe he heard, or even just guessed, but Hagrid said, "Got it from Sirius. Said 'e wouldn' need it any more."

"Where's Harry?" Minerva asked, looking over Hagrid and the motorbike to see where the infant might lie.

He opened his jacket to reveal the small baby, still sleeping peacefully. "Liked ter noise I s'pose. Didn' cry one bit."

Dumbledore carefully grabbed the child from Hagrid's giant hands. "Thank you, Hagrid."

"It was the leas' I could do. Wi' James an' Lily gone…" He pulled a grimy handkerchief out of his pocket and loudly blew his nose.

"Did you see the girl?" Minerva prompted, clinging to a shred of hope that she was safe.

"No. No sign o' 'er."

"Lovely. Do you have the note?" She turned to Albus.

He already had it out and in his hand. "Yes. We must hurry, before they wake up. Mr. Dursley wakes up early to go to work."

They walked to the doorstep and he gently placed the baby on the mat. He adjusted the blanket so that Harry would have plenty of air, and he placed the note on top.

After a moment, Minerva said, "We'd best get back to school. I have a class to teach in the morning."

"Quite right. We'll see you back at school, Hagrid."

They said their goodbyes and Minerva and Albus disappeared with another popping noise. Hagrid stayed for just a minute more. He took one last look at the sleeping Harry, and got back on his bike, driving it away into the night sky.