Title: Alliance

By: DestinysArrow

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognisable characters they are the property of J.K. Rowling and other affiliated members. I am but a lowly student with time on her hand and a wild imagination. Please note some exerts are quoted from the book.

Summary: AU. Hagrid lost Harry on that fateful Halloween night which leads him to learning about his heritage a lot earlier - multiple pairs- independent Harry.

Paring: I'm thinking Harry-Ginny, Hermione and Ron, Draco and Amara although I am partial to Ginny or Hermione with Draco so you never know but all requests are welcome.

A/N: Its first fanfic so please be gentle… any constructive feedback will be welcome so please leave a comment, and I will reply to any review if a question is asked.

Thanks To My New Wonderful Beta Xdeadforeverx who is going over all my older chapters!!!

Chapter 1

"What are you doing here?" Professor McGongall asked Dumbledore.

"I've come to bring Harry to his aunt and uncle. They're the only family he has left now."

"You don't mean – you can't mean the people who live here?" cried Professor McGonagall jumping to her feet and pointing at number four. "Dumbledore – you can't. I've been watching them all day. You couldn't find two people who are less like us. And they've got this son- I saw him kicking his mother all the way up the street, screaming for sweets. Harry Potter live here! It's absurd!"

"It's the best place for him," said Dumbledore firmly.

"Really Dumbledore, these people will never understand him! He'll be famous – a legend – I wouldn't be surprised if today was known as Harry Potter Day in the future – there will be books about Harry – every child in our world will know his name!"

"Exactly," said Dumbledore, looking very serious over the top of his half moon glasses. "Fame, before he can even walk its enough to turn any boys head."

Professor McGonagall opened her mouth, changed her mind, swallowed then said "Yes- yes, you're right of course"

Dumbledore smiled triumphantly "but then again you never know." His eyes twinkled mischievously as a low rumbling sound broke through the silence around them. It grew steadily louder as it came closer- a huge motorbike roared its way to them stopping a short distance away. A huge man straddled the beast as it came to a stop and then gingerly climbed off of it.

"Hagrid" said Professor McGonagall as she eyed the hugely intimidating man in front of her with little more than distrust.

"Professor McGonagall mam" nodded Hagrid as he looked down at his large feet.

"Well" asked Professor McGonagall as she pulled down the sleeves of her robes, "where is he?"

Hagrid began to blubber, muttering incoherent words.

"I'm sorry what was that" asked McGonagall as she leaned in closer

Hagrid simmered down "I said I lost him."

"What do you mean you lost him" McGonagall shouted as Hagrid began weeping again. Dumbledore stood quietly beside McGonagall watching Hagrid with care.

"I don't know what happen' sir Dumbledore sir, I went to the house like you said and picked up 'arry"

"And?" insisted McGonagall

Hagrid looked down again "well I thought I'd grab a picture or two just in case… and I swear 'arry was with me the entire time but you see" Hagrid began to fidget and his voice trailed off.

"Do get on with it" snapped McGonagall obviously irritated at Hagrid's clumsiness.

Hagrid sharply looked up "Right I didn't realise there was floo powder on the shelf and I reckon that I must have spilled some in the fire, cause next thing I knew the fire turned green and well 'arry was gone."

McGonagall looked at Dumbledore "what do you think professor? A floo network is only activated when a person steps in the fire and clearly pronounces their destination, is there anyway it could work otherwise?"

Dumbledore looked as McGonagall for a moment and then took out a lemon drop sweet popping it in his mouth he sucked thoughtful "I dare say this is a mystery."

"A mystery! Is that all you've got to say professor? This is Harry Potter we're talking about! We need him- his the boy who live" shouted McGonagall.

Dumbledore sighed softly "We'll find him. Besides I'm sure wherever Harry is his ok"

"And how do you know that?" Professor McGonagall asked indignantly.

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled "This is the boy who defeated Voldermort is he not? And did you not say that anywhere is better than here?" He swept his hand to number four.

"Yes-yes I did, but Professor, but we don't know how he killed you-know-who and what if he's with one of them"

"I believe, McGonagall old friend, that Harry's defeat was more than luck but divine intervention and I must believe that divine intervention is keeping Harry safe till he is ready"

McGonagall frowned "I want you to know that I'm not happy but I guess any place is better then this place".

"Well" said Dumbledore "we shall wait for his arrival there's nothing left for us here"

"I shall see you soon I expect" McGonagall said as she disappeared in a flash.

"Yes yes bye dear" said Dumbledore before he turned to Hagrid "And the letter?"

"It was with him sir"

"Good good, well you should be off then"

Hagrid nodded and headed to his bike, he turned around again before mounting and asked, "is he really going to be ok sir professor Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore gazed wistfully up at the sky "I believe he will be."

As the giant hopped on his bike he looked up at the starry sky "good luck 'arry" and then away he went.

Ten years later

"Harry!" called out Arnon.

Harry ran down the flight of stairs as fast as he could and skidded to a halt by the doorway where he was greeted by an older boy

"You're getting faster." Harry grinned as he followed the boy inside and sat at the table where the sound of sizzling bacon and the aroma of strong coffee greeted him.

"Morning Harry," said Mrs Sato as she put a plate in front of Harry.

"Morning mom," Harry replied as he began digging into his food. About half way through his meal he heard the sound of footsteps and then someone plopping into the seat behind him, Harry sniggered and the person kicked his chair causing Harry to chock on the piece of bacon he was eating

"Oh sorry'" said Amara even though Harry could tell she wasn't in the slightest.

"I'm sure you are," mumbled Harry sarcastically as he continued eating.

Ignoring him she addressed their mother, "Where's dad?"

"At the ministry" she replied,

"What for?" Amara inquired curiously.

"Now you know better than to ask," replied Mrs Sato sternly as she pulled out a wand and forced the dishes to wash themselves.

"Right," Amara nodded and looked over at Harry who was staring into space.

"Harry," she hissed as she inclined her head towards their mother and Harry jogged himself out of his gaze and joined the conversation.

"Ah he's with the aurors," said Harry so definitively that it came out more as a statement than a question.

Mrs Sato smiled "Since that was not a question I can say that he called an emergency meeting with all aurors in the southern part of the US".

"What's going on?" asked Arnon who had been quiet up on till then.

"Now that's private business that you can't know until you're 16." The children all sighed exasperatedly. "Now why don't you three get started on your training," said Mrs Sator as she ushered them out of the room. Once they were gone she walked over to a drawer and pulled out a letter, it was from the Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry in Scotland all the way across the globe from their place in Maryland USA. She frowned and bit down on her lip knowing that it was time they spoke to Harry and told him everything they knew.

OXOXOX

Upstairs Harry was in his room reading some spell books that his older brother had given him they were books from his first year at Aurorian Acedamy for magical beings. Harry himself couldn't wait because this year he would be getting his acceptance letter and then he'd be able to get his very own wand and do all the fancy spells that can only be done using your own wand. Sure, Harry had a wand but it wasn't his and it made spells remarkably difficult to do but he was assured that knowing the theory behind a spell and getting the wand movements' right would make it all the much easier to get it right when he got his own wand. So Harry practiced all the time so that when he finally went to school he wouldn't be an embarrassment to his family. It was not that he was slow or any less intelligent that his brother or sisters it was just that, well quite frankly Harry always knew that he was adopted he looked nothing like any member of his family. For one he had bright green eyes and the rest of his family had smoky brown. Another thing was he still had a British accent when they all spoke with an American one. This realisation made Harry all the more determined to be similar to his family and to have something that showed that he really was a member and not just a stranger. Thus he prided himself on excelling on all the same things as his brother and sisters so they would always have something to talk about.

It was Harry's fear that because they were blood related they would instinctively be closer and leave Harry alone. Even after 10 years this fear plagued his mind which had been steadily growing as his 11th birthday drew closer. Sighing softly to himself Harry tried to shake of his nostalgic feelings but he's eyes drifted to a photo frame of he's 10th birthday. There was Arnon, he was 12 now and was going to be in his second year, and he was also the one who taught Harry to fly and told Harry that he was a natural flier. Then there was Ari she was 6 years older than Harry and in her 6th year at school and was the nicest person he'd ever known. Sometimes when Harry couldn't sleep because he had nightmares, she would sit up with him and tell him about anything and everything until he fell asleep. Now he's younger sister, Amara, by a couple days was something special Harry always thought, because she had the ability to make him either really annoyed or make him laugh but most importantly because they had this long fuelled rivalry, a relationship based on the idea anything you can do I can do better and that always made him push himself harder. Then there was Mr and Mrs Sato, Mr Sato was the head of the department of magical law enforcement and managed all the auror's in this part of the state and because of that Harry and his bother and sisters were well versed in subjects such as the defence of dark arts and charms. It was Harry's aim to become an auror once he graduated school and so he took his studies very seriously as the requirements are extremely difficult. While Mrs Sato worked for the department of international magical cooperation which tries to get wizards from different magical countries to cooperate she was the leading ambassador for international cooperation.

Harry always felt lucky that he could have such a wonderful family but sometimes he wondered about what he's real parents were like, he'd never asked because he was afraid that everyone would hate him if he did, and so he pretended that it didn't matter… but sometimes it was hard not to.

"Harry!" Called Amara as she came into he's room, "Dad's back, he says he needs to talk to you."

Harry blinked, "What have I done wrong today?" Amara giggled.

"I don't know lets go find out." They voyaged outside and met Arnon in the hallway

"So what's the plan?" he asked.

Harry grinned "We all did it". They grinned and nodded unaware that there whole life was about to change.

Much Later

Harry sat rigid on his bed staring at the wallpaper, his brother and sisters sat quietly around him, no one moved, no one spoke no one did anything, but Harry wished they would, he wished that instead of this encompassing silence that was the sound of arguing or better yet laughter but there was nothing and thus Harry was left free to reflect on the letters he had just received. The first letter was from a man called Dumbledore who explained the situation that led to Harry ending up living with the Sato's,

To whom it may concern,

As you well know, in England there were great atrocities carried out by a dark lord known as Voldemort, a truly evil man who killed many great men and women who stood in his way. However Voldemort met his end on one fateful Hallowe'en night when he attempted to kill the Potter's, regrettably he killed 2 out of the 3 Potters- Lily and James Potter but mysteriously could not kill the youngest Potter- Harry Potter but met his end instead. As you also may know that such a defeat abate an unknowing one makes Harry easily the most famous person ever to appear in our wizarding world and as such I feel that a boy must learn to crawl before he can walk. Harry must have a normal life free from fame yet one that his parents would approve us and thus I have sent Harry to you. A family with a history of magic powerful enough to protect him if need be, a family that I believe can provide him with the love and skills to protect him. But all I ask from you is to not tell Harry about his parents till he is old enough and while I do trust your judgment the paper is enchanted so that the words that are read cannot be repeated…. Until he is ready.

Yours sincerely

Professor Dumbledore

When he first read the letter Harry had thousands of questions that he'd like to ask but literally couldn't find the words, the man- Dumbledore had been ever so polite leaving Harry baffled at how he could use the words kill and regrettably in a sentence and hope to sound anything but callous. Who was this man to make this decision about Harry? Was he an uncle or a close friend of the family and if so why didn't he take Harry in but sent him to virtual strangers. There was nothing telling about the identity of the man except for the fact that he called himself professor. Which lead Harry to the next letter which was an acceptance letter to Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry to which Dumbledore was in charge, it seemed that Harry had been on the list ever since he had been born because both his parents had attended the school and thus Harry would be attending that school as well. From what his parent had told him it was the best school in the UK equivalent to Aurorian Acedamy in the US but still it meant leaving.

It had been 2 hours ago since he had been given both of the letters though Harry himself was unaware of how much time had passed, as he stared stoically at the wall. Did time even matter to one whose life had just crumbled beneath his feet?

"Harry," Ari called softly as the clock ticked "Are you alright?"

Harry blinked he was pretty sure he was anything but alright "yeah" but he humoured her anyway it was not like he knew what he was feeling anyway,

"Are you sure?"

Harry nodded but still looked at the wall.

"Really" Amara asked "cause I'd be mad" Harry head snapped to her, he wasn't sure whether it was the casual tone she used or the fact that she had named an emotion Harry could recognise but she had gotten his attention.

"Mad what do I have to be mad about" asked Harry, his eyes blazing "THE FACT THAT MY PARENTS WERE MURDERED, THE FACT THAT I HAVE TO GO TO SOME SCHOOL HALF WAY AROUND THE WORLD OR THE FACT THAT I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE HELL I'M GOING TO DO" yelled Harry

"All of it" agreed Amara

Deflated by her continued relaxed tone he sagged on his bed "what do I do"

"We can't answer that Harry" said Ari

"No" agreed Arnon as Harry began to lose hope "but we can tell you what we would do in that situation" Harry looked up eagerly "we'll get revenge"

"But his dead already" said Amara "Harry killed him"

"There was no body" said Ari "there would be a body if he died"

Arnon snorted "unless of course Harry blew him into pieces"

"No" started Amara "when a curse is counted it leaves the casting wizard weak, the killing curse if returned would leave the sender in a state of half dead but not necessarily killed"

"So you think he could still be out there" Harry asked as he shuddered

Amara turned to face him, biting on her bottom lip as she thought "Maybe" she shrugged finally

Arnon stood up and looked at Ari "if you please" he nodded to her as he went to Harry table and got out a big notepad "you are the official minute taker" she nodded. "Right now Harry" continued Arnon "The first step is to find out as much information about this Voldemort character as possible" his tone was official

"And the second" said Harry as he moved to the edge of his bed suddenly interested

"The second is to increase your training if he does come back you'll be his first target"

Harry narrowed his eyes "Why"

Amara rolled hers "Who better to kill then the guy who almost killed you". Harry nodded and felt the heat rise to his cheeks.

"The third thing" Arnon said hesitantly "is that you need to go to that school"

Harry and Amara exploded "Why?"

Beginning to pace the room Arnon spoke softly "think about it Harry, not as the person in the situation but as an auror"

Realisation dawned on him as he began to think, this was perfect wasn't this what Harry wanted to do, capture the bad guys this was perfect training. How good would it look on Harry job application to say beat really really evil person before he could perform magic legally.

"Well as an auror what better place to gain information on your suspect but by going to there last know place of origin"

Arnon nodded "exactly I bet there's heaps more information in the UK than here, plus schools are bound to teach different things aren't they we can trade information"

Watching everyone carefully Ari reflected over the current plan and found a flaw "But" she interrupted "Harry will be all alone" the occupants fell quiet.

"Minor kink" said Arnon standoffishly

''Minor" scoffed Amara "now that's not something I'll call minor"

Before either of them could begin to argue the door to Harry's room began to open and in step Mr and Mrs Sato

''I see you're busy" said Mr Sato as he walked over to Harry who kept quiet "I guess it'd it foolish for me to tell your guys not to do anything" he paused "extreme or irrational." They still remained quiet so he continued "and I guess it wouldn't do well for me to warn you against finding this man or attempting of find out about this man"

Mrs Sato sighed "I guess this is what you'd expect when you're practically raised in a family of auror's, I knew it was a bad idea to only make friends with the people you work with"

Mr Sato grinned "or in your case it may come in handy" Harry looked up and eyed the two suspiciously he recognised that tone, he had that tone, it was a tone that was light and said that there was a joking flying around and you had no idea what was coming.

"Ok" said Ari who had also caught on to the tone "what's going on?"

Mr Sato removed her hands from her back and gave Harry his 2 letters but one remained in her hand and she tapped it against her palm.

Ari eyed the last envelop "Who's the other letter for" Mrs Sato threw it to Amara who's eyes opened in glee as she read the front cover.

"It's from Hogwarts" she bounced up and down and opened it, squealing she handed the letter to Harry "I got in I got in", Harry heart was pounding in his chest as he realised that he wouldn't be alone.

"It helps that I have some friends over in the UK" said Mrs Sato as she found her arms full with two children

Harry whispered "thanks mom" and she smiled

"Time for some more news" said Mr Sato as he stood "since two people aren't quite 11 yet" he looked at Amara and Harry "I think a birthday trip for all members of the family is required to the UK"

Ever the rational one Ari stood "what about school"

"You both start in two weeks you'll be spending a week there and then returning with me, because I can't leave the office for to long" Mr Sato responded "Your mother will take care of your school list tomorrow and then we'll leave the day after"

Harry's grin widened "so you're all coming?"

"We'll never miss a birthday Harry" they all said and Harry began to think that things weren't looking to bleak.

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