A/N: I hope you liked the first little snippet. Here's the next, I like to think that Mrs. Figg made Harry feel at home in the beginning.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything. Seriously, I don't even own a car.
Harry is left with Mrs. Figg for the first time
The first time Dudley actually goes out is when he goes to the Zoo when Harry is five. Harry's aunt and uncle leave him with their neighbor across the street, Mrs. Figg, so they don't have to bring him along. When Harry enters her house, the first thing he notices is that she has cats, a lot of cats. Harry stands dumbfounded at the entrance; he's never seen so many cats in one place before. Mrs. Figg ushers him in and has him sit on a couch in the living room. She serves him tea and biscuits, and turns on the telly for him to watch. She doesn't say anything. She just wants him to feel welcome.
Mrs. Figg, goes about her daily life, and every once in a while she comes and checks on Harry. After about two hours, when she checking on him, she finds him fast asleep on the couch and she doesn't wake him until the Dursley's return. Her heart breaks for the boy. She knows he doesn't have a clue of who he is and what he's done. She knows that he gets mistreated by the Dursley's and that he doesn't belong there. Even though she would like to tell him who he is, and help him get through life with the Dursley's, she knows she can't. It's not her place to do that; she has to play the elderly woman, watching a little boy for her neighbors.
