Dragonwolf89- Hello and welcome back.

Jen- Wow. They came back.

Dragonwolf89- Why you gotta be mean like that?

Jen- Hon. Shut up. I meant it as they want more. I didn't think that we get something back as in. How many Harry Potter story is out there?

Dragonwolf89- Over million.

Jen- The defended will rest your honor.

Dragonwolf89- Lay off the cop show.

Jen- Lay off the cartoon and cooking show.

Dragonwolf89- Nope. And you wouldn't get more all of those cookies if I did.

Jen- NONONONO! ...wait. Where is my cookies?

Dragonwolf89- Uumm. Let start the story.

Jen- WHERE IS MY COOKIES?!

Dragonwolf89- *running away* AND I Don't own harry potter.

A cat been watching the house that hold a fat male whale. Which she been trying to figure out how is a whale living out of its sea. A tall shinny whinnying female horse. At least, the cat thinks the horse creature is a female. Then there is a fat bouncy ball that eat whatever it rolls upon. After fourth tried from the ball which as trying either roll over her or eat her, she realized it was a baby male mixes of their unholy crossing. 'Oh my fur! They are breeding!' As she walks away from the horror and around the house, she found an old man bending over in the back of the house. 'How did I missed him?' The cat walks to the old man which was clothed by his mom and dad... If the mom was a 1600' fashion, color blind, painting rabid and dear daddy was a fairy gay barber or simple put it... A flamboyantly hairdresser as his hair is long and taken care of... (Well, the daddy part must be right as his hair look clean and shiny, even silky that spider queen would be envy of)

The old man turns around to see a cat that staring at him. "Go away pussy cat. I never care for pussy anyway" He said as he turns around to his work. "Annoying little creature. Useless just the gender of what they usually nickname for...Hehehe. Women is dumb. Hehehe." The *cough* dumb*cough* old man giggle to himself.

The cat growl before she walks over and lift her paw to turn over. Nasty sharp claw pop out. She lifts it straight up. Mind you, she is standing under the bended over man...between his leg...with her claw in perfect position to lack on something that had the mankind differ from the women kind. (BOYS! TURN YOUR EYE AWAY NOW!)

"Hmm? AAAAAAAA!" He stood up quickly and spin around to hex the cat but face a lady with extreme piss off face. "Oh...hello Minerva. When you get here? And where that cat went to?" He looks around while he rubs between his leg.

"Hello headmaster Dumbledore. I just got here." She growls out slowly. "What are you doing here? I was told that you were here. Then I heard what just happen."

"I just here as I getting a safe house ready. I heard too. While I know he have other places to go. I think it be better for now as the war won't stop for few years to calm down both side. So Harry would be in extremely danger as they would try much harder for either the last move effort or revenge for their fallen lord. I had a bad feeling that I would need this blood ware going today.

"Blood ware! Why you using that? That pretty nasty spell work. And how you get the blood or whom blood?

"Nnnoooo. I said this blood-y ware. Bloody not blood ware. You need get the hairball out of your ear." He said happily with smile then he mutters under breath. "And what Lilly don't know what happen to Harry leftover of his foreskin from that weird ritual with that crazy squib, won't hurt her... Well not now at least. Not bad outfit and arse on that man of squib though. Nice robe too."

"What was that?"

"I said get the hairball out of your ear. Or have you been getting into your catnip again?

"So what I had? I usually use it on my facemask I sleep with. It works wonder to my stress. I was getting ready for a catnap until I heard about what happen. And I went straight here after being told by that flaming flying chicken you have in your room."

He looks at her outfit as she was in her sleep gown and some trace of her sleep mask was left around her face. 'Oh yes. She looks very much need of catnap and I don't think her sleep mask is working at all. But I love to know. I really like to know of that could help me much pettier for that date I have set up with that cute death eater I turning over to my side', he smiles.

She didn't let him say anything as she was very annoyed and a bit gross out when she seen he was checking her out and smiling. "You deal with the school and all of those children and don't you tell me you don't have a little no-no vice." She said with no sight of backing down.

" . I won't. And if you must know." He looks around for anyone around...at 3 in morning...in shadow...behind house...in its backyard. He whispers in this setting, "I dip my lemon drop in calming potion mix with little of 'weed' as the muggle-born call them. They work great. My eye never had such a shine ever more than before." He said to the Minerva.

She rolls her eye. "I thought it was funny that all of forbidden item I recover from the students went to your office and we don't see you for some time."

"Meh." The odd man dismisses her until he remembers what she just said. "Wait? My flaming flying chicken? You mean Fawkes? How you understand him? And why flaming flying chicken?" He questions her.

"Well, for one. He is flaming and flying so as it not needed to explain why."

"Well. He is a Phoenix. But flying chicken?"

"As I was saying before you had to act like the first year. He is may be a Phoenix but he always shies from me and once or twice, I swear that I heard he clucked like a chicken around me."

"Oh. He knows you can become a cat and he scared of cat as one of first or second year cat attack him just after his burning day."

"Then he is. A. Big. Flaming. Flying. Chicken." She pokes his chest with each word. "And the answer your other question. He points me to your schedule planner you left out on your desk and it said that you were to be here soon. But it didn't say what you were up to before now."

Before he could answer back to her nasty hateful mouthing-off. They both heard a low rumbling noise that was climbing. They began to get little worry but the near panics went away when they heard, "'Ow I 'o lower 'is 'ing?" In clear stress panic. Shortly after, a loud backfire happens. "Oh! 'At 'ow." They both seen Hagrid flying in on black motorcycle.

"Well...that explain few things." The Headmaster mumble.

"Oh? Like what?"

"Well, I was wondering how he was going to get here. You see, I forgot to ask how he going to do his part but he usually do them quite well enough that I didn't even think about it." The 80' Gender confused pimp wanted-a-be said.

"Meaning?" The Lady ask with narrowing eye.

"Oh don't worry about it. Just an old man mumbling." He dismisses her again while the half-giant roll down the street to where they were.

"Orry. Wee tike 'ell 'leep over the 'ea." Hagrid told the elder couple.

"Ocean? Why you went over the water?" The Cat lady ask.

"'ell. Best to put it. 'e got lost. But 'e ran into an odd flying man in red and gold armor. I think 'e 'as in the giff 'ouse. Anyway 'e points us back to 'ere. Though 'e says that 'e 'ere in New York. I gue'ing it in the Yank area. And before 'ou ask 'ow, 'eeelllll. Just don't pressed the red button on the bike." Said Hagrid.

The headmaster reach over and gently lift the sleeping child out of his lapdog's arm. He walks to the front door and lay down the baby. "There. He should sleep better now from that smell." He spoke softly of the last part to himself. As he began to leave, he watches his public second turn to leave with the half-giant. Shortly, he was only one there. Just before he disappears, he turns once more to the baby. "Hmm, hurry up and grow. They will break your bone and everything but your soul and spirt since I made your ware set up for that. I need you weak and willing for anything and I mean anything…hehehe. Your soul and spirt belong to me to break. And soon, your ass will belong to me, my little toy." With that, the man that seem to have a thing for small boy disappear and the child which lay before the door had a cold chill went down his back to his little butt as they squeeze tight. Rita was still out cold but couldn't help shiver from the vibe she just felt.

Dragonwolf89-Well that done.

Jen- Why do you have to make it that Lit' Harry likely going to get raped.

Dragonwolf89- Hey, I wouldn't put it pass the nasty old headmaster. But he won't. Don't forget that Rita is there and while she is a reporter but she would have a mommy bear over him since she going t be with him for some time to work on the book of "Boy-Whom-Lived".

Jen- He better not and she better will be… And where is my cookies?

Dragonwolf89- That beside the point. anyhow, please review.