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Chapter 2: Harry's New Home
Harry found himself in front of a large building that looked like a castle from one of Dudley's storybooks. Harry gasped as they entered the castle. Ahead was a long hall with staircases facing in every direction. Candles, not light bulbs lit the space.
Suddenly, a voice shouted, "You're back!" Harry stiffened in fear. A scary woman was running toward Harry and the man. She looked mad as she snapped, "Do you believe me now, Albus?"
"Yes, yes I do Minerva," said the man. "Minna?" Harry asked. Minerva looked at Harry, her face softening. "Hello Harry, how are you?" she said gently with a slight smile. "Okay," Harry shyly replied. "You may call me Minna, at least until you get older," she said gently.
Minerva looked sharply at the man holding Harry. With raised eyebrows, she asked, "Albus, aren't you going to introduce yourself?" The kind man answered, "Oh right. Harry, my name is Albus. Can you say Albus?" "Alby!" said Harry. "Good enough," said Dumbledore. Harry grinned. Professor McGonagall hurried down some stairs and out of sight.
Dumbledore carried Harry to the staffroom to meet the other teachers. As Dumbledore pushed open the door carrying Harry, the staff got up and crowded around them. "Aww, so cute!" said Professor Sprout. "Charming!" said Professor Flitwick. "He'll be a Quidditch player someday!" said Madam Hooch excitedly. "Quiddy?" said Harry. "Quidditch, dear. Can you say Quidditch?" queried Madam Hooch. "Quiddy!" repeated Harry, giggling.
"So this is the Potter brat?" Snape asked. Dumbledore nodded. Snape stepped back, looking disgusted. "Oh Severus, he's not that bad," said Dumbledore. "Sevvy?" Harry asked. Snape glared at Harry. "YOU WILL NOT CALL ME SEVVY!" he yelled, stepping forward. Harry's eyes widened as he started to cry.
"Severus! Don't yell!" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed. "Is he healthy, Headmaster?"
Dumbledore shook his head sadly as Harry's tears turned in coughs. "I'm afraid the Dursleys let him starve and get sick." Madam Pomfrey bustled over to Harry and took out her wand. "He will need to stay the night in the hospit..." "No Poppy," said Dumbledore firmly. "I would like Harry to get settled in my quarters. He's already had a long day. If you so wish, you could check him over in my private quarters. However, he is not ill enough to stay in the hospital wing." Madam Pomfrey was about to protest, but Dumbledore was already out the door, heading for his rooms.
Dumbledore kissed Harry goodnight as he tucked him into bed. Just as Harry was drifting off to sleep, Dumbledore whispered, "Welcome Harry, to Hogwarts. Your new home."