Disclaimer: No matter how much I wish I did, sadly I still do not hold the rights to either Ghost Hunt or Harry Potter; if I did I probably wouldn't be writing fan fictions about them.

Chapter 2

Harry's P.O.V.

Harry started his day like had had all the others in his miserable existence at number 4 Privet Drive, with his Aunt Petunia rapping on his cupboard door rather sharply and shrieking at him to get up and 'don't burn the toast', yes the young boy of the tender age of three was made to do many of the laborious hose chores. Cooking, cleaning and tending the garden were just a few of those. There came a clatter at the door as the lock was undone and the boy was able to crawl out, straighten up and walk (toddle really) to the kitchen where he hoisted himself up on the step-stool before the stove and began to tend to the bacon and eggs that were already in the pan and sizzling away. Harry worked in silence, cooking the food and feeding his family, eating his own meager slice of stale bread and single piece of burnt bacon without complaint.

"Go and tend the garden Boy," his Uncle Vernon barked out, not even lifting his rather fat face from the newspaper he had been reading. A non-audible sigh left the boy's lips and not for the first time Harry Potter wished that someone would come and rescue him from this miserable, boring life, not knowing that he may finally get his wish. Aunt Petunia followed the boy outside and literally shoved the garden hoe that was intended for an adult at the boy and then turned and strode back into the house.

Harry allowed himself a soft sigh before he got to work, struggling a bit to work the hoe properly. He worked all through the day, pausing at around mid-morning to wipe the sweat out of his eyes he looked at the group of people that were going to number six, the owner of the house ran out of the house like a raving lunatic and handed them the keys, shouted something and ran farther. Harry quickly looked over at the strange group noting that there was a woman with long brown hair and big brown eyes looking at him, he quickly looked away, not comfortable with the intense gaze she was directing at him, nothing good ever came of people staring at him, and continued to struggle with the gardening tool that was at least twice his size, pushing thoughts of the strange people out of his mind as he continued to work.

General P.O.V.

(Inside the house)

Mai woke slowly from her dream on the astral plane, blinking her large brown eyes to clear the haze from her brain. "How long?" she asked, her husband, whom she saw hovering over her with concern.

"Twenty minutes at most, what's that in your hand?" Naru stated this in his usual 'work voice' as Mai called it, it was his 'I have no emotion and don't think you are worth the effort it takes to explain it to you' voice that he had used when they had first met each other. Mai blinked down at her hand, where she clutched an emerald pendant carved in the shape of a tree, it was the same one that the ghost had given her while she was in the astral plane. Now that she was in the mortal world she took a better look at it, the tree she recognized as one that was attributed to wiccan lore, and was carved completely from the most beautiful emerald that she had ever seen, around the edge of the pendant was a near perfect circle of silver. The whole piece was brought together with a thin silver chain. She knew that things in the physical world could be passed through the spiritual one to a living being, after all, she had the key to her childhood home to Masako during the bloody labyrinth case. "The ghost gave it to me to give to that little boy that we saw when we arrived, he said his name is Harry and oh Naru, we just have to save him, that poor little boy," Mai let out a sob at those last words leaning on Naru's shoulder. He patted her long brown hair and quietly shushed her until she was able to calm down a bit.

"May I see that pendant Mai?" Luella held her hand out for the pendant that Mai still held in her hand, she automatically handed the piece out to the older woman who took it gently and examined it, Martin and Naru both intrigued by the inspection. "Martin, dear would you mind looking at this?" Luella held the pendant out to her husband who took it curiously examining it carefully.

"Luella is this what I think it is?" He asked looking up at his wife who nodded her head a bit gravely in Mai's opinion.

"Pardon me father, but what exactly is it?" Naru's voice was slightly annoyed, possibly because he wasn't yet aware of what was going on with that damned pendant.

"This is the wiccan world tree, it is nearly flawless, and around the outside edge it had some protective ruins carved into it, if you two are planning on adopting the little one like I think Mai is, then this pendant is an excellent thing for the little one to have. He may have powers or he may not, but either way if he were to accompany you two on any jobs then he would have some measure of protection from spirits or really anything that might harm him," Luella had taken the pendant back from her husband and showed it to the couple. "Now, why don't we go out and check on the little one, Lin and Madoka volunteered to stay on the front step and watch over him."

With that the group got up and walked outside to see that Lin was talking to the little boy and were just in time for Petunia Dursley to come out of her house.

(Outside the house with Lin and Madoka)

"What do you think Lin, Mai is already having a dream and we haven't properly set up yet," Madoka whispered to the tall dark-haired man that stood beside her. Both of them were outside of the house, giving the others some room inside, Madoka had her eyes trained on the small boy next-door, her mind working in overdrive. "Hey Lin, why don't you go over there and help that little boy!" This was stated with a bright smile and the air of an order rather than an excited request.

Lin just sighed softly and walked over to the other yard as there was really no point in arguing with the stubborn woman beside him, he easily stepped over the low barrier that separated the yards from each other. "Hey there, do you want some help with that?" Lin tried his best to seem friendly to the little boy who looked up at him and flinched at the outstretched hand that Lin had offered him to help with the hoe.

The little boy's reaction caused the gears to go off in Lin's head, sending his admittedly brilliant mind into overdrive. Madoka watched the entire interaction between the two of them; she had heard Mai, Naru and Luella talking about him earlier and wanted to see what would happen now.

"My name is Lin, what's yours?" Lin said with a slight smile, trying to get the boy to speak up as he was still just staring at him with wide, shockingly green eyes. After a long pause there was a whisper of "…Boy" causing a brief frown for mar the usually calm expression of the tall man, how could such a sweet child think that his name was nothing more than 'boy'? He quickly pushed the expression away and held his hand out to the little three year old. "Well I must say it's a pleasure to meet you," Lin allowed a small smile to cross his lips. He saw Madoka out of the corner of his eye scooting a little closer in order to watch what was going on.

At that exact moment in time Petunia Dursley had happened to look outside and saw that those freaky ghost hunters were talking to the Boy, well now that just would not do, if the boy spoke to them about what his life was like, not that she heard him speak much at all, the stupid freak, but if they found out about the bruises that were hidden underneath of the rather baggy clothes the boy was in…well she did not want to deal with the fallout of their image the neighbors would have should the police get involved! So when Petunia Dursley saw that one of those strange women was on the phone she acted the only way she knew how, she stepped outside her home and looked at the boy, who noticed her and shrunk down a little bit, even though she didn't normally hit him, she could very well get him a beating from his Uncle Vernon.

"Excuse me, but I'm going to have to ask you to vacate my property and stop harassing my poor little nephew there," Her tone was the false one of a concerned parent/guardian, one that she had used to trick other people before now.

The rest of the team had come out just in time to see her and hear her falsely sweet tone. Mai narrowed here eyes and walked up to the horse-faced woman, smiling in a way that promised retribution to any that dared to defy her.

"I'm terribly sorry for my associate there it's just that he was concerned that someone wasn't watching over poor little Harry there," She noted the flinch that the woman gave at the name of the boy being known, but went on with what she was saying, "See if we found that someone was mistreating the poor child well, they would not have an easy way of it."

A sharp crack of flesh hitting flesh rang out on the still quiet street, and Mai's head whipped around with the force of the blow, and she stumbled back a few paces and placed a hand to her stinging cheek.

"I will not be spoken to in such a way, get out off of my property or I will be calling the police," Petunia nearly shrieked, her voice having gone up an octave higher.

Naru had taken a step forwards when the horse of a woman smacked his wife, Luella and Martin right behind him. Madoka had gasped and Lin had stood up, thankfully Madoka had actually gotten through to the proper authorities and had been speaking with them before the bitch of a woman slapped Mai.

Harry P.O.V.

With all the drama that was going on no one seemed to notice that Harry seemed to be having a panic attack, why did theses strangers seem to care for him? He was only that freaky boy in the neighborhood, the one that everyone saw, but no one did anything for. The only one that seemed to have liked him was that old man that had sometimes been at number six, but he had been really sick and had died, at the thought of the old man a great sadness rose up in Harry's chest and he watched as if in slow motion as the nice brown-haired woman at the door was about to say something else to Aunt Petunia.

"No," the word was not really more than a whisper as it left his lips but he kept repeating it, "No, no, no, no, NO!"

Harry shouted the last no, unleashing a wave of accidental magic that radiated out from him, causing grass stems to bend and his hair to ruffle slightly with an eldritch wind. The force caused Lin to stumble back from the boy, though that was only because he was closest to the boy, the rest of them were unaffected except to have hair and clothes ruffled in the same unfelt wind. Petunia however was flung away from the strange woman and landed upon her back in the hallway of her pristine home.