Harry Potter slowly opened his eyes, feeling something he never had when he woke up... warm and safe. He bolted upward and looked around the unfamiliar studio apartment. It was then Harry saw the pretty Red haired lady from the other day and everything made sense.

"Yeah, I'll be in tomorrow." Emi finished, ending the phone call. She smiled warmly seeing Harry awake. "Oh! Hello there, sweetie." She said sweetly as she approached and knelt by his bedside. "Did you sleep well? Was the bed comfy enough for you? Any pain at all?" Harry turned to her.

"N-no." Harry admitted, confused as to why someone would care for a freak like him.

"Good to hear." Emi said. She pulled the covers off the boy and lifted him out of bed. "Now let's get some breakfast. We have a big day ahead of us." The child blinked.

"Doing what?" Harry asked.

"You only have the clothes on your back, so we're going shopping." Emi chuckled.

Harry's eyes widened. "Sh-Shopping...?" He asked softly.

"Yep. Can't have you going around wearing those rags, especially not in the middle of winter." Emi replied.

"B-But...I don't understand..." Harry said.

"Understand what, sweetie?"

"Why would you waste your money on a freak like me?"

Emi was stunned by what the boy just asked. Then she remembere what Vernon had called him, apparently the name stuck with the boy. She quickly shook her head. "Harry, you are by no means a freak, and you deserve nice things."

"Really?" Harry asked. "But what about Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon?"

"They're gone. For good." She replied. "They've been sent to prison, and you'll never have to put up with them again. Understand?" Harry's eyes began to swell with tears, not tears of sorrow, but tears of joy. Emi gently pulled the boy into warm hug and let him cry for a bit. "It's okay." She said gently. "Just let it all go, I'm right here...Nothing will ever hurt you again... "Harry...If you want, and this is something I really hope you say yes to." Emi began, a lump forming in her throat. "I want to adopt you."

Harry's crying ceased due to his surprise. He looked up at her with tears in his eyes, then smiled before burying his face into her chest and crying even harder. Emi was taken aback...but understood what was happening. Eventually, he finally cried himself out.

"I'll take that as a yes." Emi smiled nervously, setting Harry down at the table for breakfast. She knelt down and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Do you feel better now, honey?" She asked sweetly. Harry sniffled and nodded.

Meanwhile at Maou's place, Hanzo was going over every British conspiracy site he could find, in regards to Dumbledore and the creator of Harry's Horcrux.

"Still nothing?" Maou asked, drinking some coffee.

Hanzo shook his head. "Not a thing..."

"Well, can you try to hurry this up a bit? I don't wanna be distracted at work."

"Personally I say we just go to England and ask around." Hanzo commented, looking away from the computer.

"Absolutely not." Ashiya shouted.

"Keep it down Ashiya, I don't want to have the landlady over so early." Maou insisted. "And what do you mean no?"

"For starters King Satan it would put us too far away from the gate." Ashiya insisted. "We have no knowing that collecting these foul objects will grant us the power to open the gate from this side."

"Ok, you've got me on that one." Maou admitted.

"Plus, a round trip for three to England on your salary is next to impossible." Ashiya reminded, causing the other two to look at him flatly.

Meanwhile...

"Awww, you look so cute!" Emi gushed as Harry stepped out of the changing room wearing a pair of footed pajamas. The little boy blushed.

"I...I'm not that cute, Miss Emi..." He replied softly.

"Of course you are Harry." Emi insisted sadly. "You're a sweet, innocent little angel...The cutest thing I've ever seen in my life." After paying and heading out with Harry in his new winter coat and boots on,The two stopped when their stomachs growled. Emi blushed and rubbed the back of her head. " Guess we're both a little hungry, huh? Any place special you want to go for lunch?" She asked.

Harry looked down nervously. "Um...C-Can we g-go to that M-MgRonald's p-place...?" He said shyly. "D-Dudley always bragged about how good the food there was, and how I'd never be able to have any..."

Emi stopped dead in her tracks. "Of course he'd want to go there." She thought dryly. Noticing there location, she knew where one was.

"Alright, I know where one is." Emi said reluctantly.

"Don't you like Mg Ronald's?" Harry asked confused by his caretaker's reaction.

"No, it's not that I don't like the restaurant," Emi began, "I just don't care for one of their employees."

"W-We don't have to go there if you don't want-"

"No, it's fine." Emi assured. "You wanna go, then we'll go." She poked Harry's nose playfully.

And so...

"Hi, welcome to Mg Ronald's." Maou said with his professional tone as Harry and Emi entered. Emi tried her best not to freak out, especially in front of Harry.

"Tell the man what you want sweetie." Emi said, keeping her voice civil.

Harry looked thoughtfully at the menu. "Um...I'll...have...um..." Harry was at a loss as to what he wanted from the menu.

"He'll have the kid's meal, and I'll take a number 3." Emi stepped up.

"Of course." Maou said with his usual happy tone.

"Hey guys, what's the hold up?" A tall woman in the Mg Ronald's management uniform asked.

"Nothing I can't handle Ms. Kisaki." Maou assured. It was then, her eyes locked onto Harry.

"Oh? I see your friend's brought a new face in." She said with a smile.

"I am NOT his friend." Emi grumbled.

"Yeah I've heard that before." Kisaki chuckled. It was then she gave a great big smile, creeping everyone out.

"Uh, Ms. Kisaki, what's with the face?" Chi asked from behind the counter.

"I just got a message from corporate today saying they were looking for average customers to play in a new kids meal commercial and I think we just found the star." The manager answered. Everyone had different reactions to this.

"Huh...Interesting." Maou said calmly.

"OH MY GOSH, HE'S PERFECT!" Chi gushed.

"Oh...Um...I..." Emi wasn't sure how to respond. Harry, for his part, was just confused.

"What's going on.?" Harry finally asked.

"You just might be on TV sweetie." Kisaki said, getting a little too close for Harry's taste. It was then Harry remember Dudley would always have tantrums whenever a commercial would interrupt the good parts of a TV show while he was in his cupboard. It would be kind of cool.

"If I win, can Miss Yusa be in it too?" Harry asked, startling Emi.

"Oh...Um..I'm not sure-"

"Perfect!" Kisaki said cheerfully. "A mother-son relationship commercial! It's genius!"

"Wait I'm-" Emi began.

"Here's your order." Maou said, bringing out the food. In his eyes Emi saw the "I need to talk to you now" look she gave him frequently.

Emi blinked, then forced a smile as she looked down at Harry and placed him on a chair. "Eat your lunch, sweetie. I need to talk to Maou for a second..."

Kisaki grabbed the tray and sat Harry down at a table, explaining the contest.

"You need to do this." Maou told her.

"What?" She demanded.

"Hey you wanted to adopt the boy right?" He asked. "You need the money for a bigger place and to settle custody in Britain."

"OK, so why do you want me to go?" Emi asked with her arms crossed.

Maou sighed. "It's complicated." He said.

"My life is complicated, that's no reason. Tell me, right now." Emi said sternly.

"Aside from the problem with the scar." Maou said discreetly, "Hanzo just called me on break, apparently a recurring theme with their conspiracies is people have been losing their memories whenever something weird happens."

This got Emi's attention. "How often?"

"Too often to be coincidental." He answered.

"What is?" They turned to see Emi's friend and coworker, Rika.

"Rika!" Emi yelped. "Hi, how are you?"

"Oh, not bad. I thought you were sick, though, Emi. Are you skipping out on work?" Rika asked teasingly.

"No nothing like that." Emi assured. "It's just-"

"Emi, that little boy that was around your leg, is he yours?" Rika asked getting serious.

"Yeah." Emi blushed.

"Tell me you didn't have him in high school." Rika's comedic statement caused Emi's face to turn redder than her hair.

"N-No...I just found him on the street yesterday, and I couldn't leave him all alone..." She mumbled, looking down in a desperate attempt to hide her tomato-red face.

"Oh, dear what happened to the boy?" Rika asked worried.

"His relatives happened." Emi said, her red face was now powered by hatred for them.

"Relative?" Rika asked in thought, then said. "It wouldn't have been the couple who got arrested from that hotel would it, and the fat guy who jumped out the window?"

"That's the pair." Emi admitted, shocked about how quickly word spread.

"Geez," Rika admitted. "Hey, did you here a lot of people who work at the hotel don't remember that."

Emi sighed. "Why am I not surprised...?" She muttered. Rika blinked and tilted her head. "I read the news, it's happening everywhere."

"Weird." Rika said, then turned her attention to Harry who was now playing with the toy that came with the meal. "Cute kid, how did he end up with such a horrid family"

It was then, Maou and Emi remember the name Dumbledore. Clearly this guy had power, despite just being a headmaster. Would he come to Japan for Harry?

Emi intital thought was if he did, how would the old man approach him, and would he erase her memories of Harry. Emi's eyes narrowed. The moment she saw that crazy old man draw his wand on her, she was going to kick him across the room and snap that damn stick like a twig.

After parting ways with everyone in the restaurant, and Emi signed some papers for the contest, Harry looked around nervously like he was looking for someone.

"Is something wrong Harry?" Emi asked confused.

"I've been seeing a cat follow us." He admitted.

"A cat?" Emi questioned with a raised eyebrow.

Harry nodded, "It looked like it was stalking me like Dudley did whenever he would play Harry Hunting."

"Great, another reason for me to kick the fat man's ass if he ever gets out." Emi thought, then turned her attention to Harry. "I'm sure you imagined it sweetie." As they reached the crosswalk, Emi looked up to see in a traffic mirror, a lone tabby cat, following them. Emi turned around to see it had gone.

Emi raised a brow. 'What is up with that weird cat?' She thought. 'Is it actually stalking us...?' Her eyes widened. 'What if it's some weird magical cat that Dumbledore guy sent to spy on us?!'

Emi shook her head, realizing she was thinking about this too much. It wasn't like the cat was actually a wizard in disguise, right?

Minerva McGonagall stood to the side of the snow covered streets, observing the young woman with the boy who lived. She had been following them after learning the Dursley's were in prison. Obviously after hearing that Lily and James' only child was in the hands of those monsters was something she was completely against. However Dumbledore assured her that Harry was completely safe. Now discovering they were arrested on charges of child abuse, McGonagall took leave for Japan, via floo network and learned an Oblivator squad had been sent as clean up, in case any of young Harry's magic was exposed.

And upon arriving, the first thing she had seen was the boy who lived being carried around town by a young redheaded woman. She had been following the duo from a distance, wanting to see if she would be a suitable guardian for young Harry.

Almost instantly, the aged professor's nerves were calmed. This Emi Yusa character had shown great deal of love for the child, something the Dursley's never would have. However her reaction in the muggle restaurant was quiet odd, especially to the kind man behind the counter. Perhaps it would be a good idea to watch them for a while longer. Unaware, a girl in a black kimono had the same idea.