A/N sooo I'm back and this is chapter 2 in this little slice of cringe. I wasn't quite sure how to go about introducing Harry to the wizarding world and I'm hoping this idea turns out okay. Without further rambling from me read on. -OberonTheFox

I sat staring at the thick piece of paper in front of me thinking about how to reply to the letter the bird delivered to me. I heaved a sigh and looked out the main porthole of my orbiter into the Void, the twisting and rolling Void Currents adding a sense of serenity. Shaking my head I go down to the storage area on my ship and grab an extra data pad and begin compiling a reply.

Dear Deputy Headmistress Minerva McGonagall,

I am pleased to inform you that, with the persuasion of my leader, I have decided to accept the invitation to attend the Hogwarts. I hope this letter has reached you in a timely manner.

-Haridian Potter

I stood up from the crate I was leaning against and went back up to the main deck. I looked around and found the bird perched on my market consol looking into the Void with its unblinking eyes. When I walked up to it, its head turned 180 degrees to look at me. Holding up the data pad and spoke to the bird, "I trust you can get this to Minerva McGonagall untouched and in a timely manner."

The bird regarded me with a slightly insulted look in its eyes but took wing and swooped over and scooped the data pad from my hand nonetheless. Then it surprised me by flying straight through the glass of the porthole and into the Void. My eyes widened in surprise and I called out to Ordis, "Follow it."

"Yes ~you UNgrateFUl SHHHiii~ yes Operator."

I really need to fix that glitch I thought to myself as I walked back towards my somatic link. As I sat down, I felt the Liset give a slight shudder as the Void key in the engine core activated and the ship dipped down into a Void Current. I closed my eyes wondering how this whole "magic" thing would go over. I felt the first tugs of sleep on my consciousness, so I reached to my left and hit a few switches on a control panel so a glass case covered me then blacked out, sealing me in darkness to rest.

Professor Minerva McGonagall was sitting in her office filling out some last minute paperwork to prepare for the new students due to arrive in september. She looked up at the sound of rapping on the window of her office. A tawny owl was outside of her window clutching a grey rectangle in its talons so McGonagall hurried to open the window to let the bird in.

Once inside the owl dropped its package on the desk with a soft thump before swooping over to perch on the back of the professor's chair. She spared the tired bird a glance and then hastily transfigured a paper weight into a dish and conjured some water for the poor avian. McGonagall cautiously picked up the package that the owl had carried and gave it a brief once over.

The rectangle was about the size of her hand and roughly a centimeter thick. One side gave off a metallic sheen while the other was a matte black with a white circle in the bottom right. She pressed down on the circle in a fit of curiosity. The black side flashed white and with a surprised yelp she dropped it onto her desk and reached for her wand. "What in Merlin's name?"

On the now white panel, were words in bold, black writing. The message was simple but shocking enough that McGonagall almost dropped the data pad a second time. She hurried across her office to the fireplace and withdrew a small handful of floo powder and tossed it into the flames. "Potter Residence", she called out before sticking her head into the now emerald flames. Her vision spun and then her head popped out of the flames but instead of looking into the back of her fireplace, she was looking into an office.

It was a cozy office with a desk centered in the room with odd trinkets, odds and ends, that sort of thing covering the surface. There were pictures of a family of three growing out in a spiral with the center picture being a picture of four people, the same family but with the everyone looking much younger. The picture was of a man, with unruly black hair and square glasses, holding a baby that looked almost exactly like him and a woman, who had red hair and bright green eyes, holding a baby nearly identical to the mother. At the desk sat the man from the pictures but perhaps a bit older with a few grey streaks in his black hair.

He looked up in surprise at the sudden roar of the fire. "Minerva? How can I help you today."

"Hello, James. I'm afraid this is a business call that concerns you, Lily, and Marigold," she said with a glance around the room. "Are they here?"

He tapped his chin and let out a brief hum in consideration. "Well, they should be. They are outside in the yard practicing Mary's flying." He stood up and walked around the desk and knelt so he was at a more visible place for McGonagall.

McGonagall let out a brief chuckle. "You're really letting Mary do something in the air without you?"

"Yes, well I had some paperwork to finish up I was 'bout to head out myself. You can come on through," He said taking a few steps back to give the aging professor room to exit the fireplace.

She pulled her head back through and then stepped back into the flames and after a brief sensation of spinning stepped out of the Potter's fireplace. James was standing in front of her with his arms crossed and a crooked smile on his face. "Right this way, milady," he said and jokingly at the door. McGonagall let out a soft chuckle and followed James out the door of his office to the back yard.

The backyard was enormous with few trees and an improvised quidditch pitch. At the quidditch pitch stood a woman with bright green eyes and fiery red hair watching a girl with the same hair flying around on a broom. "It would probably be best if you covered your ears. Sonorous," he said pointing his wand at his throat and waited until McGonagall had her ears covered before calling out to his wife and daughter. "Lily, Mary, Professor McGonagall has something she wants to talk with us about!"

The girl, Mary, stopped her flying and drifted towards the ground and the woman, Lily, began walking over with her daughter floating next to her. Lily gave james a peck on the lips and McGonagall a brief hug. "So, how can we help you today professor," James asked wrapping his arm around Lily's shoulder.

McGonagall pursed her lips and sighed through her nose. "I have news and I'm not entirely sure that it's good news. I-" She stopped herself and looked at the datapad she had still clenched in her hand.

Hearing her hesitation Marry gave a kind smile, "Well we won't know if you don't tell us."

"It's … It would be better if you just read this." She handed James the Datapad. "Press the white circle," she explained seeing James' raised brow.

With a shrug he hit the button and read the message on the now white screen. When he was finished his hand went slack and it dropped to his side with the data pad slipping from his grip. He looked at Lily with wide eyes after releasing a shaky breath and asked McGonagall, "W-when did you get that?"

"Just now."

"James? James, what is it," Lily asked.

"Mom, who's Haridian?" Lily looked at her daughter in shock. Mary was still floating next to her parents but had picked up the datapad and read it when her parents weren't looking.

"What?" Her was voice just above a whisper whisper and had a slight quiver to it.

"Who," she turned the pad and pointed at the name "is Haridian?"

A/N now before I forget, I'm open to suggestions for what frame Harry will use. I was thinking perhaps a Limbo or Chroma. The problem with both is I've only used a Chroma before and I was crap with it. So, any ideas?