Disclaimer: Third Verse same as the first.

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"That's Professor Dumbledore to you, Ms. Potter," McGonagall all but snapped.

I quickly bowed my head in shame and stared hard at the floor as I felt my eyes water in embarrassment. Harry had his thin arms around me in an instant almost as if to protect me against any further embarrassment.

"Minerva," I heard Dumbledore chide softly. "We're not at school yet. No need to be so harsh and formal." His high-heeled boots thumped on the kitchen floor as he walked over.

I looked up when McGonagall sighed. She had a soft smile on her face as she said, "Ever the soft-hearted old fool, Albus." Then she knelt in front of me. I could feel Harry tighten his grip on my shoulders. "I'm sorry for snapping at you, Harriet," she said her eyes locked on mine. "My emotions sometimes get the better of me. Can you forgive me?"

I tore my gaze from the Professor's green eyes and stared back at the linoleum floor. "I don't know how to forgive," I whispered just loudly enough for her to hear. "I take what I am given and must be glad for it." A tear rose to my eye as I thought about Aunt Petunia.

"That's the last straw," McGonagall shouted, rising to her feet, startling everyone. "I told you not to leave them here and now look what's happened!"

"All right," Dumbledore sighed, throwing his hands up in the air. "I admit maybe it wasn't the brightest thing to do, but it's done now and the past can't be undone."

At that moment I heard car tires crunch on the gravel driveway. Then car doors slam and voices coming towards the house. "Uncle Vernon," I gulped feeling the blood drain from my cheeks.

"It's time to leave," said Dumbledore opening the backdoor. McGonagall bustled us out the open door. She pulled two vials out from somewhere in her robes and told Harry and I to drink them.

"Why," Harry asked a hint of mistrust in his voice.

"We'll be travelling by Apparation," she replied. "There's no time to explain now but this potion will help calm your stomach for the journey." I popped the stopper on my vial. "Cheers," I said before downing the potion. Ugh, it tasted disgusting, but at once I could feel my stomach settle and felt better than I had felt in a long time. I glanced at Harry, who was more hesitant with his potion, and once he had downed it gave him a huge grin.

McGonagall reached out her hand for mine. She had really soft skin with only a few wrinkles. She held my hand gently but firmly as if not to lose me. Harry took Dumbledore's hand looking nervous. I felt the elder witch twist away and I tightened my grip on her hand. I felt like I was being squeezed from all directions, almost as if I was being forced through a hose. Blackness surrounded me and I couldn't breath.

Then as suddenly as it had started, it stopped. I gulped lungfuls of air like I had never breathed before. I felt slightly nauseous but the potion kept down the worst of it. I was still holding tightly to McGonagall's hand and I looked around to find the backyard, house, and all of Privet Drive gone. Instead we were in a bustling street lined with shops. There were people everywhere going on with their daily lives as if we hadn't just appeared out of thin air.

"Are you alright," McGonagall asked. "The sensation does take some time to get used to."

"Fine," I replied still looking around at my environment.

McGonagall squeezed my hand and said, "There's Harry and Albus across the street." She pointed as my counterpart and his escort strolled over to join us.

"Well," Dumbledore started upon joining us. "I think the best place to start is Gringotts so that you two," he glanced at Harry and me, "can pick up some money."

Harry piped up from beside me, "But we ain't got any money."

"The Dursley's didn't let us have any money and they certainly won't pay for us to learn magic," I included. I looked at the witch beside me. "How can we pay for anything?"

The professor smiled and answered, "Your parents left you a good deal of money when they died. This is why we have to go to Gringotts, to get it." She then slipped her hand into the crook of Dumbledore's arm and instructed us to stay close.

Harry stepped to Dumbledore's other side, his hands stuffed deep into his pockets. I heard him say, "The sooner we leave this crowded place the better."

I thought to myself, "Well I kinda like it here."

"Well I don't," Harry retorted over his shoulder. He looked confused at the puzzled look I gave him. "What?"

"I didn't say anything," I thought, puzzled at Harry's reaction. All of a sudden I heard his voice in my mind even though his mouth wasn't moving.

"But I just heard Harriet say something," he mulled.

"Harry," I said tentatively in my mind. He looked surprised as his eyes opened wide and his jaw hung down. "Close your mouth," I continued, "and let's catch up with the adults."

My brother nodded dumbly and we both ran to walk along beside the professors. Harry and I were thrilled with our new power. We exchanged thoughts for most of the walk down the street until a great mob of people swelled past our small group and I got caught up with them. I was being swept along by a rather imperious looking witch and had no clue where I was.

Eventually I managed to free myself from all the people but it took quite some time. By the time I was free Harry, Dumbledore, and McGonagall were gone and I was hopelessly lost. I ran down the street my thoughts calling desperately for my brother. "Oof," I cried as I ran right into someone in my franticness. I lost my balance and landed on my ass faster than you could say it.

"Watch where you're going, you clumsy brat," a cold voice drawled above me.

A/N: Next chapter is called "Snake and Lion Rivalries". It introduces the family everyone loves to hate. Okay so I have up to the end of first year written on paper and up to about the fifth planned. All I have to do is transfer everything to my computer. But college sometimes gets in the way. Also if nobody is going to leave reviews there is really no reason continuing to publish this. So to get the next chapter I need at least five reviews. If you want the next chappie I suggest you press that lovely green button down below!

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