Ok, so I lied about uploading in half an hour. Sorry about that. I've been disturbingly busy, with marching band starting up again...meh. Leadership blows.

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Dumbledore emerged from the Pensieve after fifteen minutes of awkward silence. "Well. I do believe I understand now."

"Understand what?"

(And here dear old Dumbles goes into the age-old explanation of how Voldemort was defeated, Harry is a freaking hero, and he needs to be placed with the Dursleys. We shall now see the responses to that.)

"Like hell he will!" (Sirius)

"There's no way I'm letting my son into the care of those...people!" (James)

"Tell him, James!" (Sirius)

"Headmaster, I don't think this is the best idea..." (Lily)

"Albus Dumbledore, your plans suck!" (Sirius)

(Ha.)

Dumbledore held up a hand to cease the torrent of protest and (from Sirius) profanities. "I understand that you disagree with them on certain issues-"

"Those -explative deleted- are barely human! If I ever saw one of them on the street, I'd -explative deleted- their -explative deleted- faces in! And don't you dare try to send him to that -explative deleted- of a place! I'll get you too, you -explative deleted-..."

"Sirius, that is quite enough from you," Lily repremanded. "Settle down, you stupid git. Of course Harry won't go there."

Sirius threw one last dirty look at the Headmaster and jumped down from where he had been standing (Dumbledore's desk).

"Yes. As I was saying, I understand you don't get along, but Harry will be safe there."

"If they even agree to take him in." James' expression darkened. "You do remember what happened at the wedding, don't you?"

(I'll write that seperately, if anyone wants me to.)

Dumbledore considered this. "Indeed...perhaps we can make some arrangement. So we can make sure that Harry isn't mistreated..."

((scene change))

The sun was rising over number 4, Privet Drive. Everything was as it should be; if you chose to ignore the owl dropping a letter onto the front step.

Petunia Dursley opened the front door to retrive the milk and morning paper when she noticed the irregular parchment envelope that lay just to the side of the welcome mat. She warily picked it up, half wondering if she should chuck it straight into the garbage bin (for these letters never held good tidings), but opened it anyway. She should have chucked it, for all the use it did.

"I will not have ghosts living in my home! Much less a wicked orphan freak! What is wrong with these people!"

(I hate Petunia.)

((scene change))

"I told you they wouldn't want to take him." Sirius declared triumphantly. "Petunia is a prude, and I'm always right."

(eyeroll.)

"Well, we'll have to come up with something else." Dumbledore popped a lemon drop into his mouth as he pondered the situation at hand. Sirius opened his mouth to speak, but the elderly man cut him off. "No, he cannot stay with you. It would be too obvious, and he wouldn't be protected enough."

"-explative deleted-."

They all brainstormed, and several ideas, such as Remus and another shot at the Fidelus Charm, were rejected. It wasn't until a ghost glided through the wall to inform Dumbledore of some happening within the castle that Lily came up the the solution.

"Hogwarts."

"What was that, my dear?"

"Hogwarts. He can stay at Hogwarts. There are already ghosts here, so we wouldn't stand out. And it's one of the safest places there is."

"Lily, you're a genious! I knew it was worth all the years of torture I went through to marry you!"

Ignoring the half-hearted arguement that broke out, Dumbledore considered the idea. It just might work.

Woo! And so ends the intro to this fic! I like it. A lot. From now on, each chapter shall be a one-shot incriment of different stuff that happens in their lives. It's sooooo much easier to write it that way. And if I get any crazy ideas, I won't have to work them in.

So, until next time, faithful readers. Read. Review. Party.