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Harry wasn't sure what to think. So far, he'd taken a car ride and now he was back in the same neighborhood.
Was this some kind of weird joke?
He was utterly confused as they pulled up to the other side of the street in front of a strange house.
He looked all about him and followed his new friends up the walk and stopped in front of a angel like statue.
"Touch the head, Harry."
It was a strange request, still Harry obeyed. He felt a warm glow for a moment, but that was it. When he looked up at the angel, she simply smiled at him. "This is a simple ward stone, Harry. This house will recognize you now. You're completely safe here."
As they walked in the house, Harry immediately felt a sense of family…and something else. He didn't know what it was, but he liked it.
He watched as one of the men walked over to Brownie and scratched her behind the ears. "Good girl, brownie. You can go play now." then he straightened up and motioned with his hands and the orange vest disappeared.
Brownie, got up and wiggled her tail before padding over to where Dillon was and sat down resting her head on his leg.
"Severus, the first sign of insanity is performing the same action expecting a different result.:"
"I know, Seth. Brownie is extremely loyal, at least I know she'll never run off on us."
Harry looked all around him in curiosity. What would happen to him now?
As if she could read his thoughts, His angel walked over to the table and pulled out a chair.
Please, Harry, have a seat. I'm sure you must have loads of questions for us."
"Thank you."
At that same moment, his stomach grumbled. Harry bit his lip and looked down.. His angel smiled again and the tall man who looked a lot like his angel pointed at the stove.
Harry, thinking he was supposed to cook his own dinner, began to get up, but then stopped when a pan began to float off a nearby shelf and settled on the stove.
"How are you doing that?" Harry asked softly…then bit his lip again.
"Sorry."
The angel sat down next to him and put a comforting arm around his shoulder and gave him a gentle squeeze.
"I know we left really suddenly, and we never got to introduce ourselves. She pointed at her self. I'm Neilia Snape, this man is my husband, Severus Snape." She pointed to the other woman. "That is marrissa Hale, my sister in law and that man at the stove is my twin brother, Seth Hale. The boy over there is Dillon Snape and The dog's name is Brownie."
She paused a moment and then looked at Harry closely. "We aren't you relatives. Question's are a normal thing. You've never seen magic, real magic before. We've taken you out of a comfort zone and thrust you into our world."
"But magic doesn't exist!"
"That's another lie, Harry. it's as real as I am. All of us in this house are magic. Even you."
But I'm just a freak. I can't be a wizard.
Severus took a seat across from them. "You're no freak, Harry. You're mother was a witch, and your father was a wizard. And so you're a wizard too. We've been watching you for a long time, son. Believe me, you've got the talent. Did you ever wander how your hair kept growing back when that horrible aunt cut it?"
Harry nodded.
"How about the incident with the bulldogs? We saw you levitate yourself up to the roof of your school, when Dudley and his cohorts were after you."
Harry nodded again.
"You're not dreaming, you did that. What you did was accidental magic. You've never been taught how to control your gift, at least not yet. But you will."
"But how? Do they have schools for that?"
"Yes, its where you'll be going in a couple months. We have much to teach you before then, but first, you must eat."
As if on cue, a plate of food floated over to him. It was roasted chicken, mashed potatoes with gravy and green beans. The last thing to float over to him was a glass of what had to be soda. He'd never tasted soda before, but Dudley really loved it.
"Eat that slowly, Harry. We know they starved you over there, but that's no reason to make yourself sick. We have plenty of food here, and this plate won't disappear."
Harry nodded, and gently speared a piece of the chicken on his fork and put it in his mouth. His first sensation was that of pleasure. He closed his eyes and groaned.
"I'll take that as a compliment." Seth said with a grin.
As Harry ate, Severus continued where he left off.
"You'll be going to a magical school. The same one my son, Dillon goes to. There you'll learn a lot. When you're finished, I'll give you the letter that tells you all about it. If you were still living with your relatives, it would have come by owl post.
Harry swallowed the sip he'd taken.. "You, mean. it won't come in the mail?"
Seth walked over to him. "Their world and our world are completely different from each other. And that means we do things differently then they do. Their mail comes to them by the mailman. Ours come by owls. Our owl, Whistler is out hunting right now, but she'll be back in a bit and then you can meet her. But I'm digressing so I let Severus talk again."
Severus nodded in thanks. "Your parents were friends of ours. Your mum, Lily and I grew up together. She was a very smart witch and also very powerful. You're father, James was…a good wizard. We had our odds and butted heads on more then one occasion but he was a good man none the less."
"Mum and dad didn't die in a car crash, did they?"
"Another lie." Severus answered. "Don't forget that your aunt and uncle despise magic, and anyone who has the gift. Lily and James potter were murdered. By an evil wizard. Moldy Voldy. He tried to kill you too, but your mother used every ounce of magic she possessed to save you. She cast a very powerful charm on you before she died. When the wizard tried to kill you, the magic rebounded on him. He disappeared after that. And that was ten years ago."
"The headmaster of the school, professor Dumbledore, felt you would be safer with your relatives. He used your blood ties to cast a warding spell. But what he failed to remember was that the blood tie only works if you feel safe there and if you were loved. None of this is true, and that's one of the reasons we got you away from them."
"You're perfectly safe here, as we said. For now, eat your lunch. After you've finished, we need to examine you and see what those Muggles have done to you. "
"Muggles?"
"It's a term we use to refer to non magical people. Your relatives are all Muggles."
"But back to the point. Seth and I are going to examine you and then decide if you need any medical attention. Once we do that, we're all going to Diagon Alley. You're definitely in need of new clothes."
Harry looked up in surprise. "Me? New clothes?"
Marissa nodded. "Why of course! You can't wear cast offs the rest of your life!"
"As my brother-in- law has told you, we're not your relatives. We've waited along time to add you to our family. We even have a room all prepared for you. Complete with a nice sturdy bed, soft sheets, warm blanket and fluffy pillows. Cupboards are for storing stuff, not for young boys to sleep in."
Harry grinned and took another bite.
Once lunch was over, things got a little more interesting. He was shown to his room and asked to lie on his bed. This room had been done in natural colors and actually looked like a forest. Overhead, stars were artfully arranged. The ceiling's were charmed to reflect the over head constellations. And they never stayed in the same place for more then one day.
All the furniture in the room looked as if they were built from branches and natural wood…which they were.
Harry felt sleepy almost at once. He'd never lain on anything so comfortable! As he drifted off, Severus pointed his wand at his eyes and spoke an x ray charm. With it, he could see exactly what was wrong with him. His eyes told him a story alright. Seth stood by with a notepad and quill. As Severus spoke, he wrote down notes.
"Those Muggles need to be shot for the way they treated this boy. He's very nutrient deficient, way underweight, and he's never been to a doctor, that's for sure. I doubt he's even been allowed to take showers. He's got a slight rash too."
Seth nodded to himself. "Are you really surprised Severus?"
The potions master sighed. "I wish I could say yes. But no, those Muggles are the worst sort. But that's all about to change. As soon as he's awake, we'll get him in the shower and then give him a nutrient potion and some ointment too."
Seth nodded and then transfigured the over grown clothes into a pair of pajamas and then left with Severus to help out in the basement, where a lab had been set up.
Harry wasn't sure where he was when he woke up. He'd been so sure that he'd been dreaming. But instead of waking to the putrid smells in the cupboard under the stairs, he was in a big comfy bed. Outside, the sun wasn't over head any more. The big eyes on the alarm clock stated that it was about 3:00 pm. He reached for his glasses and then put them on.
At the same minute a strange creature appeared in his room with a CRACK!
Harry jumped a good few inches in the air and closed his eyes.
"Master Harry?" said Blossom as she came near the bed. "No fear. Blossom is friend!"
"Friend?" Harry said after another moment. He opened his eyes again.
"Yes! friend!" Blossom said. "You is Mistress Marissa's friend. So you my friend. I work for them! I is a house elf. Master Seth also friend. I go get them!"
Then with another crack, she was gone.
Harry rubbed his eyes again and saw that he was still in the room. He looked down at his clothes, to find out they weren't clothes at all…at least he didn't think so. They weren't his clothes… if that was so, the who gave him the clothes?
The door opened in the next moment and Severus walked in.
"Have a nice little nap?"
"I'm sorry!" Harry stammered.
"Nothing to be sorry for. Harry. It's to be expected. While you were sleeping, I examined you. Now we know how to help you. Blossom told me you were awake."
"The house elf who came to visit you. She works for my wife's sister."
As he said this, Seth came in with a tray of potion bottles. "How do you feel Harry?"
"Good. Thanks."
Severus took a bottle off the tray and uncapped it. "This is a nutrient potion. It doesn't taste very good, but it'll start you on the road to good health. You're way undernourished.
Harry hesitated, but didn't want to lose his place to sleep. He took the medicine without complaint.
He made a face and then blushed. "Sorry…I don't want to seem ungrateful."
Seth put the cork back in the potion bottle. "No one likes the taste of medicine. That's how you know it's medicine. There's one more here, but its an ointment. We noticed some irritation in your lower regions."
Harry blushed hotly and took the ointment. "May I shower sir?"
Seth chuckled softly. "Sure, there's already some towels and washcloths in there. There's also some better fitting clothes in there too. They used to be Dillon's."
Harry nodded numbly and then got up hurrying to the bathroom.
Downstairs, the adults talked. Dillon lay on the couch with Brownie on the floor below him. He'd taken his own little nap.
"I think we've lingered in this boring neighborhood long enough." Seth was saying. "With Harry safely away from those horrid Muggles, we should move to another, more magical neighborhood."
"Did you have any ideas?" asked Severus.
There's a nice little spot available around Ottery St. Catchpole. If not there, then maybe Godrick's Hollow."
"Why Godricks? It can't be safe!" Neilia exclaimed.
"It was just a thought Sister dear." Seth said. "The Weasely's have a nice home and big family. Why not buy a spot around there. Its big open fields, far away from Muggles. We don't have to hide our magic there."
Severus nodded thoughtfully. "It's an appealing thought. He looked at Neilia. What do you think dear, would you be willing to relocate there?"
Neilia smiled. It sounds good. That way Harry will have friend to play with. Their youngest, Ron is just his age."
Niela couldn't argue with that.
"It would help him socialize, and the Weasley's are people we know."
Severus took that as a yes and made a mental note to check for available lots.
When Harry came back to his room, he found a strange envelope on his bed. He finished towel drying his hair and then picked up the envelope.
He hastily opened it up and froze.
Mr. Harry Potter,
We are please to inform you that you have accepted to Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry…..
Harry's mind exploded with more questions. He hurriedly put on his socks and shoes and hurried down the stairs.
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