I don't own Harry Potter or NCIS. A couple of answers to questions asked in reviews. Harry will go to Hogwarts at least for one year. Kate will be added before Ziva is and both will be added at one point. Gibbs will adopt Harry but because of the loss of Kelly it will be a closely guarded secret so Ari will not go after Harry, although Harry will be involved in that case.

Different Harry New Life

Chapter Seven

Harry woke up with a start confused and scared from his dream. Looking around in confusion before recognising his room at Gibbs house he relaxed. Looking at his nightstand he saw that it was two in the morning. Thinking back to his dream he wondered if the green light he saw was a traffic light from the night his parents died. But then who was laughing- his dad? He had been told that his parents were unemployed drunks for as long as he could remember, and that his dad had wrecked the car on purpose. He didn't want to believe this as true, but he had no evidence to say it wasn't. He wanted to believe that his parents loved him and each other over everything else. That his dad kept him and his mom safe like Gibbs was protecting him now. That his mother sang him to sleep, and she always tucked him in at night.

Harry pushed those thoughts aside, and wiped at eyes. Trying to change the directions of his thoughts Harry pictured the two people he didn't know in the picture he broke earlier. The older women had long red hair, green eyes kind of like his, and a kind smile. The little girl couldn't be too much older than him; she had long brownish-blond hair, blue eyes like Gibbs and the same kind smile as the women. He knew that kids often looked like their parents, and wondered if that was Gibbs family. But if that's Gibbs family where are they? Would they be mad when they came home to find that Gibbs was protecting him? Would they like him, and be as nice as Gibbs, Ducky, and Abby?

Harry heard the door handle to his room turn, and went further under the covers scared. When the door was opened far enough for Harry to see Gibbs he relaxed knowing he was safe.

Gibbs entered Harry's room quietly, realizing that his parental instincts were apparently still working properly even after all these years when he saw green eyes staring at him from the bed. He sighed softly with a small smile on his face, and carefully made his way to Harry after closing the door. Reclining on the bed and picking Harry up to settle on his lap Gibbs made sure the blankets were still around Harry to keep him warm.

"What's wrong little man?" He asked after he was sure Harry was comfortable.

"I had a nightmare, and was thinking." Harry answered wondering how this was going to play out. He had seen his aunt comforting his cousin before of course, but he kind of thought that Gibbs would do things differently.

Harry was of course right and was proven so when Gibbs asked, "Can you describe you're nightmare for me?"

Hesitantly Harry replied. "I couldn't see anything at first, but I could hear things. A women screaming 'not Harry' a few times then a green light, and a laugh, it wasn't a nice laugh but a real cold mean one if that makes since."

"It does make since Harry." Gibbs reassured him before questioning him. "What do you think the dream is about Harry? Please be completely honest here Harry, I promise it will help."

"I think it was the car crash. I know that my aunt and uncle lied about things but I don't have proof that they lied about this and sometimes they did tell the truth. So I think that the laugh was my father before he knowingly crashed the car while drunk. They may have been unemployed so maybe they wanted to die but my mom didn't want me in the car at the time. I don't know, just like I don't know why I survived with only a scar on my forehead while my parents didn't. I would like to think that they were lying to me about well everything they have ever said about my parents but I can't without proof."

Gibbs was quiet for a moment not sure how he should say what he wanted to. Gently guiding him to look up at him Gibbs said, "Harry I was a parent. The picture you saw earlier was of my wife and daughter. They were killed years ago, but that's not the point. As a parent I can assure you that you're parents loved you, before you were even born. I know that because I have been there myself, at times it can be frightening yes but it's also rewarding and fun. I believe that the Dudley's lied to you; I am not sure why they did or what they were trying to do but they did lie to you Harry. You're parents did their best for you, and because of you Harry. They loved you more than anything, and would have never left you willingly or purposely. They also would never have hurt you intentionally. "

Harry had no clue what it was but when Gibbs said it while looking into his eyes he didn't just believe it to be true he knew it to be true deep down. Harry knew that he would never doubt his parents love for him again. Tying to tell Gibbs this through his tears he nodded because he couldn't seem to make his voice work.

Gibbs understood what Harry was trying to tell him, and smiled while wiping his tears away. After a few minutes of silence Gibbs spoke up again curious, "What was it that you were thinking about?"

"My parents and the picture, I had thought that it was you're family but wasn't really sure since they weren't here and you didn't say anything. I'm sorry that you lost them Gibbs, you didn't deserve that." Harry said softly hoping that he didn't cross a line with Gibbs.

"You didn't deserve to lose your parents either Harry. You didn't deserve to be treated like you were by your relatives. Sometimes life just isn't fair."

In the minutes of silence between them after that Gibbs saw that Harry was still wide awake, and decided to introduce something else that was sure to be new to him. Lifting him up while standing Gibbs put Harry on his hip to carry him down stairs so his bare feet wouldn't get cold; Harry was curious but decided to just wait and see what Gibbs was up too.

In the kitchen Gibbs set Harry down on the table and quickly got everything he needed out of the cupboards, and fridge. He put them all into a plastic bag so he could still carry Harry back into the living room. On the couch Harry sat and watched as Gibbs went to a closet and started pulling a few blankets and pillows down. Putting everything down next to the couch Gibbs asked a question grinning, "Would you like to make a fort with me Harry?"

Not sure what that meant, but thinking it had to be fun for Gibbs to be grinning like that, Harry with a grin of his own said, "As long as you don't mind teaching me how."

The fort made with the couch, its cushions, blankets and pillows Gibbs lit a fire in the fireplace warning Harry of safety measures as he did so. Taking everything out of the bag he had placed them in before leaving the kitchen Gibbs poured some milk into the two paper cups he brought with him. He then proceeded to teach Harry how to make smores, cooking the marshmallows himself and keeping Harry away from the fire.

After eating three smores Gibbs wouldn't let him have anymore, but Harry didn't mind because he was getting tired again. He drank the rest of his milk before asking Gibbs if they were going to sleep in the fort or if he had to go back to his room. Hugging Gibbs when he said they were sleeping in the fort tonight as long as he wanted to sleep there instead of in his room, Harry said goodnight before going into the fort. After putting the fire out quickly and making sure it was really out Gibbs followed Harry into the fort and tucked him in again. Gibbs was settled in beside Harry in no time and followed him into the land of dreams.

When Harry awoke he saw the roof of the fort and smiled before wondering if he could wake Gibbs up without getting into trouble. He didn't notice Gibbs quickly shutting his eyes when he looked over to him in thought. Remembering just who started the food fight and the fun of building the fort last night Harry didn't think he would get into trouble. Quietly getting up Harry briefly considered using cold water before dismissing it as going too far and went with a simple wake up call. Gibbs lying on his back with his head turned to the side made it easier for Harry to jump on him yelling "Time to get up!"

"Oomph," Gibbs lost air in a rush when Harry landed on him yelling. He quickly brought his arms around Harry and looked down grinning evilly at him. Flipping them over Gibbs tickled Harry until he had tears running down his face from laughing and couldn't breathe.

Leaning up on his elbow Gibbs smiled down at Harry trying to catch his breath thinking that maybe the director was right about him being good for Harry. He knew that he loved having a child around again. He also knew that he would seriously consider asking Harry to allow him to be his guardian or even to adopt him, but there were things he had to figure out first. He had lost one child, he wasn't going to lose another, and he has more enemies now then he did then.

"Come on," Gibbs started after Harry had his breathing under control. "Let's get breakfast and then get ready for the day." Leaving the fort up Gibbs and Harry left for the navy yard after a good breakfast with Gibbs telling Harry a little about the family he lost.

Before going into the NCIS building Gibbs told Harry that Ducky and Abby don't know about his family and asked him not to say anything. Harry had something to say about that but knew it wasn't the time and let it go for the moment.

The day at the navy yard was the same as the others for Harry; reading, talking to Abby and Ducky, and playing from time to time. It was around six when they got home because of the previous case and paperwork. There were times when Gibbs talked to Abby, Ducky, and the director alone but Harry didn't think it was about the case. Harry was curious but figured that if it had anything to do with him he would find out sooner or later.

While Gibbs was cooking hamburger helper and corn Harry was sitting at the table talking about what he did when Gibbs was out in the field that day. Harry had decided to wait until after dinner to say what he wanted about Abby and Ducky not knowing about Gibbs's family in case Gibbs got mad. If he did he could always hide in his room. Harry knew Gibbs wouldn't hit him, but he had never said anything about yelling and Harry wasn't sure if being around a mad Gibbs was a good idea anyway.

Gibbs had noticed that Harry hadn't left the kitchen after they had finished eating, but since he wasn't trying to help him with the dishes and looked like he was thinking Gibbs let him be.

"Are Ducky and Abby you're friends or just you're coworkers?" Gibbs was surprised by the question Harry asked.

"They are my friends of course, but my coworkers as well. Why?" Gibbs didn't know what made Harry ask that and was wondering if this was going somewhere.

"Then why don't they know about your family? Don't friends tell each other things? Maybe they could help you if only by listening."

Gibbs sighed before turning off the water and going to sit at the table next to Harry attempting to explain. "It's hard Harry. It hurts all the time, and they are gone so there isn't a point."

"It will always hurt Gibbs, and how do you know that it won't get easier if you talk about it; share it with someone you trust. As for a point there is more than one, it could help, they could help you, it could help them understand you, and friends share things. How will they feel if they find out some other way and not from you? Maybe they would think you don't trust them. On the hard days it might be easier to get through them if they know what's going on, why you are in a bad mood, or why you don't feel like doing something. Actually it might help to just know that someone knows what you're going through, and to know that they understand it. I hate Halloween because that's when my relatives said my parents died, but it was easier to deal with when they left me alone that day instead of being mean to me. Plus you said they were killed which would make it harder I think, and if whoever did it didn't get caught maybe they can help you find them so they could get in trouble for what they did."

"I'll think about it Harry, now why don't you go play?"

Harry nodded knowing that Gibbs didn't want to talk about it anymore, and thinking that he had pushed him too far.

When he left the kitchen Gibbs sighed again getting up to finish cleaning. He did make a very good point Gibbs mused and made another one unknowingly. After all if Ducky and Abby knew it would be easier to protect Harry from his enemies. They would understand why he wouldn't want anyone to know about Harry until he was sure they were trustworthy. He had talked to them earlier today just to get their opinions on whether or not he should ask Harry if he could become his guardian or about adopting him. He wasn't planning on asking Harry right away there were still things he had to figure out and he wanted to give both of them some more time to get to know each other. Both Abby and Ducky thought it was a great idea, and promised that if he did it they would help him. For instance if he had an out of town case one of them would watch Harry, and if a case was called in late at night or lasted that long he could stay in Abby's lab with her or go home with whoever left first.

Seeing that it was eight already Gibbs grabbed Harry a small snack and went upstairs. He smiled when he saw Harry playing with his Lego's and sat down to play before handing Harry the peanut butter crackers to eat. After the usual bed time routine an hour later Gibbs went downstairs to lock the front door, and then continued on to the basement to work on the boat hoping that it would help him decide if he should tell Abby and Ducky or not.

The next morning breakfast was passed by Harry telling Gibbs about his dream of a flying motorbike. At the navy yard Gibbs got a call from the school about the placement test Harry took, all the scores were in and the group was meeting Friday afternoon. Gibbs decided not to tell Harry about seeing his friends again on Friday and getting his test scores since he was already excited for tomorrow night's dinner with Keith.

They didn't get a case so they were home by five fifteen, and were expecting Abby and Ducky after dinner since they both had plans for their own dinners. Gibbs had decided to tell them about Shannon and Kelly although he wasn't sure how much he would be able to tell at one time. He didn't say anything to Harry but realized he had guessed the reason for their visit when he gave him a supportive smile and hand squeeze when told of it.

When Abby and Ducky arrived Harry started to go upstairs to give them privacy until Gibbs not only asked him to stay but insisted he sit next to him. Harry smiled and curled up close to Gibbs for support and comfort. Abby was sitting on the other side of Gibbs on the couch while Ducky sat on the recliner that was close to the coffee table and directly in front of both Abby and Gibbs.

Gibbs picked up something from the coffee table and Harry recognized it as the picture he broke before it was handed to Abby who handed it to Ducky after a minute. About a minute later Ducky put it back on the table except this time not face down but standing up. Both he and Abby were quiet realizing that whatever they were here to hear was important and seemed to be difficult for Gibbs to talk about.

"The picture is of me, my wife Shannon, and our daughter Kelly. During desert storm they were killed, I was deployed at the time. Shannon had witnessed a petty officer getting killed, and had agreed to testify. The day she was to be in court had been declared a snow day, so she had to bring Kelly with her, even though she was only eight. Shannon didn't want her there, but there wasn't anyone to babysit apparently. They were being driven by an agent I don't know if it was NICS or FBI I never thought to ask. On the way to the court house the driver was shot, and he died instantly. It was the crash after that happened that killed my wife and daughter. NCIS got the case because the car landed in a naval hospital parking lot, it wasn't until later that they identified the victims and realized that it was a Marines wife and daughter in the car along with a federal agent."

By that time Gibbs couldn't talk about it anymore and Abby was hugging him from his other side like Harry while Ducky had both of Gibbs hands in his. Gibbs head was angled down words and he was staring at the picture with tears silently making their way down his face. No one said a word because even if there was something they could say and they had thought of it; they knew it wasn't the time. They gave Gibbs their silent support not bothering to hide the tears of their own that were for him as much as they were for the women and child that were taken well before their time.

Forty minutes later the silence was broken by a shrill ring from Gibbs cell phone. Gibbs had stopped crying a little while before his phone rang so he was able to answer it with his normal "Gibbs" after extracting himself from Harry, Abby, and Ducky.

"The damn uncle got bailed out somehow. It's been less than five minutes and there is a patrol car discreetly following them." The director didn't waste time on small talk after Gibbs had answered the phone.

"Them?" Gibbs asked wondering who would waste money on that fat pig especially since it was obvious he would be convicted of the crimes.

"A Marge Dursley, Vernon sister who social service called because of Dudley. Don't worry too much Jethro a car will be on them throughout the night and they have instructions to call me immediately if they head your way or around the place where Dudley is staying."

"All right, thanks director." Hanging up, Gibbs sat back down while picking Harry up so he ended up in his lap. He didn't want to scare Harry, but he needed to know what was going on, and what to do if anything happened. Also Abby and Ducky needed to know as well in case they are around if or when Harry's uncle shows up. Looking up from Harry's curious face he saw that both Ducky and Abby had an idea of what the phone call was about by the looks on their faces.

"Harry that was the boss, he was calling to warn me that your uncle was bailed out of jail five minutes ago. A couple of officers are following them tonight, so if they come around this area we will be warned. The door is going to be locked at all times and until your uncle is back in jail I don't want you opening it for any reason. Down that hallway there is another door that goes to the back yard, it's locked as well but if your uncle shows up here I want you to go out there and run. I'll show you where I want you to go in a few minutes. Abby did you bring what I asked you to?"

"Yes, and I programmed in the numbers for you already." Abby said grabbing her bag and taking out her old cell phone handing it to Gibbs.

"Thank you," Gibbs said. He handed it to Harry and quickly showed him how to use it, and where the numbers are before saying, "I want you to keep this on you at all times. If your uncle shows up and I don't come get you after a while I want you to call Abby, Ducky or the boss. After you talk to one of them or if you don't get them on the first try I want you to call 911. All you will have to do is tell them what happened and where it happened. Abby and Ducky will see where I want you to go so they will be able to find you if anything does happen. If you can't get a hold of anyone one on the phone I want you to stay where you are and keep trying. I'm going to put one other number in the phone but you're only to call this number if it's been a few hours and still haven't talked to anyone. The number is my fathers, and you will only have to tell him where you are after saying 'LJ is helping me but needs help.' If anything happens and Abby and Ducky are there I want you to listen to them, even if someone else says something different. If your uncle shows up and all three of us are there I still want you to do what Abby and Ducky say, even if it means leaving me behind okay Harry?"

Harry nodded and verbally agreed when Gibbs pressed him to. Abby took out the cell phone charger and showed both Harry and Gibbs how to use it before they all went into the back yard. Abby was carrying Harry because Gibbs had grabbed his gun and two flashlights for him and Ducky. While walking to the little hideaway in the back yard Gibbs made sure to point out various things to the other three so they would be able to get there and back without getting lost or losing time.

Back at the house Gibbs made sure everyone understood what to do before Abby and Ducky left with hugs from Harry, and words of caution from Gibbs. Locking the door after them Gibbs knew that Harry was scared and decided that they watch a movie until bed time.

Harry sat on Gibbs lap after the movie was in but spoke up before Gibbs could start it. "Who bailed him out? Who is 'them'?"

Gibbs sighed but answered, "Marge Dursley. Do you know her?"

"Yes," Harry answered shivering at the thought of her. "She's mean too. She would talk bad about my parents, make me do stuff for her like carrying all her bags, and she would sic her dog on me. She wasn't even my aunt but I was forced to call her that."

"Thank you for telling me Harry." Gibbs said hugging him close and after a minute started the movie Alice in wonderland. While Harry was engrossed in the movie Gibbs was listening closely to the sounds of the house just in case. From his own experience, observation, and the things that Harry told him he was sure that at least his uncle would come after him, and now it seemed his sister would be coming along for revenge as well.

After the movie while Harry was brushing his teeth and getting ready for bed Gibbs was going through the house making sure windows and doors were locked and that everything was off. Meeting Harry in the hallway Gibbs picked him up and bypassing Harry's room went into his after making sure Harry had the cell phone and charger.

When both of them had settled down for the night with Gibbs gun and the charging cell phone within reach Harry cuddled up to Gibbs and quietly said "Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?" Gibbs asked in a whisper still listening for any sounds that didn't belong.

"For everything," Harry answered still whispering like Gibbs. "I didn't get to thank Max for what he did, and now I never will. I just want you to know I appreciate everything you've done for me just in case. Especially for letting me sleep in here with you tonight."

"It's my pleasure Harry and I'm not going anywhere."

"You can't promise me that. You can promise to be careful, promise to protect me, and even promise to do everything in your power to come back to me, but you can't promise me not to get hurt, that you won't die, that you won't be murdered, or that you'll always be here because you can't control everything and we both know it."

"True, but there are other things I can promise as well. I will be here if you ever need me for anything. I'll always talk and listen to you. I'll care for you until my last breath. That no one will hurt you while I'm around. I'll teach you everything I know, and I'll make sure that you have everything you need. You will have everything you want as long as it's within reason of course. I promise you it all including the ones you said for as long as you want or need me. And if I do die then I will always watch over you along with your parents, and Max." After gently wiping away Harry's tears Gibbs continued. "It's time for bed Harry, and don't worry that's the adults job."

As Gibbs had intended the little joke he told got a small smile from Harry before he snuggled closer and closed his eyes muttering "goodnight". Gibbs himself stayed up until he was sure Harry had fallen asleep and even stayed awake a little longer to make sure there wasn't going to be any surprises that night.

An: I can't remember who but I thank the person who told me that social services would call Marge for Dudley. If you remind me who you are then I will editthis to give you credit. I was going to add more before updating but I couldn't decide what to do with Harry's Uncle so I decided to set up a poll and let all of you decide for the next chapter. So please Vote and Review!