Blair, in her cat form, had started cheerfully walking towards the school as she set paw out the door. She was probably worrying over nothing. Harry was probably having the time of his life, learning, making lots and lots of friends... But she felt it necessary to keep an eye on her charge, and make sure things were going well for him.
When she finally reached school grounds, she heard the familiar voice of Dudley and some of his stupid friends yelling at someone. Blair sighed and shook her head.
"The baby hippo's beating someone up again...I'll have to teach him a lesson." With a small smirk, the cat took off in the direction of the yelling and hid in some nearby bushes.
Then, she got a glimpse of who the victim was.
Blair's eyes widened in shock...then narrowed as she began to tremble with raw anger.
Dudley and his gang laughed as they pounded the freak, punching and kicking him, making him bleed and bruise...And he wasn't doing a single thing about it! Nothing could ruin this moment!
...Except, of course, suddenly finding themselves levitated several feet in the air and tossed all the way to the other side of the school.
As soon as the bullies were out of sight, Blair sprang from the bushes and rushed to the little boy's side.
"HARRY!" She called. Harry didn't respond. He was trembling hard, tears forming in his eyes. She saw that he was terrified and in pain. Immediately, she turned into her human form and pulled him into her arms, holding him tightly against her chest. Harry felt himself being held, and looked up to see his caretaker's concerned face. He whimpered softly, then wrapped his little arms around her and buried his face into her chest, wanting to feel safe. He hated this school...Everyone was so mean to him... He let out another whimper, and Blair felt a few tears stain her clothes. She stroked his back gently. "Shh...It's okay, Pumpkin. I'm here now. Let's go home..." As she stood, Blair felt the anger bubbling inside her. Holding Harry closer, practically hiding him from view, she stormed off of school grounds and made her way back home.
Dudley was gonna get it when he got back...
And so...
Blair threw the door to the house open and walked up to Harry's bedroom, then placed him on his bed. He had long since stopped trembling, and looked up at her. He flinched when he saw how angry she was. Blair's expression softened and she placed a hand on his cheek.
"I'm not mad at you, sweetie." She assured gently. "I'm mad at the little monsters that hurt you." Harry trembled...then sat up and hugged Blair again, which she returned instantaneously.
"I-I hate it there, Blair...Th-They're all so mean to me, and I don't know why! P-Please don't make me go back! I don't wanna...Please..."
"Mean to you? Dudley and his friends have always been mean to you, sweetie."
"B-But...the teachers..." Blair's eyes widened. The TEACHERS had the audacity to pick on her precious little Pumpkin?!
"What did the teachers do to you, Pumpkin?" She asked softly, moving a stray lock of hair from the little boy's forehead.
"They looked at me mean..."
"What do you mean?"
"L-Like the way you look at Aunt Petunia and Dudley..."
"They GLARED at you?"
"Y-Yes..."
"And...you don't know why?"
"N-No..."
Blair gritted her teeth and seethed with rage. Her sweet, sensitive little Pumpkin who wouldn't hurt a fly did NOT deserve to be glared at... Shaking her head, she looked down at him again and ran her fingers through his hair.
"C'mon, sweetie. Let's try to fix you up, 'kay?" Harry looked up at her and nodded.
Twenty five minutes later...
It hadn't taken long to heal Harry's injuries. Blair had practiced a healing spell for three weeks straight in case her charge ever got hurt again, and combining this with Harry's own natural magic speeded up the process immensely. Blair was tucked in Harry's bed with him laying on top of her, reading him a story, when she heard the phone ring from downstairs. Dudley hadn't returned from school yet, and Petunia was out grocery shopping. Sighing in exasperation, she handed Harry the book and gently placed him on the bed.
"I'll be back, 'kay sweetie?" Giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, she walked downstairs to answer the phone. She picked it up.
"Hey. What is it?" She said uninterestedly.
"Who is this?" A voice on the other side of the phone asked.
"Well, who is this?" Blair replied back with a teasing tone in her voice. The man on the other end cleared his throat.
"This is the principal of Privet Elementary School." Blair's smile immediately faded, and her expression darkened, a slight hissing sound escpaing her throat.
"What do YOU want?" She said bitterly.
"When Mrs. Dursley returns home, please inform her that the troublemaker she warned us about, Harry "James" Potter, has gotten into a fight, injured five students, and left school grounds." Blair's eyes became mere slits, and she trembled with rage. How she did not destroy the phone by squeezing it too hard was a mystery.
"Troublemaker...?" She growled into the phone. "HARRY'S THE TROUBLEMAKER?!"
"M-Ma'am, please calm down-"
"SHUT UP! I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT! LET ME EXPLAIN SOMETHING TO YOU, YOU STUPID PIECE OF CRAP! MY SWEET LITTLE PUMPKIN IS NOT A TROUBLEMAKER! THOSE LITTLE MONSTERS ATTACKED HIM FIRST! HE HIT BACK TO PROTECT HIMSELF! HE'S NOT AT THE SCHOOL RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I TOOK HIM HOME! HE WAS BLEEDING! THEY NEARLY BROKE HIS LEG! HE'S LUCKY I WAS ABLE TO FIX IT! YOU JUST ASSUMED HE WAS A TROUBLEMAKER BECAUSE SOME STUPID UGLY BITCH WHO LOOKS LIKE A HORSE WALKED IN AND SAID HE WAS?! YOU JUST INSTANTLY BELIEVED HER?! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT HIM! IF ANY OF THOSE ASSHOLES THAT WORK AT THAT JOKE YOU CALL A SCHOOL TOOK THE TIME TO GET TO KNOW HIM, THEY'D KNOW FOR SURE THAT HORSEBITCH IS LYING! HE'S AN ABSOLUTE ANGEL, AND YOU TREATED HIM LIKE CRAP JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE TOLD YOU HE WAS A TROUBLEMAKER!? F*CK YOU! F*CK YOU F*CK YOU F*CK! YOU! DUDLEY'S THE REAL TROUBLEMAKER AT THAT SCHOOL! HE'S AN EVIL LITTLE MONSTER WHO PICKS ON EVERYONE FOR FUN, AND HE SHOULD BE IN MILITARY SCHOOL!"
There was a moment of silence, Blair's heavy breathing being the only sound.
"...Is this true? ...I'm very, VERY sorry, ma'am. You're absolutely right. We are in the wrong, and when he comes back, we'll be sure to-"
"HE'S NOT COMING BACK! NEVER! I DON'T WANT MY PUMPKIN GOING TO YOUR STUPID F*CKING WORTHLESS PILE OF SH*T SCHOOL! I'LL TEACH HIM MYSELF, THAT'S WHAT I'LL DO! YOU ARE NEVER GONNA SEE HIM AGAIN!"
Not even giving the man a chance to reply, she slammed the phone onto the receiver as hard as she could and panted heavily. She was seeing red. Just WAIT until Horseface and the Hippo got home...
Speak of the devil, the door chose that exact moment to open. Petunia walked in, carrying several bags of groceries...and then felt herself being roughly grabbed by the hair and dragged to the living room, where she was violently pinned against the wall.
"Wh-Wha-" She stopped when she saw the absolutely murderous expression on Blair's face.
"...A TROUBLEMAKER, huh?" Petunia paled, realizing she had found out. "Well, I can be a bit of a troublemaker myself. I get into my fair share of catfights. Case in point..."
Harry was hiding under his covers, trembling in fear. He loved Blair, and was starting to see her as a mother figure...But she was so scary when she was mad... The house was literally shaking from the beating she was currently giving Petunia.
Blair stood up and scowled at the bruised, bloodied form of Petunia. She spat on her, then healed her with her magic. Petunia stood shakily.
"Wh-Why-" Blair grabbed her by her shirt, glaring deep into her eyes.
"...Don't go near him. Don't look at him. Don't talk to him. Don't even talk ABOUT OR NEAR him. Don't even THINK ABOUT HIM. You and your fat son aren't allowed to have anything to do with him. If you do, I'll beat you again. And next time, I WON'T heal you. Got it?" Petunia nodded, whimpering and sobbing softly. "Good." Blair tossed her onto the floor. Then the door opened again. "Okay, crybaby, I have to go spank your son a few hundred times. And you're not gonna do a single thing about it. Riiiiight?" Petunia nodded again. "Good." Blair turned to walk out of the kitchen. "Oh Dudleeeeeey~!"