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Surrey the Hard Horse pub.

The entire group that went to privet drive enjoyed a pint

Two officers and four convicts in total.

But all had their reservations.

One had looked beyond duty

Two saw a fellow orphan,

The fourth saw a hurt kid.

Even his father and uncle would not hurt kids.

Both policemen were drinking and hoping to find a case. That they could solve. Seeing the toys was okay, but not seeing the child s bedroom was an alert.

"Well lads we are all on alert." Frost started

The men at the table nodded.

"Me and Barnard went in and saw a another child's playroom."

"Boss Grunnings was not so gentle with him." Garvin was the spokesman of the Grunnings workers. "it might raise hostilities against the kid."

"His son and his girl raised an alarm to." Moon piped in

"Indeed and getting a warrant will be a problem Mullet being a classmate of Dursley." Barnard said.

"Well lets focus on evidence first then" Frost started.

The men put their heads together hoping to find an answer.

Lavender Brown P.O.V.

Lavender was happy this morning her "grandfather" had finished his books and magazines.

Maybe she could trade with Harry this afternoon.

That Harry got her some girl books was nice.

Maybe he had got his hands on some more reading.

It might not be the way things worked. But it worked for them.

For now she prepared for school.

While entering school she saw miss Braddock talk to Dudley.

Asking about his cousin,

Dudley made up a story for the teacher. As usual.

Mullet P.O..V.

"Hello Barnard how is your uncle?" The local superintended asked.

"He is fine sir" the young detective said.

"That's good no problems with Frost I hope." Mullet said.

"No Sir. But we might have found a case." Mullet raised an eyebrow at this.

"a young boy being abused." Barnard said.

"That's terrible." Mullet said.

"indeed sir." Barnard said. "Where checking everything of course."

"Of course" was Mullets reply.

"well we need a warrant to check his home." The young detective said.

"But of course" Mullet said. Picking up the phone to call the local magistrate.

Barnard gave a smile at the gesture.

General P.O.V.

The next weekend was a surprise for Privet drive.

When the police raided number four.

Every neighbour was betting on them taking Harry the hooligan away.

When both Vernon and Petunia where lead away in cuffs there was an uproar.

When they saw the little hooligan be taken by an ambulance most of them started to ask questions taking of their blinders.

The kids of the street knew the answers. But the adults did not like the answers.

Frost and Barnard had been very through looking at Four privet drive,

Finding Harry in the cupboard was almost a Godsend. Not liked but needed

The child like whale was different Frost almost wanted to coif him over the head the little whiner he was .

A.N,

The series I use are

X-men Braddock family

A touch of Frost

Smith and Jones a joke on M.I.B.

Garvin is a joke on a bestseller from the sixities.