This is a chapter I have wrote without help. Usually I have one of my friends look it over. Verbus has gone dark and I have not heard from him in over a week. I am posting this now and am working on ch 9. When he gets back I will ask for his help on improving this. Early access to chapters and drafts at then add /Jtf0012 to the end. Im not trying to make money off of Harry Potter. J K Rolling owns the rights to the series. I am just trying to survive without a job. With Asthma and family with immune system deficiencies. I was told by my boss to stay home if I do not feel safe going to work at the very start of this pandemic. 7 people at my store alone got positive tests within two months after I started staying home. Just recently I got a letter stating that corporate will termonate my employment if I did not return to work because I was out for 140 days straight or got an extention and repeat this in a few months . I left because I have no clue when the Caronavirus pandemic will end. the last pandemic in 1917 lasted for a little over two years. Other pandemics can go longer then 40 years and is still being fought today. most average around three to five years with multible waves. I would only say to prepare for the long hall. I know I am trying too. Research 20 worst pandemics in history by live science if you doubt my research. I am asking 4 help and in return am giving those that help early released chapters. From this point on chapters will most likely be monthly. I am going to aim for 2k words per chapter minimum. I am also writing another story and my group is writing another. I am thinking of starting a second Harry potter fic. Still planning it though.

12:45pm

June 24

Amelia rubbed her temples as she read over the file report from Saint Mungos that lay among the witness reports and any other information she could get on Number four Privet Drive.

The file on that boy's injuries was over three sheets of parchment. Full of both current and older, poorly healed, wounds. Years of malnutrition influenced his growth.

Amelia shook her head as she cast a warming charm on herself, thinking back to when I had brought in Harry into Saint Mungos.

'Thank Merlin that I was able to move Harry and the Grangers safely into a separate room under a pseudonym. The look that the Head Healer gave me as he scanned Hadrian Potter told me everything. He was furious. Several of the less experienced healers had thrown their cookies as he read off the injuries for the Doctor-quill to write down. I can remember every one of those healers making me promise to bring the one who did this to justice.'

Amelia glanced up as the door opened and Shacklebolt walked in.

"Auror Shacklebolt, report your findings!"

Within seconds he had snapped to attention and handed the files that he could find to his boss.

"There was very little on Harry Potter's whereabouts. All I could find was that Albus Dumbledor is his magical guardian while Petunia Dursley nee Evans was his Muggle guardian. Living location unknown. Why he has a magical guardian is beyond me. He is not a muggle-born. Even muggle raised don't have one. Everything else is either sealed by Chief Warlock Dumbledor or is nonexistent."

Kingsley was still watching Amelia as she read through the files. His hand brushed through his hair in exasperation.

"I am getting a gut feeling that something is wrong with this, but I do not know what. Everything points to Chief Warlock sealing his location to protect a national celebrity after an attack that killed his parents."

Amelia could see where he was coming from. Everything looked above the books, but it was a feeling that she had. Something was wrinkling her too. Something that her years on the force was telling her.

"Anything that you could find on the Dursleys from our friends on the other side?"

Shacklebolt just sighed. "Not much. The husband holds everything just like you thought. He never had a ticket. A significant shareholder in the company he worked for, Grunnings I believe. A drill factory that his branch specialises in speciality drills from what I found. He gained control after her parents, the owners, died in a car accident that was ruled as brake failure but looks oddly suspicious from my angle. Makes a modest income and has no complaints from any of the neighbours. Only thing I can find about Harry living there is that rumours have been spread that he is a hooligan and a delinquent."

Amelia thought for a moment before she finally spoke.

"I think it is time to send a report about Harry's injuries to our friends in the Police. Send them to the Dursleys." Amelia smiled evilly at that thought. It's time to show the world his true colours.

"After finding him, I want him to be interrogated by our information gathering department."

It is time to get some answers and if Petunia is a victim too like they to often are. Then she will help the woman as well.

Its time to start paying back the Potters.