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'Thoughts'

Parseltongue


(With Harry and Tyva)

Tyva took Harry to a doctor that was close by. Her husband, Zanik, carried the child since he was unconscious. The minute he picked the boy up his worry increased. Feathers were heavier than the child. It didn't take them long to arrive. The doctor was surprised to see them with the unknown boy.

"Tyva? Zanik? What is going on?" He asked as he let them inside.

This young boy fell from the sky and almost landed on Tarrant. I could tell he was abused." Tyva said.

"Lay him on the bed."

"Of course." Zanik did just that.

The doctor then looked him over. He was displeased with what he found. He made a chart and wrote down several lists before looking at the Hightopps.

"Will you be looking after the boy?" He asked. He could see how attached Tyva was.

"Yes." She answered.

"Here is a list of foods he should be eating and a list of foods he shouldn't be eating. This is a list of vitamins and nutrients he needs to have daily." He said. "This list is a list of exercises he needs to do."

"It's that bad?" She asked.

"It is." He nodded.

"Damn." She cursed.

"I'll send a letter off to the queen."

"Okay. Is he staying the night here?" Zanik asked.

"Yes."

"Then we shall be back tomorrow."

"Of course."


(The next morning)

As promised the two Hightopps returned. The doctor let them in and informed them that the child was awake. They went over to him. Both smiled as they sat down.

"Good morning Harry." Zanik greeted him. "I'm Zanik Hightopp and this is my wife Tyva."

"Nice to meet you." He said quietly.

"Nice to meet you as well."

"Who abused you?" Tyva asked.

Harry didn't know why but he told them. He told them everything. They controlled their anger. How dare they treat a child this way. His relatives and those people at school better pray they never met or else there would be hell to pay.

"You won't ever be going back there." Zanik said.

"W-what?" Harry asked in shock.

"You won't be going back to that abusive home or that toxic school environment."

"Realy?" He teared up.

"Yes really."

"Thank you." He hugged the man.

"You're welcome." He hugged him back just as tightly.

Harry was released and they took the child back to their home. They showed him to his new room. Tarrant came in and handed Harry some new clothes.

"I hope you like them. Took me a bit to make them." He admitted.

"You made these?" Harry asked, causing Tarrant to nod. "These look amazing."

Tarrant blushed. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Um, can you help me? That fall hurt my shoulder and the doctor told me not to move it much." He bit his lower lip.

"Of course." He smiled and helped Harry change.

The teen now wore a grass green button-up shirt with a faded brown jacket that had purple buttons. His pants were purple with light purple stripes. Harry loved it.

"I love it." He told Tarrant.

That made the redhead smile widely. "Good."

Tyva entered the room. She was carrying a tray of food. It followed Harry's dietary restrictions. She placed the tray on his bed.

"Eat as much as you can." She said.

"Okay."

Tarrant left and Harry ate. He didn't finish but he managed to eat half of it. Tyva took the tray away and Harry took his meds. He then fell asleep.


(With Dumbledore)

Darkness had fallen and the students were in their beds, well one wasn't. Neville Longbottom had come to Dumbledore. Harry hadn't returned to the dorm. The most shocking part was when Neville told him Harry's belongings had disappeared right before his eyes. Dumbledore entered Neville's mind and found it. He wasn't lying.

"Where is that blasted boy?" He asked after the sixth tracking charm failed.

He sent out a few people to search for the boy but they came up empty. He was forced to go to the Ministry. Harry was declared missing and many thought the boy had run away since he was caught being an attention seeker. After that he went to the bank.

"I am here to see Mr Potter's bank statements." He sneered down at the goblin.

"We can't give those to you." He said.

"Why not?" He asked in shock.

"You are no longer his guardian."

"Who is?" He demanded.

"We cannot give you that information."

"Fine." He scowled and left.

The next place he went was to the ministry. The minister reluctantly saw the man. They sat down and Albus began talking.

"As you know Potter is missing. I am no longer his magical guardian and so I can't see his bank statements. I am so worried for the boy that I request to use his magical signature to find him."

"WHAT?! No way! Absolutely not!" Fudge said. "Mr Potter is a missing teen, that most likely ran away. He's not a fugitive."

"He didn't run away. Longbottom provided a memory that his things disappeared right before his eyes."
"The answer is still no."

"Fine." He left in a huff.

"Why does the man want Potter so much?" He wondered.

Fudge called Bones and told her what happened. Both agreed that an investigation was a must. Bones began it immediately.