Another Extra: One Week Later...
James and Lily Potter sat pensively in the Headmasters office, with their son, Liam Potter. Harry was, as had become custom within that week, unnoticeably absent. They had been surprised by the summons for what Albus had essentially called a "Quick Chat" in his office. James, unable to stand the tension any longer between Liam's cheerful garbling and Albus crunching his customary lemon drops rather loudly, sighed.
Dumbledore, as though waiting for this cue, smiled beneficially. "I suppose you're wondering about the summons?" Sharp intakes of breath. "Well, you see it's about Harry." Noticeable breaths of relief. "I'm afraid that his magic seems relatively weak and...well, if he does turn out to be a wizard, he would be, naturally, jealous of his twin, and his status and fame. It would be a distraction for Liam, and I've considered leaving him with your sister, Petunia Dursley, and her family, if, of course, you would be willing?" At this, both Potters looked disinterested; Lily only slightly less so than James, who nodded instantly.
"We trust your judgement Albus. It's fine with us. Right, Lils'?" He turned towards his wife.
Lily Potter looked slightly apprehensive, "Well...Petunia doesn't exactly...She-she doesn't like...I mean, would she-?"
Albus smiled at her, "I have already taken the liberty of contacting her," Lily blinked, "Petunia has agreed, plus, she has a son of her own, whom I believe will keep young Harry company."
"Of course, there are also the blood wards, which will keep him safe from any Death Eaters who wish to bring him harm for who his brother is." His eyes twinkled merrily, knowing that he had already won.
"Alright then, " said Lily only slightly hesitant; after all he had guided them through the war; who could she trust if not him, Albus Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of all time and the Leader of the (so called) Light?
