After Dash, Misty, Lily and Esperanza all agreed to looking after the child that was with their owners, the strange cat suddenly appeared at their hooves.
"I have only told Dash a little bit about our young Mister Potter, or, in your case, Harry. He was being raised by his mother's older sister and he was supposed to come and live with your owner when he was one year old." The mystery cat with strange shapes around it eyes told the four mares.
"What happened to make the child so shy and frightened?" Esperanza asked the mystery cat.
"He was being raised abusively by his old uncle and aunt because of how different he is to them, with Harry having magic running through his blood and bones. They feel that he is a freak and I can say they are the most unpleasantly muggle family I have ever seen." The mystery cat told them.
"What kind of abuse do you mean?" Lily asked her with a hint of panic in her eyes.
"Neglect, verbal abuse, emotional abuse. They pampered and spoilt their child with many presents and trips out for his birthday while Harry only ever received negative attention from them. He was made to do all the household chores and when something bad happened, at school or work, they took it out on the child, even when he had nothing to do with it." The mystery Cat told them flatly with a scowl at the unpleasant knowledge.
"T-th-that is horrible! These people who were looking after the shy child will feel my strength if I ever get to them and pay dearly for what they did to him!" Misty replied to the mystery cat with harshest anger.
"I agree with my daughter. Those humans, as you call them, sound more like horrible beasts. If we ever meet them they are going to get some punishment of their own." Esperanza told the strange cat, speaking for all of the mares.
"I will have to ask your owner about making some arrangements to send the Dursleys over so you can see them. I must return home now but I will return in a couple of days." The strange cat said to them and then vanished into thin air when Harry and their owners got closer.
As the three of them arrived at the gate to the mares' field, separated from the stallions in the yard, Harry couldn't explain why he thought that the horses were going to hurt him, other than being a freak, as his uncle always called him.
"We are always watching out for you, young rider." A female voice told him, which Harry could have sworn was from one of the horses.
"So, Harry, which horse do you like?" The man asked his nephew.
"They are all beautiful, sir." Harry told him.
"That's good, Harry. For now, you have to learn the basics in riding. You be riding Misty, who is the one close to the left of Esperanza, they are mother and daughter." The man told him, as he too enjoyed riding when he had a chance, when he wasn't at work at the bank.
"Ah. Okay, sir." Harry responded to him with a little bi of surprise.
"Harry, there's no need to keep calling me sir. From now on call me Uncle William or Uncle W." The man told him, so Harry could hopefully become more relaxed around him.
"Okay then, Uncle W." Harry told him, trying to get used to his new family.
"Harry, you have a cousin called Sarah who will help with your riding too. Right now, she is at a stable yard that she will bring you to once you are used to horses and of course ourselves. We are family now, no matter what you do and think." Rose told her nephew.
"I know Aunty Rose, but it's going to take me time to get used to everything. I feel like a freak." Harry told them honesty.
"There's no need to feel like a freak, Harry. I've got something to show you later, when William here goes off to work." Rose replied to nephew with a smile.
"Well, I must get going then. I'll see you lot at dinner." William told them with a chuckle as he walked off towards his car.
"So, Aunty, what did you want to show me?" Harry asked his new aunt.
"I am also what your old aunt would call "a freak". I am a witch while you, Harry, are a wizard, as I assume Albus told you already?" Rose told him.
"Yes, he did, and I can call Fawkes who is his Phoenix." Harry told her, and to the both of them and the horses, said Phoenix appeared as soon as Harry had said his name.
"Harry, when you just say his name and he appears, it means that you have a connection to him, like just like Albus does." Rose told her nephew, surprised to see the legendary phoenix.
"She is right, young master. We phoenixes always come when our names are said." Fawkes told him.
"Thanks, Fawkes." Harry told the phoenix, to the surprise everyone around him.
"Not a problem, young master." Fawkes told him before flaming away from them and back to his master and his home at Hogwarts.
"Did you just understand him, Harry?" Rose asked her nephew a little shocked.
"Yes. I always thought that I could hear cats and dogs talking and your horses too." Harry told her happy and embarrassed about his ability.
"There is one person in our history that can do what you can do, Harry." Rose told her as she took him to the house. She got him to take a seat and pulled out a blank piece of old paper.
"What's that for?" Harry asked his aunt, looking at the paper.
"This can tell you about your family tree, Harry. All you have to do is put a bit of your blood onto it so it can run it's course." Rose told him.
So as Harry did as he was told, pricking his finger and let a bit of his blood drip onto the paper. It glowed a brilliant, golden light and faded after it was complete, a sprawling family tree now displayed on the paper.
"Let's see who's on your family tree, Harry." Rose told him.
Harry could see his parents, James Potter and Lily Evans, his mother's sisters, Petunia Evans and Rose Evans, their husbands, Vernon Dursley and William Whitney, his aunt Marjorie Dursley, his cousins Dudley Dursley and and Sarah Whitney, and their families. He could see his grandparents too, his father's parents Fleamont Potter and Euphemia Potter and his mother's parents Thomas Evans and Daisy Evans. There were even notes about who had who as their godfather and godmothers, Harry's godfather being a man he had never heard of, Sirius Black.
After a few moments, his aunt pointed out a specific person to Harry, a distant ancestor on his mother's side, John Dolittle.
"Doctor Dolittle? I thought he was just a story." Harry asked his aunt.
"The book is based on him, written by another one of his descendants." Rose answered, pointing out Hugh Lofting as a descendant through one of his daughters.
"So, Doctor Dolittle could really talk to animals?" Harry asked.
"Yes, he could." Rose told him.
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