CLASSIFICATION: PG-13 for mild violence later on in the story.
SUMMARY: Is Dumbledore all he seems to be? Why was Harry at Hogwarts, when this seemed to have nothing to do with him?
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, in any way, shape or form. I love to read the books, but I sure don't own them. J.K. Rowling and WB do. This is simply a tribute to the Harry Potter series. I am making no money from this and I'm just enjoying sharing my own crazy ideas.
AUTHORS NOTE: This was my first fan fiction that I ever posted. I pulled it down because it needed to be re-written. However, I have decided to keep this as it is, and use it as a template for the next fic after 'Hate & Love' I hope you all enjoy... This was written almost three years ago and hasn't been changed since. I am under no delusions that it is any good. Just something I wrote.
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From Chapter Four:
As soon as Sirius finished his coughing fit, she fixed her gaze upon Lupin. "Perhaps it is time."
Lupin looked down at Sirius for his consent, for Sirius was in no condition to speak for himself. Sirius nodded his accent.
Lupin started to speak "Now, as to the reason we wanted you here."---------------------------------------------------------------------
Chapter Five
Back to the Dursleys
Lupin looked at Harry and for a few moments, appraised the situation. Although it had been said numerous times, he looked so much like his late father James, it was uncanny. The only real difference was his eyes; he had Lily's eyes. He already had a good idea of what Harry's reaction would be to the news he was about to impart to him.
"Harry, one of the seven wizards we caught was Peter." Lupin watched Harry's eyes widen in shock. "He has been brought in front of the Ministry of Magic, under a truth potion. Sirius is now a free man."
As Lupin spoke, Harry's eyes had grown wider and wider with anticipation. He felt everyone watching him as this news sunk in. "Does, does this mean?" Harry fumbled with his words. "Does this mean I can go home with you?" He looked down at his godfather, his eyes shinning with delight.
Sirius nodded, a smile spreading across his gaunt face. Before he had a chance to say anything, Harry cried out in delight and threw his arms around Sirius.
Madam Nurr and Lupin looked at each other smiling.
Madam Nurr wiped a tear out of her eye and laughed softly. "I love family reunions."
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Dumbledore decided that this would be the right time for him to reemerge from the shadows. Stepping forward, he reached down to his desk and picked up a document from the desk.
Clearing his throat, he broke into the happy reunion. "I have already started the proceedings that will transfer your custody Harry. All that you need to do is have your Uncle sign these forms and you are free to live with Sirius."
The other four were startled and jumped a little. They had forgotten that Dumbledore had been in the room.
Harry reached out tentatively for the papers as Dumbledore smiled at him. "Thank you, Professor Dumbledore, sir." Harry said, his voice cracking from the unrestrained emotion coursing though him.
Dumbledore smiled from Harry to Sirius. "You are welcome."
"Now I have some questions that have not been answered as of yet." Dumbledore continued. "Although I have heard this tale twice now." He looked to Madam Nurr. "There is only one person who would be able to answer those questions, but she has not yet to speak."
Bowing her head slightly, Madam Nurr spoke. "You have asked me before M'Lord Dumbledore, and as I have said, I can not answer you." She sighed. "I am the Keeper, as members of my family have been the Keeper since before time. I will know when the time comes to reveal what I keep." Looking up at Dumbledore. "What I can tell you is that the people that were in the shadows. The ones that Remus saw," glancing at Lupin, "will not be held off the same way again. They will know how to bypass that little trick next time." She shook her head, sadly. "Perhaps I will be able to do something else, but I do not know. They are strong, very strong."
Dumbledore watched her closely, and then nodded. "That I understand." He turned to Harry and Lupin. "Will you help Madam Nurr get Mr. Black to the Hospital Wing? I am sure that you still have much to discuss."
Both Harry and Lupin nodded, and then helped Sirius to his feet.
As they made there way to leave Dumbledore's office, Harry turned his head and smiled. "Thank you Professor Dumbledore." However, he was not heard, Dumbledore was stroking Fawkes and looking out over the grounds.
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Once they reached the Hospital Wing, Harry and Lupin helped Sirius to his bed. Madam Pomfrey and Madam Nurr fussed over Sirius after ordering the other two men to the other side of the room.
Madam Pomfrey started to go on about how Sirius should not have left the hospital wing, and how his fever must taken care of immediately. Madam Nurr spoke calmly to her. "Poppy, come on now dear. He had to go. There was family business that he needed to attend to. I brought him back as soon as I could." She smiled a bit at Madam Pomfrey. "He is alright now. All he needs is a pepper up potion."
Madam Pomfrey glared over at Harry and Lupin as if this was their entire fault and then stormed off to her office muttering under her breath about forbidden curses.
Madam Nurr shook her head as she watched her leave. "I'm sorry about that. Poppy feels this as a sort of test of her powers. I wish there was more we could do for him." She looked at Sirius. "However, that curse," sighing, "was one of the worst. There is no way to truly heal it. We can take care of it a bit at a time, but he has to heal on his own." She sounded like she growled the last breath under her breath. "I can not understand it. I would normally be able to take care of something like this. Even with that curse, I should be able to cure him."
Lupin placed his hand on Madam Nurr's shoulder. "Tei, he'll be alright. He is doing much better than last week. You have said so yourself. Anyway," he grinned at Harry, "we have plans to make."
"Plans?" Harry asked.
"Well Harry," Sirius said from the bed, "we do have to get the Dursleys to sign those papers." He grinned. "Why don't we have some fun with them while we do it?"
A grin spread over Harry's face, and he glanced at his watch. "They're going to expect me to be in my room in about four hours." A thought spread though Harry's mind. Had it really been four hours since he arrived at Hogwarts? It had not seamed that long. He shrugged to himself.
Sirius's eyes narrowed. "What have they being doing to you Harry? Your looking a bit thin, and I would have thought you would have more color at this time of year."
Harry proceeded to explain what happened the first day he arrived back from Hogwarts at the beginning of the summer. How they had not been at the station to pick him up, then when he had arrived quite late that evening because of the Knight Bus, he was locked in his room. As Harry spoke, Sirius, Lupin and Madam Nurr all had shocked looks on their faces.
Madam Nurr breathed "They did that to you?"
Harry nodded.
Sirius looked as if he had murder in his eyes. "We will make them learn how to treat my godson." He looked at Lupin who nodded. "I think we will use plan B." Looking to Madam Nurr, "Tei, will you join us?"
She nodded a glint in her eyes. "I would be most honored M'Lord."
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Meanwhile, back at the Dursleys, three hours later, Uncle Vernon was heading towards Harry's room to let him out for his nightly bathroom break. Aunt Petunia had mentioned to him earlier that Harry did not eat his lunch or dinner, but that was his own fault. If the little brat did not want to eat, why should he worry?
As he reached the door, he knocked first, just to make sure he would not have to see any of that wizarding stuff Harry had. After a few seconds, he put the key in the lock and turned it. He started to whistle as he reached for the door, and then turned the knob.
What he saw within the room was not what he expected. The room itself was spotless. Harry's bed had been made and everything was put away neatly. There was only one problem with this scene, no Harry.
"Petunia!" Uncle Vernon yelled. "He's gone."
Aunt Petunia came running up the stairs while Dudley poked his head out his bedroom door.
"Vernon, where could he have gone? He could not get out of this room."
"The window. He got out the window. Just like he did the last time." His round cheeks were burning red in anger. "Looks like he intends to come back though." Uncle Vernon was looking at the chest, which held Harry's wizarding supplies. "He will not find it so easy to get back in." His eyes were glinting with an evil light. "Get the phone Petunia."
Aunt Petunia went quickly down the stairs and got both the phone and the phonebook. Then heard something thumping down the stairs. She went to look, only to see Uncle Vernon dragging Harry's trunk down the stairs, and shove it in the cupboard under the stairs.
"He is not going back there Petunia. He is getting wild ideas. I will not have one of those in my family, or staying in my home. Give me the phone." Uncle Vernon took the phone and called a friend of his. The same man who once before installed the bars on Harry's windows.
Twenty minutes later, there came a knock on the door. Aunt Petunia opened it and smiled. "Vernon is upstairs in the room. Thank you for coming so soon."
The man nodded and tromped up the stairs. Since he had already been there once before, he just followed Uncle Vernon's humming.
Uncle Vernon and the man quickly installed the bars. The man questioned why they were doing this, but Vernon just made a non-committal comment, and continued putting in the bars.
As they finished up, Uncle Vernon turned to his friend. "Thanks Clive means a lot. Must come over for dinner later this week." They went down the stairs towards the front door.
It was just as they reached the door, the doorbell rang.
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Uncle Vernon eyed Aunt Petunia and mouthed 'are you expecting anyone?'
Aunt Petunia shook her head no.
He opened the door to two people about his age wearing neat suits. They spoke. "Good evening sir, we are here on behalf of child services. We have been getting reports of child abuse about this residence, and would like a look around."
Uncle Vernon's mouth started to mouth something unintelligible and waved them in. Clive quickly slipped out the door, not wanting to be caught in what ever was going to happen. Any way, this would make great gossip to give to his wife.
The two people stepped into the house. The male was dressed in a well-tailored suit, his hair although a little long, was drawn back in a tail. The woman was dressed in a three piece suit, a light gray that set off the color of her floor length white hair, which was in a braid. They looked around the house knowingly and nodded to each other.
The woman spoke. "My name is Miss. Kefira, and this is Mr. Lupin. I appreciate the fact that you have allowed us into your home." The man, Mr. Lupin, stood behind Miss. Kefira, a scowl fixed upon his face. Miss. Kefira, on the other hand, had a sweet calming smile.
"We have had reports that there are two young men living within this home, and would like to question the both of them. We would also appreciate a chance to look around both of their rooms." Miss. Kefira said sweetly.
Aunt Petunia's face grew pale, and Uncle Vernon started to look like a fish.
Aunt Petunia was the first to speak, while the two people from child services were watching them. "My nephew Harry is out for the evening. He left earlier today. My son Dudley is up in his room playing on his computer. I'll go get him for you."
Miss. Kefira spoke up. "No need, Mrs. Dursley. We will speak to him within his own domain. He will feel more at ease there. I would like to see your nephew's room first though please."
Uncle Vernon swallowed and nodded, thinking of the bars he had just installed in the windows. "Right this way."
Both Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia started up the stairs first, followed closely behind by Mr. Lupin, and then Miss. Kefira. Before they started up the stairs behind them then, they exchanged a quick grin.
Fixing the looks back on their faces, just before they had reached Harry's door. Uncle Vernon was standing close to it, as if trying to hide the cat flap that was installed on the bottom of it.
"What is that?" Mr. Lupin said, speaking for the first time. His voice low and gruff.
"What? What... oh that?" Uncle Vernon shuffled his feet. "A joke, just a joke." However, as he spoke Mr. Lupin started jotting down notes on a piece of paper.
Uncle Vernon opened the door; thankful he had not locked it before hand. What he saw in the room nearly sent him into a state of shock. Harry was lying on the bed, his hands cradled behind his head. The window was closed and the bars seemed to gleam in the moonlight.
Once again, Mr. Lupin spoke. "I thought you said this young man was out for the evening." He started to make more notes and looking at the bars. "What do you call those Mr. Dursley? Another joke?"
However, Uncle Vernon could not speak, this was just too much. There was no way that Harry could have gotten back into the room with out either him or Petunia seeing him.
Harry slowly sat up and looked at the two new comers in his room, and said in a very calm voice. "Is it time for me to go to the bathroom? I did not hear the lock turn. I am very sorry, I would have been ready for you."
Uncle Vernon seemed to find his voice. "Little tike, just joking, aren't you Harry?" He gave Harry an evil look.
Harry just shook his head. "Does this mean I do not get to use the washroom this evening sir? I do not know if I can wait until morning." It was all Harry could do not to break out in a grin while speaking. Miss. Kefira winked at him.
Uncle Vernon forced out a choked laugh, avoiding the question about bars on the windows.
Miss. Kefira spoke to Harry. "Young man, you do not look well. When was your last meal?"
"They push me in three meals a day Madam, but it is not much. Just a can of cold soup." Harry answered.
Miss. Kefira's eyes grew sterner, and she looked out the bedroom door to Aunt Petunia. "You push meals into this young man?"
Harry cut in. "It is not so bad Madam. Until today, I at least had my schoolwork to keep me busy. However, they took my trunk away. Maybe Dudley will allow me to do his for him."
Mr. Lupin glared at Harry, but there was a twinkle in his eyes. He then looked at Uncle Vernon. "I want to see this, Dudley."
Dudley, who had been poking his fat head out his bedroom door, listening to every word, waddled towards Harry's room. "What?"
As soon as Miss. Kefira saw Dudley, she looked to and from Mr. and Mrs. Dursley. "What is this? One child so skinny he would fit in a third world country and the other so fat he can not even walk right." She looked indignant.
Uncle Vernon looked affright. "We put our little tike on a diet, he just is big boned."
Miss. Kefira shook her head, and then reached into her bag. "I will give you an option Mr. Dursley. Mr. Sirius Black, Harry's godfather has offered to take the young man in, if we felt that this was an unfit place for him to live in. In my opinion, we would have to take both children away from this home, and put them in protective custody. Locking a child in their room, barring the windows." Shaking her head. She pulled out set of papers from her bag. "Just sign these and we will leave with this young man." She gestured to Harry. "However, if you do not, we will have to take both."
SUMMARY: Is Dumbledore all he seems to be? Why was Harry at Hogwarts, when this seemed to have nothing to do with him?
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, in any way, shape or form. I love to read the books, but I sure don't own them. J.K. Rowling and WB do. This is simply a tribute to the Harry Potter series. I am making no money from this and I'm just enjoying sharing my own crazy ideas.
AUTHORS NOTE: This was my first fan fiction that I ever posted. I pulled it down because it needed to be re-written. However, I have decided to keep this as it is, and use it as a template for the next fic after 'Hate & Love' I hope you all enjoy... This was written almost three years ago and hasn't been changed since. I am under no delusions that it is any good. Just something I wrote.
From Chapter Four:
As soon as Sirius finished his coughing fit, she fixed her gaze upon Lupin. "Perhaps it is time."
Lupin looked down at Sirius for his consent, for Sirius was in no condition to speak for himself. Sirius nodded his accent.
Lupin started to speak "Now, as to the reason we wanted you here."
Chapter Five
Back to the Dursleys
Lupin looked at Harry and for a few moments, appraised the situation. Although it had been said numerous times, he looked so much like his late father James, it was uncanny. The only real difference was his eyes; he had Lily's eyes. He already had a good idea of what Harry's reaction would be to the news he was about to impart to him.
"Harry, one of the seven wizards we caught was Peter." Lupin watched Harry's eyes widen in shock. "He has been brought in front of the Ministry of Magic, under a truth potion. Sirius is now a free man."
As Lupin spoke, Harry's eyes had grown wider and wider with anticipation. He felt everyone watching him as this news sunk in. "Does, does this mean?" Harry fumbled with his words. "Does this mean I can go home with you?" He looked down at his godfather, his eyes shinning with delight.
Sirius nodded, a smile spreading across his gaunt face. Before he had a chance to say anything, Harry cried out in delight and threw his arms around Sirius.
Madam Nurr and Lupin looked at each other smiling.
Madam Nurr wiped a tear out of her eye and laughed softly. "I love family reunions."
Dumbledore decided that this would be the right time for him to reemerge from the shadows. Stepping forward, he reached down to his desk and picked up a document from the desk.
Clearing his throat, he broke into the happy reunion. "I have already started the proceedings that will transfer your custody Harry. All that you need to do is have your Uncle sign these forms and you are free to live with Sirius."
The other four were startled and jumped a little. They had forgotten that Dumbledore had been in the room.
Harry reached out tentatively for the papers as Dumbledore smiled at him. "Thank you, Professor Dumbledore, sir." Harry said, his voice cracking from the unrestrained emotion coursing though him.
Dumbledore smiled from Harry to Sirius. "You are welcome."
"Now I have some questions that have not been answered as of yet." Dumbledore continued. "Although I have heard this tale twice now." He looked to Madam Nurr. "There is only one person who would be able to answer those questions, but she has not yet to speak."
Bowing her head slightly, Madam Nurr spoke. "You have asked me before M'Lord Dumbledore, and as I have said, I can not answer you." She sighed. "I am the Keeper, as members of my family have been the Keeper since before time. I will know when the time comes to reveal what I keep." Looking up at Dumbledore. "What I can tell you is that the people that were in the shadows. The ones that Remus saw," glancing at Lupin, "will not be held off the same way again. They will know how to bypass that little trick next time." She shook her head, sadly. "Perhaps I will be able to do something else, but I do not know. They are strong, very strong."
Dumbledore watched her closely, and then nodded. "That I understand." He turned to Harry and Lupin. "Will you help Madam Nurr get Mr. Black to the Hospital Wing? I am sure that you still have much to discuss."
Both Harry and Lupin nodded, and then helped Sirius to his feet.
As they made there way to leave Dumbledore's office, Harry turned his head and smiled. "Thank you Professor Dumbledore." However, he was not heard, Dumbledore was stroking Fawkes and looking out over the grounds.
Once they reached the Hospital Wing, Harry and Lupin helped Sirius to his bed. Madam Pomfrey and Madam Nurr fussed over Sirius after ordering the other two men to the other side of the room.
Madam Pomfrey started to go on about how Sirius should not have left the hospital wing, and how his fever must taken care of immediately. Madam Nurr spoke calmly to her. "Poppy, come on now dear. He had to go. There was family business that he needed to attend to. I brought him back as soon as I could." She smiled a bit at Madam Pomfrey. "He is alright now. All he needs is a pepper up potion."
Madam Pomfrey glared over at Harry and Lupin as if this was their entire fault and then stormed off to her office muttering under her breath about forbidden curses.
Madam Nurr shook her head as she watched her leave. "I'm sorry about that. Poppy feels this as a sort of test of her powers. I wish there was more we could do for him." She looked at Sirius. "However, that curse," sighing, "was one of the worst. There is no way to truly heal it. We can take care of it a bit at a time, but he has to heal on his own." She sounded like she growled the last breath under her breath. "I can not understand it. I would normally be able to take care of something like this. Even with that curse, I should be able to cure him."
Lupin placed his hand on Madam Nurr's shoulder. "Tei, he'll be alright. He is doing much better than last week. You have said so yourself. Anyway," he grinned at Harry, "we have plans to make."
"Plans?" Harry asked.
"Well Harry," Sirius said from the bed, "we do have to get the Dursleys to sign those papers." He grinned. "Why don't we have some fun with them while we do it?"
A grin spread over Harry's face, and he glanced at his watch. "They're going to expect me to be in my room in about four hours." A thought spread though Harry's mind. Had it really been four hours since he arrived at Hogwarts? It had not seamed that long. He shrugged to himself.
Sirius's eyes narrowed. "What have they being doing to you Harry? Your looking a bit thin, and I would have thought you would have more color at this time of year."
Harry proceeded to explain what happened the first day he arrived back from Hogwarts at the beginning of the summer. How they had not been at the station to pick him up, then when he had arrived quite late that evening because of the Knight Bus, he was locked in his room. As Harry spoke, Sirius, Lupin and Madam Nurr all had shocked looks on their faces.
Madam Nurr breathed "They did that to you?"
Harry nodded.
Sirius looked as if he had murder in his eyes. "We will make them learn how to treat my godson." He looked at Lupin who nodded. "I think we will use plan B." Looking to Madam Nurr, "Tei, will you join us?"
She nodded a glint in her eyes. "I would be most honored M'Lord."
Meanwhile, back at the Dursleys, three hours later, Uncle Vernon was heading towards Harry's room to let him out for his nightly bathroom break. Aunt Petunia had mentioned to him earlier that Harry did not eat his lunch or dinner, but that was his own fault. If the little brat did not want to eat, why should he worry?
As he reached the door, he knocked first, just to make sure he would not have to see any of that wizarding stuff Harry had. After a few seconds, he put the key in the lock and turned it. He started to whistle as he reached for the door, and then turned the knob.
What he saw within the room was not what he expected. The room itself was spotless. Harry's bed had been made and everything was put away neatly. There was only one problem with this scene, no Harry.
"Petunia!" Uncle Vernon yelled. "He's gone."
Aunt Petunia came running up the stairs while Dudley poked his head out his bedroom door.
"Vernon, where could he have gone? He could not get out of this room."
"The window. He got out the window. Just like he did the last time." His round cheeks were burning red in anger. "Looks like he intends to come back though." Uncle Vernon was looking at the chest, which held Harry's wizarding supplies. "He will not find it so easy to get back in." His eyes were glinting with an evil light. "Get the phone Petunia."
Aunt Petunia went quickly down the stairs and got both the phone and the phonebook. Then heard something thumping down the stairs. She went to look, only to see Uncle Vernon dragging Harry's trunk down the stairs, and shove it in the cupboard under the stairs.
"He is not going back there Petunia. He is getting wild ideas. I will not have one of those in my family, or staying in my home. Give me the phone." Uncle Vernon took the phone and called a friend of his. The same man who once before installed the bars on Harry's windows.
Twenty minutes later, there came a knock on the door. Aunt Petunia opened it and smiled. "Vernon is upstairs in the room. Thank you for coming so soon."
The man nodded and tromped up the stairs. Since he had already been there once before, he just followed Uncle Vernon's humming.
Uncle Vernon and the man quickly installed the bars. The man questioned why they were doing this, but Vernon just made a non-committal comment, and continued putting in the bars.
As they finished up, Uncle Vernon turned to his friend. "Thanks Clive means a lot. Must come over for dinner later this week." They went down the stairs towards the front door.
It was just as they reached the door, the doorbell rang.
Uncle Vernon eyed Aunt Petunia and mouthed 'are you expecting anyone?'
Aunt Petunia shook her head no.
He opened the door to two people about his age wearing neat suits. They spoke. "Good evening sir, we are here on behalf of child services. We have been getting reports of child abuse about this residence, and would like a look around."
Uncle Vernon's mouth started to mouth something unintelligible and waved them in. Clive quickly slipped out the door, not wanting to be caught in what ever was going to happen. Any way, this would make great gossip to give to his wife.
The two people stepped into the house. The male was dressed in a well-tailored suit, his hair although a little long, was drawn back in a tail. The woman was dressed in a three piece suit, a light gray that set off the color of her floor length white hair, which was in a braid. They looked around the house knowingly and nodded to each other.
The woman spoke. "My name is Miss. Kefira, and this is Mr. Lupin. I appreciate the fact that you have allowed us into your home." The man, Mr. Lupin, stood behind Miss. Kefira, a scowl fixed upon his face. Miss. Kefira, on the other hand, had a sweet calming smile.
"We have had reports that there are two young men living within this home, and would like to question the both of them. We would also appreciate a chance to look around both of their rooms." Miss. Kefira said sweetly.
Aunt Petunia's face grew pale, and Uncle Vernon started to look like a fish.
Aunt Petunia was the first to speak, while the two people from child services were watching them. "My nephew Harry is out for the evening. He left earlier today. My son Dudley is up in his room playing on his computer. I'll go get him for you."
Miss. Kefira spoke up. "No need, Mrs. Dursley. We will speak to him within his own domain. He will feel more at ease there. I would like to see your nephew's room first though please."
Uncle Vernon swallowed and nodded, thinking of the bars he had just installed in the windows. "Right this way."
Both Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia started up the stairs first, followed closely behind by Mr. Lupin, and then Miss. Kefira. Before they started up the stairs behind them then, they exchanged a quick grin.
Fixing the looks back on their faces, just before they had reached Harry's door. Uncle Vernon was standing close to it, as if trying to hide the cat flap that was installed on the bottom of it.
"What is that?" Mr. Lupin said, speaking for the first time. His voice low and gruff.
"What? What... oh that?" Uncle Vernon shuffled his feet. "A joke, just a joke." However, as he spoke Mr. Lupin started jotting down notes on a piece of paper.
Uncle Vernon opened the door; thankful he had not locked it before hand. What he saw in the room nearly sent him into a state of shock. Harry was lying on the bed, his hands cradled behind his head. The window was closed and the bars seemed to gleam in the moonlight.
Once again, Mr. Lupin spoke. "I thought you said this young man was out for the evening." He started to make more notes and looking at the bars. "What do you call those Mr. Dursley? Another joke?"
However, Uncle Vernon could not speak, this was just too much. There was no way that Harry could have gotten back into the room with out either him or Petunia seeing him.
Harry slowly sat up and looked at the two new comers in his room, and said in a very calm voice. "Is it time for me to go to the bathroom? I did not hear the lock turn. I am very sorry, I would have been ready for you."
Uncle Vernon seemed to find his voice. "Little tike, just joking, aren't you Harry?" He gave Harry an evil look.
Harry just shook his head. "Does this mean I do not get to use the washroom this evening sir? I do not know if I can wait until morning." It was all Harry could do not to break out in a grin while speaking. Miss. Kefira winked at him.
Uncle Vernon forced out a choked laugh, avoiding the question about bars on the windows.
Miss. Kefira spoke to Harry. "Young man, you do not look well. When was your last meal?"
"They push me in three meals a day Madam, but it is not much. Just a can of cold soup." Harry answered.
Miss. Kefira's eyes grew sterner, and she looked out the bedroom door to Aunt Petunia. "You push meals into this young man?"
Harry cut in. "It is not so bad Madam. Until today, I at least had my schoolwork to keep me busy. However, they took my trunk away. Maybe Dudley will allow me to do his for him."
Mr. Lupin glared at Harry, but there was a twinkle in his eyes. He then looked at Uncle Vernon. "I want to see this, Dudley."
Dudley, who had been poking his fat head out his bedroom door, listening to every word, waddled towards Harry's room. "What?"
As soon as Miss. Kefira saw Dudley, she looked to and from Mr. and Mrs. Dursley. "What is this? One child so skinny he would fit in a third world country and the other so fat he can not even walk right." She looked indignant.
Uncle Vernon looked affright. "We put our little tike on a diet, he just is big boned."
Miss. Kefira shook her head, and then reached into her bag. "I will give you an option Mr. Dursley. Mr. Sirius Black, Harry's godfather has offered to take the young man in, if we felt that this was an unfit place for him to live in. In my opinion, we would have to take both children away from this home, and put them in protective custody. Locking a child in their room, barring the windows." Shaking her head. She pulled out set of papers from her bag. "Just sign these and we will leave with this young man." She gestured to Harry. "However, if you do not, we will have to take both."