Thank you MK, I might ask for your child-ness input later. I'm not too sure
on kids. I'm only 15 too. LOL. Well, thax again.
Phoenix: I like that idea...But I want to stay as Canon as possible. But don't worry! You're idea will end up in use! Why? Because I LOVE SIRIUS!....who SHOULD be played by Liam Neson in PoA..but nooooo! Gary Oldman is the candidate.....srry went off again..LOL
Minervarette:AD/MM!
VoyIJC: you really did that? LOL. I used to say 'gigi' (gee-gee) in place of 'cat' as a child. Thanks for the tip!
Aeryn Alexander: sqee? LOL. i like that word.
oh, and Minervarette, I don't remember, but did you say you had a fic on FF.net? i can't recall....
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When Albus re-apperated in his living room, he was in a right fix.
Minerva had been 100& correct. The kind, but slightly clutz-like
minister had indeed botched it. Papers, quills, muggle politicians....
It all gave him a bloody headache. But all those things flew from his
mind when he entered the study. Minerva, reclining on the couch, held
a sleeping Harry in one arm and a book in the other. He glanced at her
then at the book. It was The Princess Bride. One of his favorite books.
Carefully, as not to wake either sleeper or lose her place, he took the
book and set it on the table. Taking up a particularly soft recliner, he
quickly fell asleep himself.
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Sunlight danced through the curtains in the study, waking gently one
of it's occupants. He began to cry. Harry Potter did not realize where he
was. Where was his mum? Warm arms held him. Harry stopped crying
as he studied the familiar face. It wasen't his mother, but a soothing, if
not stern older woman. He giggled.
" You certainly change moods, my boy." Albus Dumbledore picked
up the child. Harry blinked a couple of times at him. Blue, amused eyes
returned the glance. Harry let out a cute laugh. Dumbledore chuckled.
A loud yeow made both of them go pale.
"Minerva dear! It's alright! I have him!" The Tabby cat that had
moments ago been his wife closed her mouth. Harry gaped in the cute
way babies do when they have spotted an animal. She purred when
Harry reached out to pet her ( in that spot, you know, behind the ear).
She transformed back and brought Harry to her. Albus grinned.
" Dear lord Minerva! Did you have to yeow so loud?" She
blushed slightly.
" It's an instinct dear." He smiled at her. Harry looked up at them
as his 'grandfather' hugged his grandmum. Both adults smiled down
at him. He laughed.
" grahmum!" Minerva smiled.
" How do you think he learned that?" Albus gently stroked the child's
head.
" Maybe he is just intelligent?" His wife raised an eyebrow. Just then
Mikki came in.
" Shall I feed M-Harry now Madam?" Minerva had spent a hour
getting Mikki to not say little master to Harry. The witch handed her
young charge to Mikki, who held him like he was made of porcelin.
Mikki left with Harry, giving the couple a chance to talk.
" What happened Albus? Did you talk to Sirius??" His blue eyes
dimmed.
" I tried to get to him, but Cornelius forbade it." Minerva scoffed.
No one was a foolish as Fudge. " He's also refused Sirius a trial. I'm
sorry Min,. Something in me can't believe it was him. But he was
secret-keeper......" She sighed. Mikki, carrying a now-fed Harry,
entered the room. Albus took him from the delighted elf, setting him
on his knee. Minerva smiled to herself. Of all the things Minerva
wished for was Lily and James to be able to be there with thier son.
But she would have to do her best for them. Her friends. And she hoped
that Lily and James could see this: Albus Dumbledore, said to be the
most powerful wizard of the age, tossing a toddle gently on his knee.
Harry laughed and giggled. Minerva noticed how the sparkle in her
husband's eyes seemed to improve as the child laughed. He himself
was still just a boy in spirit. That was why she fell in love with him.
That spirit had kept them together, even when thier world had come
tumbleing down. She tore herself from her thoughts just in time to see
Fawkes fly through the window. The phoenix had nothing in his talons,
which releaved Minerva. Albus held out an arm to the firebird as it
landed. Baby Harry gaped at the magical creature. Fawkes's beady
eyes inspected the boy. Fawkes had never seen a baby human, nor
had Harry seen a phoenix. Both looked like they were seeing Martians.
Finally, Harry extended a small arm to the bird. Fawkes stared.
Minerva was afraid he would not likw the child, but then smiled as
he let out a lovely note and allowed Harry to pat him on the head.
Harry looked like a kid in a candy store, or an Albus Dumbledore
in a candy store, as she was often to say ( Hey! that rhymes!).
" That's a phoenix, Harry." she said. Harry blinked.
" Fawkes is his name."
" A Fwahx!" Oh well, it was a start............
Over the years Harry grew. He grew to love his grandad and
'grandmuma' as he called Minerva. They taught him all he could
learn until school, from History of Magic to the beginnings of
Potions. (He always did the latter supervised, BTW.) Harry
Potter grew up in one different way though. He was told who
he was at 8, after he had talked his granddad into a corner.
But to him, he was Harry Dumbledore, grandson of the best
wizards in the world. He was also taught about why he was
never to let anyone know of his grandmum's marriage to
his granddad. To the world, Albus Dumbledore lived alone,
Minerva McGonagall was forever single, and Harry Potter
was hidden away, with no contact to either professor.
But 11 would come fast, faster than either teacher wanted......
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I love Terry goodkind's books. I just realized how often the 'Wizard's Rules' are used in fantast, even in real life.
Here I used Wizard's First Rule: people are stupid. They will belive what they want to believe. LOL
For anyone who knows the books: Zedd is cool! And that's the toasted toad's truth!
Aaaannyway. I couldn't think of any baby-harry era moments to put in, sbut thanks to you who gave me advice!
Next time on TTC: Harry's letter comes, Dumbledore worries. Mikki find out why you never let a child put the soap in the wash, and Minerva tries to get a vacation!
Phoenix: I like that idea...But I want to stay as Canon as possible. But don't worry! You're idea will end up in use! Why? Because I LOVE SIRIUS!....who SHOULD be played by Liam Neson in PoA..but nooooo! Gary Oldman is the candidate.....srry went off again..LOL
Minervarette:AD/MM!
VoyIJC: you really did that? LOL. I used to say 'gigi' (gee-gee) in place of 'cat' as a child. Thanks for the tip!
Aeryn Alexander: sqee? LOL. i like that word.
oh, and Minervarette, I don't remember, but did you say you had a fic on FF.net? i can't recall....
*********************************************************************
When Albus re-apperated in his living room, he was in a right fix.
Minerva had been 100& correct. The kind, but slightly clutz-like
minister had indeed botched it. Papers, quills, muggle politicians....
It all gave him a bloody headache. But all those things flew from his
mind when he entered the study. Minerva, reclining on the couch, held
a sleeping Harry in one arm and a book in the other. He glanced at her
then at the book. It was The Princess Bride. One of his favorite books.
Carefully, as not to wake either sleeper or lose her place, he took the
book and set it on the table. Taking up a particularly soft recliner, he
quickly fell asleep himself.
************************************************************
Sunlight danced through the curtains in the study, waking gently one
of it's occupants. He began to cry. Harry Potter did not realize where he
was. Where was his mum? Warm arms held him. Harry stopped crying
as he studied the familiar face. It wasen't his mother, but a soothing, if
not stern older woman. He giggled.
" You certainly change moods, my boy." Albus Dumbledore picked
up the child. Harry blinked a couple of times at him. Blue, amused eyes
returned the glance. Harry let out a cute laugh. Dumbledore chuckled.
A loud yeow made both of them go pale.
"Minerva dear! It's alright! I have him!" The Tabby cat that had
moments ago been his wife closed her mouth. Harry gaped in the cute
way babies do when they have spotted an animal. She purred when
Harry reached out to pet her ( in that spot, you know, behind the ear).
She transformed back and brought Harry to her. Albus grinned.
" Dear lord Minerva! Did you have to yeow so loud?" She
blushed slightly.
" It's an instinct dear." He smiled at her. Harry looked up at them
as his 'grandfather' hugged his grandmum. Both adults smiled down
at him. He laughed.
" grahmum!" Minerva smiled.
" How do you think he learned that?" Albus gently stroked the child's
head.
" Maybe he is just intelligent?" His wife raised an eyebrow. Just then
Mikki came in.
" Shall I feed M-Harry now Madam?" Minerva had spent a hour
getting Mikki to not say little master to Harry. The witch handed her
young charge to Mikki, who held him like he was made of porcelin.
Mikki left with Harry, giving the couple a chance to talk.
" What happened Albus? Did you talk to Sirius??" His blue eyes
dimmed.
" I tried to get to him, but Cornelius forbade it." Minerva scoffed.
No one was a foolish as Fudge. " He's also refused Sirius a trial. I'm
sorry Min,. Something in me can't believe it was him. But he was
secret-keeper......" She sighed. Mikki, carrying a now-fed Harry,
entered the room. Albus took him from the delighted elf, setting him
on his knee. Minerva smiled to herself. Of all the things Minerva
wished for was Lily and James to be able to be there with thier son.
But she would have to do her best for them. Her friends. And she hoped
that Lily and James could see this: Albus Dumbledore, said to be the
most powerful wizard of the age, tossing a toddle gently on his knee.
Harry laughed and giggled. Minerva noticed how the sparkle in her
husband's eyes seemed to improve as the child laughed. He himself
was still just a boy in spirit. That was why she fell in love with him.
That spirit had kept them together, even when thier world had come
tumbleing down. She tore herself from her thoughts just in time to see
Fawkes fly through the window. The phoenix had nothing in his talons,
which releaved Minerva. Albus held out an arm to the firebird as it
landed. Baby Harry gaped at the magical creature. Fawkes's beady
eyes inspected the boy. Fawkes had never seen a baby human, nor
had Harry seen a phoenix. Both looked like they were seeing Martians.
Finally, Harry extended a small arm to the bird. Fawkes stared.
Minerva was afraid he would not likw the child, but then smiled as
he let out a lovely note and allowed Harry to pat him on the head.
Harry looked like a kid in a candy store, or an Albus Dumbledore
in a candy store, as she was often to say ( Hey! that rhymes!).
" That's a phoenix, Harry." she said. Harry blinked.
" Fawkes is his name."
" A Fwahx!" Oh well, it was a start............
Over the years Harry grew. He grew to love his grandad and
'grandmuma' as he called Minerva. They taught him all he could
learn until school, from History of Magic to the beginnings of
Potions. (He always did the latter supervised, BTW.) Harry
Potter grew up in one different way though. He was told who
he was at 8, after he had talked his granddad into a corner.
But to him, he was Harry Dumbledore, grandson of the best
wizards in the world. He was also taught about why he was
never to let anyone know of his grandmum's marriage to
his granddad. To the world, Albus Dumbledore lived alone,
Minerva McGonagall was forever single, and Harry Potter
was hidden away, with no contact to either professor.
But 11 would come fast, faster than either teacher wanted......
***************************************************
I love Terry goodkind's books. I just realized how often the 'Wizard's Rules' are used in fantast, even in real life.
Here I used Wizard's First Rule: people are stupid. They will belive what they want to believe. LOL
For anyone who knows the books: Zedd is cool! And that's the toasted toad's truth!
Aaaannyway. I couldn't think of any baby-harry era moments to put in, sbut thanks to you who gave me advice!
Next time on TTC: Harry's letter comes, Dumbledore worries. Mikki find out why you never let a child put the soap in the wash, and Minerva tries to get a vacation!