A/N I don't own any of these characters, except Jacqueline, the rest were invented by J.K. Rowling h

Harry packed up his things and made sure he had everything before carrying his trunk downstairs into the sitting room. He reached into his pocket and felt the pouch of fine powder; he smiled to himself, knowing that the Weasley's were already awaiting his arrival.

He groaned as he dragged the heavy trunk into the small room. Slowly he walked over to the fire before he heard his uncle clear his throat. "Harry dear," Aunt Petunia said sweetly, causing him to turn around. He saw a thin looking woman sitting across from his Aunt and Uncle. "H-hello...?" Harry said nervously, realizing just how close he became to screwing everything over. "Where are you going Harry?" the woman said kindly. "Uh- well- I'm supposed to leave for school today" he told her. The woman stood up and smiled, she smoothed her brown skirt, which was awfully short, and she tugged her jacket down a little bit, before tucking her short blond hair back behind her ears. "And where is that?" She asked him. Harry gulped and glanced from his aunt to his uncle and then back to the woman. "Well.it's.uh.y'know, I'm not too sure of the name of the city, but it's a good distance away" he chuckled nervously. "Oh I'm sorry!" the woman said. "I should have introduced myself! My name is Jacqueline, and I'm your social worker, I'm just going to ask you a few questions and hopefully you'll answer them truthfully. Now, Mr. And Mrs. Dursley if you'd give us a minute. Then I'll let you get on your way." Uncle Vernon eyed her suspiciously before Aunt Petunia pulled him out of the room.

"Now Harry, how are you doing?" Jacqueline asked him.

"Not too bad." Harry said wishing he could tell her the whole story.

"Not too bad?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, I'm a 15 year old guy, obviously things seem pretty screwed up right now. But life here is okay.I'm only here during the summers, and the Dursley's give me everything I need. Food, clothing, and shelter, you know." He said, trying to sound relaxed.

"Uh.. Huh.are you happy Harry?

"Like I said, it's hard being a teen but what-"

"The Dursleys, Harry.are you happy with the Dursleys?" Jacqueline cut him off

"Yes" Harry forced the word out of his throat. He knew what would happen if his aunt and uncle heard him say no. Besides, they really did give him everything he needed.

"You don't sound so sure Harry." Jacqueline said, she sounded very concerned

"Look," Harry countered, "I am late for an appointment.I don't want to seem rude, but I need to get going.I told my friend I'd meet him soon. I'm sure you understand."

"I'm sorry Harry, we'll talk some more another time, I didn't realize you'd be leaving for school so soon." She said, sounding sincere. Immediately Harry felt bad about what he'd said. He apologized again and she stood up to leave, he watched her go out the door and then pull away from the curb. Still feeling bad he tossed some of the powder into the fire and quickly yelled to his Aunt and Uncle that he was leaving. He shoved his trunk into the green flames and then he grabbed Hedwig's cage before jumping in himself. Unbeknownst to him, Jacqueline had quickly come back and was running into the house to stop Harry from throwing himself into the fire.

She screamed as Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon came running into the small sitting room before fainting to the floor.