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~Harry's other Aunt?~
~Prolog~
Sarah Lupin looked up at the address; 4 Privet Drive, she looked at something written on her hand before nodding and walking up to the front door, and knocked. It was early afternoon, around two thirty. Sarah looked around while she waited for someone to open the door. She heard the bolt unlock on the door and looked up to see one of the fattest men she had ever seen in her life. He looked calm, but anger reflected in his eyes.
"Hello, I'm Sarah." She said in a crisp voice.
"Vernon Dursly, would you like to come in, we were just about to have a spot of tea."
"I would thank you." She responded, walking into the house and following Vernon into the living room. On the way they passed the kitchen and she saw a boy, he was making tea and being scolded by a woman. She ignored the scene and walked on.
"Petunia, we have a visitor, come here and meet her." Vernon said. The boy started to walk the other way and up the stairs.
"Who was that boy?" Sarah asked.
"Oh, you mean Harry, he's very shy. Has mental problems sadly." A woman; most likely Petunia, said.
"May I meet him, I've heard of him?" Sarah asked.
"Alright, but you've been warned." Petunia said. She walked up the stairs to get him, leaving her with Vernon.
"So, Sarah, you have a last name? where are you from?" Vernon asked; as he did another boy walked in, this one was one of the largest boys she'd ever seen, and Sarah pitied him.
"My last name is of no concern. I am from London area." She said, once again in a crisp voice. "Is this your other son? Or a nephew?" She asked.
"This is my son Dudley. The boy you saw is my late sister-in-law's, she died in a car crash, along with her husband, and their son got away with nothing but a strange scar." Vernon lied. Sarah smiled, she knew the truth and was here for one reason and one only and she wanted to leave here as soon as possible.
"Hello Dudley, I'm Sarah; nice to meet you." She said, as she said that Harry and Petunia appeared in the living room. Harry had a small cut on his cheek and his shirt had a couple of spots with dried blood on it.
"This is Harry, Harry this is Sarah." Petunia said, her face was flushed as if she was angry with something, or someone Sarah thought.
"Nice to meet you Harry, as you now know I'm Sarah." Sarah said to him before looking at Vernon and Petunia. "You two want to know why I'm here don't you." Sarah asked, when they both nodded she continued. "I'm here for Harry, he's my nephew, and I know what you both have been doing to him, and not doing as well" She said.
"How are you his Aunt, Potter had no siblings and Petunia had one sister; Lily." Vernon snapped.
"I suggest you keep your patience with me Dursly. I'm a fully trained Witch and may practice magic outside of Hogwarts, unlike young Harry." She said her voice crisp, and choppy.
"Why do you want the brat?" Petunia asked.
"Why don't you; he's a human and deserves to be treated like one, not like a slave of sorts. I can take him off your hands and you won't have to worry about him any more." Sarah said.
"I want to know how you are his aunt." Vernon asked, demandingly.
"I have proof to show that I am Lily and Petunia's half sister." She said it was getting harder for her to ask civilly.
"How?" Petunia asked.
"Your father had an affair while your mother was pregnant with Lily, the woman was married just as he was, and that is something your father never told anyone, after learning she was with child he left her and acted like nothing had ever happened." Sarah explained. "Now, may I have the boy Petunia, you will be rid of him several years early, won't that be a relief with you, you won't have his abnormality as you call it around you." She finally snapped. Petunia didn't like the sound of her voice, it was angry and she could tell. Dudley ran from the room remembering what had happened last time a magical person was angry, he didn't want to relive it.
"Fine, even if you are lying, we at least won't have to care for him. Boy go pack your things, everything left behind will be burnt." Vernon said. Harry practically ran up the stairs, he wouldn't be living with the Dursly's any more. He stopped in his room and a single thought passed through his head; why would she do this?
"Watch how you address Harry, you would be dead if he hadn't of stopped Voldemort when he was a child, and when he was in his first, and second years. You should be grateful." Sarah snapped, her voice slightly raised; no one would treat him like that, it was inhumane.
"He killed Lily and her husband didn't he?" Petunia asked.
"Yes." Sarah replied sadly.
"She was a witch, along with her husband, what do we, the normal people have to worry about even if this man- Voldemort- was still alive."
"You truly hated our sister didn't you, you don't understand what a monster Voldemort was, he killed anyone within his sight that wasn't worthy of his presence, even great muggles, or non magical people, like yourselves." Sarah said, her voice raised even more. "Now if you don't mind I have papers for you to sign, making me his guardian." Sarah said, her voice crispy and snapping. She waited for the two to sign it then she took the papers and put them in a pocket. "I'm going to help Harry and we'll be on our way." she said, her voice still crisp. She stood and walked up the stairs into Harry's room, where she knocked on the door.
"May I come in?" she asked, all traces of anger vanished. Harry opened the door, he had heard her voice when she was talking to his aunt and uncle, it sounded different, and he hoped never to be a person receiving her wrath, it almost seemed worse than Snape's.
"Yes you may." Harry said, he continued to pack cloths, his school books and such were already packed in a trunk; in the cupboard under the stairs.
"Harry, just pack your school and magical things, I'm going to buy you new cloths, the ones you are wearing and own are no better than rags and you are worth more than that." Sarah told him. She knew he must have been called foul and demeaning things and only received praise from few school teachers, she would change that and compliment him every chance she had, he was worth more than this family he was living with, they were the kind of family she pitied, knowing they knew no better than what they did.
"Why are you doing this?" Harry asked.
"Because you don't deserve to be treated like this, it's wrong. I only wish I had known about you earlier, I would have come sooner." Sarah said. Harry grabbed the few things he needed, including his few pictures and birthday cards. He looked at his calender, it was his birthday.
"Oh. Thank you." Harry said. This would either be one of his best birthdays yet or the worst yet, he didn't know but hoped it was the best; Sarah-Aunt Sarah- Harry corrected himself, Aunt Sarah seemed nice. They were soon heading for the cupboard, and found it was locked.
"You, Dursly, open this door, you have the key, so open it." Sarah snapped at his Uncle Vernon, who laughed.
"You claim to be a witch, so prove you are, and unlock it using your magic." he said. Harry was the only one who saw the look of anger quickly pass over face.
"You don't want to anger me muggle." she snapped. She reached into her pocket and produced a wand. After whispering the unlocking charm she opened the door and reached in to grab the trunk, much to Vernon's dismay. Soon the two were on their way out the door and out of their lives forever.
They walked two houses down and she knocked on the door. An old man opened the door and smiled. After greeting him Sarah explained what was going on and they walked over to the fireplace and Harry realized that the man was a wizard. They flooed to her house and she showed him to a room.
"This is my brother and my house, you may feel free to explore, however we should o get those cloths for you." Sarah said, smiling. "Put your things away and tell me when you're ready to go. I'll be talking to my brother and his friend, you can find your way there." Sarah said smiling still.
"But I'll get lost." Harry reasoned.
"No you won't, the halls are enchanted, you'll find it helpful until you know your way around here." she said before walking off. Harry smiled and for the first time smiled as he put his books on shelves for the first time, knowing they would be staying there for a while and they weren't going to be taken away.
Sarah walked down to her brother's room she heard his voice and his friends, they were laughing. She walked in with out bothering to knock.
"Hello Sirius, Remus, I'm back." she told them, sitting in an arm chair.
"Any news from the school?" Remus asked.
"Yes, they want me to teach Transfiguration." she replied.
"What happed to the original teacher?" Sirius asked.
"She's retiring." Sarah told them.
"So, you were gone, what were you doing?" asked her brother, Remus.
"Making a boy happier and his unworthy family as well." she replied offhandedly.
"Who?" asked Sirius.
"My nephew, Harry Potter." she told them.
"WHAT?!?! Why didn't you tell us?" they asked, voices in unison.
"The thought never entered my mind." she said, just then Harry knocked, she opened the door and saw him. "Ready to go?" she asked.
"Yes." Harry looked back at the two men in the room and gasped. "Professor Lupin? Sirius?" he asked.
"Oh, sorry I forgot to tell you, Remus is my older brother, I thought you knew him and you know Sirius as well I didn't expect that, well maybe I did, I don't know." she said. "So you are ready?"
"Yes."
"Then let's go." she said.
"May we come?" Sirius asked.
"Sure, if Remus wants." Sarah laughed.
"Sure, it won't hurt will it?"
"But Sirius, won't you be put back into Azkaban?" Harry asked.
"No, his trial was the last week of last month; they realized their accident, he's been free for awhile and they even offered him a job." Remus told him.
"Oh." Harry said. He followed the three adults out of the room and to a car, he was shocked to see that, with the three of them being magical. Sarah looked at him as if reading his thoughts.
"We transfigured it from a small toy car and it runs like one, we figured we'd need it to take you places." Sarah told him answering his unasked question. They all piled in comfortably in the car, with Harry in front next to Sarah. They were off, to the muggle stores to buy Harry's new cloths and school supplies, his owl having arrived as they were getting into the car, he didn't look at the letter, he knew that it said, he would look at the supply list when they were in Diagon Alley.
