Kaylin: What makes ya think that Dumbledore doesn't already know? He's a wily old goat, that one. Thanks for the tip; I'll just have to sort my excitable self out.

Brady2003us: evil Slytherins, huh? Well, I have to agree with you on that one. Trust me, something will happen on the Hogwarts Express that will make the Slytherins realise that TJ is not to be messed with! TJ will stay at Hogwarts during the day; he'll follow the Gryffindors around and get set easy tasks by the teachers.

By the way, if you smack me with the stick, how can I get any more story done? *Smirks*

Kenaz Astaroth: thank you very much. * Bows to the applauding audience* Stares at the bound and gagged Lockhart. Hmm…

Shades: Malfoy will definitely be in this, and won't he wish he wasn't! Oh, and if you want to know how bad TJ's gonna get, imagine Harry, Ron and Hermione, mixed in with a bit of Malfoy, with a hell of a lot of Marauders plus the Weasley Twins.

Kandra: Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but we won't see their reactions entirely until they all meet up at Diagon Alley, we'll see a bit of Ron's now, but not much. To tell the truth, I haven't entirely figured the reactions out yet, or what they're going to spend TJ's money on.

Silvertenshi: Who doesn't love the adorable TJ?

And now, I'm sure you don't want me to babble so onwards…

*****

Emptying the contents of the Hogwarts letter onto his lap, Harry poked through them. He found three sheets of parchment, two tickets and a badge.

Picking up the tickets, Harry recognised them as tickets to board the Hogwarts Express. Puzzled, Harry picked up the badge. It was silver and had a 'P' on it, just like Percy's prefect badge did when Harry met him in his first year.

What is going on? Harry wondered. Picking up the sheets of parchment he began to read, hoping to gain some answers.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Dear Mr Potter,

Please note that the school term starts on September 1st, as per usual. Please find enclosed two tickets for the Hogwarts Express, A list of school supplies and a prefect badge.

The Hogwarts Express leaves platform nine and three quarters at exactly 11 o'clock am. Please be punctual.

As a Gryffindor prefect you will be expected to uphold the name of the school to the younger pupils. Note that this is a privilege, not a right and can be withdrawn at any time. Prefects have a compartment to themselves at the front of the train, you are required to sit in their for at least the first half of the journey.

The first password for the entrance to Gryffindor Tower is 'Doodle Bug'. This will be changed monthly, and it is your role as prefects to confer and decide on what it should be changed to.

Have a nice summer and we look forward to seeing you on September1st.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Harry stared at the letter in shock and amazement. He wasn't going to be expelled and…he was a prefect? Wow!

Looking over the next sheet, which happened to be his school list he saw that it was usual books; The Standard Book of Spells Volume 5, the latest novelty book for Care of Magical Creatures, etc. Nothing interesting there, except, perhaps the DADA book: 'Overthrowing the Dark Arts' by Artemis Chase. Harry figured that this addition to the list was to prepare people to deal with Voldemort, after all, the Wizarding World couldn't be that ignorant of the occurring attacks.

Harry shrugged off the thought as it was starting to bring memories of the third task back. Reaching for the last sheet of parchment, Harry did a double take upon realising whom the handwriting belonged to.

The elegant script of Albus Dumbledore flowed across the sheet of parchment and down the other side. The letter read:

Dear Harry,

I'm sure that by now you will have read the other contents of this envelope. May I be the first to congratulate you on becoming a prefect, your mother and father would have been so proud of you. However, I am allowing myself to become side tracked. I am not writing just to check up on you; I have some business that needs to be attended to.

I am well aware of the fact that you have adopted a young boy during your short stay at the Dursleys-

'So I regret to inform you that you cannot return to Hogwarts this year!' Harry thought, glumly.

-Now, don't get me wrong, I am not writing to say that you have been thrown out of Hogwarts; my only intention is to make arrangements for Thomas' stay at Hogwarts.

I am also sure that you are wary of the reactions you will get from the staff and students alike once term begins-

Harry paused, he hadn't really thought about that.

-So this is what I am proposing. I have informed the staff that you now have a son. As you can imagine, many of them jumped to the wrong conclusion, with Professor Snape at the lead of the queue-

Harry grinned; he could imagine all too well what Snape had thought. Probably used it as an excuse to try and get him expelled as per usual.

-I managed to placate them by explaining that Thomas was a distant relation on your mother's side, whose parents were magical and, as the only magical relation that Thomas has left, you had no choice but to adopt him. Thus, he was your legal son. I would like for you to stick to this story, if possible.

But anyway, everything that I want to cover cannot be explained in a letter. These were the main reasons for writing. I am sure you will also be pleased to know that you have permission to spend your summer in the Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Alley. If you wish to make use of this arrangement, please use the Knight Bus as a means of Transportation.

Enjoy the rest of your holidays.

Yours sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore.

PS. When you arrive at Hogwarts bring yourself and Thomas up to my office and we'll discuss further arrangements.

Shocked, and actually quite pleased with these arrangements, Harry threw the letter to one side and picked up the note bearing Ron's scrawl.

Harry,

I've just heard, Dumbledore just owled Mum. So what's his name? How old is he? Can he do any magic yet? Are you sure he's not a Muggle? Oh, wait don't tell me, I want to find out for myself.

S when are you going to Diagon Alley? Mum said that you were allowed to stop there but she's going to owl Dumbledore to see if you can come home with us.

See you later Mate!

Ron.

PS. I think Fred and George are up to something. They brought me new dress robes and have been in their room all the time. They won't tell anyone, not even me! Mum thinks that Weasleys Wizard Wheezes is making a re-appearance.

Harry grinned then picked up a quill and started to pen a reply.

Ron,

Aren't we enthusiastic? Anyway, have Fred and George said anything at all? Never mind. We're going to the Leaky Cauldron later as I feel that the sooner we can get away from the Dursleys, the better.

So when are you all going to Diagon Alley? I'll introduce you to TJ then, if you really want me to.

Got to go, I've got our stuff to pack yet.

Harry.

Satisfied with his reply, Harry gave the letter to Hedwig who clamped it in her beak and set off after she'd been told where to go. Closing the window, Harry whipped round to see TJ resting on his bed reading the Hogwarts letter.

"See anything you like?"

"Yeah, that man, he was going on about you leaving, wasn't he?" TJ's voice showed no emotions, yet his eyes gave his feelings away. He felt lonely and scared that Harry was about to abandon him.

"He was." Glimpsing the dejected look on TJ's face, Harry continued. "What would you say if I were to ask you if you wanted to get out of here?"

TJ didn't bother to answer, he just leapt off the bed and fastened himself around Harry's waist, once again back into full-blown hyper five-year-old mode. Harry had to prise him off in order to be able to start throwing things into his trunk.

TJ decided to make himself useful by sitting gazing at a book that had fallen out of Harry's trunk as he opened it. That suited Harry just fine. If it took 'Flying with the Cannons' to keep TJ quiet, then he owed Ron big time.

Uncle Vernon decided to barge in as Harry was packing last minute things. The sight of TJ reading a wizard's book made his face turn an awful pale green colour, but the colour soon returned as he saw what Harry was doing.

"BOY! What do you think you are doing?"

"Packing." Harry answered calmly. "I'm going to Diagon Alley and then to the Weasleys for the summer. I've got to go to Diagon Alley first because I'm meeting Sirius there." This was said without Harry looking up at Uncle Vernon once, knowing that because he had mentioned Sirius, Uncle Vernon was powerless.

"But don't worry, I can make my own way there, under cover of darkness of course."

Fear flashed into Uncle Vernon's face and ha all but ran out of the door and down the stairs. Harry shrugged and turned back to the trunk.

*****

The grandfather clock in the hallway of number four struck seven PM.

Harry and TJ manoeuvred two trunks and an owl cage down the stairs and left them at the foot. The commotion has drawn the three Dursleys out from the front room and they were standing in the doorframe watching. Harry noted with some relief that they weren't going to try and stop him from leaving.

"Well, I think that's everything." Harry said to no one in particular.

With last, mocking waves at the Dursleys, Harry and TJ made their way out of the front door and down the road to where it was darker.

Still aware of the Dursleys watching them, Harry felt silly sticking out his right hand to flag the bus. They stood there for a minute and nothing happened. Scornful laughter floated down the street towards them. Wondering if he'd done something wrong, Harry went to stick his right hand out again when, with a bang, the Knight Bus appeared in front of them. A scream and bang announced that the Dursleys had decided to go back to watching the T.V.

Harry didn't give Stan a chance to greet or even step off the bus. He just thrust some gold in his hand, told him where they were headed, and climbed on the bus in search of a bed, TJ in tow.

A bang threw Harry onto a bed and TJ on top of his trunk. The Knight Bus had been and now they were getting far away from the Dursleys…again!

[A/N] Vernon screamed like a BABY! Coward. Is it just me, or does anyone else think that the Dursleys are all wimps underneath?