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Disclamer: ::holds up right hand:: I do not own Harry Potter or the names of Good Omens. --;

It was the morning after the full moon and a young man with light brown hair dragged himself out of a barred cellar, across a luscious green field, and into a plain looking brick house that rested in the middle it. He trudged into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of tea. After he finished the cup he relaxed so much, it makes you wonder if there was something else in it.

The man's name was Remus J. Lupin and this was one of the worst nights of the month. Every twenty eight days Remus turned into a werewolf and this was one of them. He walked into an old-fashion family room and turned on the TV. As he was flipping through the channels something caught his sensitive hearing.

"...arrested Vernon Dursley for the abuse and possible murder of his six-year-old nephew Harry Potter. They're still searching for the body and here is a picture of Harry. If you have...."

Remus gasped as it showed a picture of his best friend's son. He quickly got up and threw some green powder into the fireplace. "Hogwarts, headmasters office, blood pops!(1)" He yelled as he disappeared into the flames.

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"Aww... isn't that cute." A bright blonde haired girl whispered excitedly to her identical twin.

"Yeah, they're both so adorable." The other whispered in the same fashion but they were both cut off by some one clearing their throat behind them. They both turned around sharply.

"Umm... Hi mom." The first twin said.

Their mother smiled at them. "Excuse me Alexia, Leila." She walked into the room and closed the door behind her.

Leila, the second twin, frowned and Alexia, the first twin, sighed. They both got up and walked down the huge hall without talking.

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Veronica smiled. Now she could see what her twin daughters were making such a fuss about. Her son and Harry were both sound asleep. Harry, curled in a tight ball and her son, eagle spread with quite a bit of drool on his pillow and hanging from the side of his mouth.

'Just like his father.' She thought with a smile. Veronica leaned down and kissed her son's forehead. Her smile grew as he tiredly lifted a hand to swat her away.

"Aziraphale!" She said in mock anger.

The boy shot up hearing his mother's voice. His head turned side to side wildly as he looked for her. Once he saw her he laid back down and continued on sleeping.

"Aziraphale Devono Jr.!" She quietly yelled. (AN: is that even possible?)

"What?" He moaned, snuggling deeper into the covers.

Veronica smiled evilly. "It's lunch time." She whispered.

"Really!" Azi yelled and sat up, making Harry frown and turn over.

"Shh, Yes, but get a bath first."

After Azi ran out of the room Veronica moved to Harry's side and gently shook him.

"Harry, come on honey, wake up. It's almost lunch time, you must be hungry." Harry turned to face her and opened his eyes to meet her violet ones. Harry nodded shyly and slowly got out of bed.

Veronica put a hand on his shoulder and guided him to his bathroom.

"There's an extra pair of clothes and I'll be waiting right out here when you're done, ok?" She said gently. Harry nodded again and walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

Veronica sat down on Harry's bed, pondering about him. She knew his uncle and aunt were arrested and heard about his cousin going to live with another relative. She sincerely hoped that she would never hear about them again but sort of hoped she could she them, but just so she could get a couple good punches in. She smiled again as she thought about how cute Harry was and will be, and how she'd have to take turns beating girls off him and Azi.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Harry walked out in some of the cloths she had bought for him last night. She had gone by what her son usually wore on non formal occasions but then again her son was greatly obsessed with this "skateboarding" and "surfing" and could be found doing it during his free time. Harry was wearing a pair of black, high top converse, blue jeans, and a green and white plad, collared shirt.

She laughed at his blush a guided him out of the room. It seemed like a mile long walk to the dinning hall, going through mazes of corridors and stair cases. When they got there, the whole family was waiting but Azi, Harry immediately felt uncomfortable.

There were three new people in all, the twins and a tall, handsome man who looked nice enough. Veronica led him over to the twins first.

"Harry, this is Alexia and Leila. Girls, this is Harry." Harry gave a small wave, still blushing. The twins looked at each other and laughed.

"Hi, Harry." said Alexia kissing him on the cheek, making him blush even more.

"Nice to finally meet you." said Leila, kissing him on the other cheek.

Veronica scowled at her daughters but couldn't help but laugh at the look on Harry's face. She then led him to the older man.

"Harry, this is my husband, Aziraphale." She said grinning at the older Azi. The man knelt down from his six foot, two inches height. He was an older version of the little Azi but with out the freckles. He took Harry's hand in his and shook it. (AN: From now on the older Azi is Aziraphale and the littler Azi is, well, Azi, kk?)

"Glad to have you here." He said in a gentle voice and with a nice smile. He stood back up as Azi ran in.

"Uncle Crowley's here!" He yelled, jumping up and down as another man walked in behind him. Both the twins yelled too and ran up and hugged the man. Aziraphale rolled his eyes not bothering to stand up and Veronica put her head in her hands and mumbled something that sounded like, "Oh, Lord. Not now."

The man was just as tall as Aziraphale but almost exactly opposite. Crowley had short black hair and a goatee, and his eyes were a dark brown. He was wearing black jeans and tee shirt, a leather jacket, and snake skin boots.

The twins dragged him to the table a little slower than usual because Azi was hanging on to his left leg.

"Hello, Aziraphale, Veronica, Things." He said kissing Veronica's cheek and gesturing to her kids. Veronica glared at him hard enough for Lucifer himself to run away crying.

"Crowley!" Aziraphale said, "Come have a seat. What brings you here?"

"Well I just got a new mission that's due tomorrow so I have to drop of your birthday present a day early." (AN: umm, yeah, present time: September 10, Aziraphale's B-Day: September 11, 1986)

Crowley looked at Harry, just now noticing him. "Ah, and what's this." He said with a leering smile.

Harry looked down at the table to avoid his eyes. "That," Aziraphale said, "is Harry. He'll be staying here." He finished, giving Crowley a look that clearly said they'd talk about it later.

"Hey Crowley," Veronica said with an innocent look on her face. "I have a lot of work to do today and it would be really nice of you to take the kids to the park for an hour or two. Hell, take Aziraphale with you. You two can catch up on old times."

She got up and started pushing both men out the door.

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Once the two men, the twins, and two little boys got out of the huge mansion, they all began to walk to a shiny, black 1926 Bentley. When Leila opened up the back door two dangerous look Dobermans climb out onto the beach and stretched.

"You brought Sasha and Elvis and you didn't tell me!" Leila yelled grabbing the dogs and pulling them back into the car.

About ten minutes of flying the car over the ocean they came to the same park were Azi first met Harry.

Aziraphale and Crowley headed to a bench to talk about why Harry was there, the twins sat in the grass and rubbed Elvis' stomach, Azi went to the lake and started skipping rocks and Harry followed Azi, but sat down by the shore with Sasha.

Everything was going great until Harry heard Sasha start to growl and ten feet away Elvis, who was just asleep, began growling too. Harry followed the dogs gazes too a large woman with a mustache, a fat blond boy, and an evil looking bull dog.

Harry whimpered and hugged Sasha's neck to him. "Aunt Marge." He whispered in terror.

The fat woman noticed Harry. She looked at him in rage and began to storm over to him. When she got there she grabbed a chunk of Harry's hair and lifted him off the ground. It was then that Azi turned around and both Dobermans stood up, growling even louder. Marge slapped Harry across the face, her long finger nail catching his eye as he screamed.

After that every thing went in a blur. The mean looking bulldog ran to its master only to get its throat torn out by Elvis. Sasha attacked Marge, who dropped Harry, held his bleeding eye, Azi rushed to Harry, Aziraphale and Crowley ran to Marge to get Sasha off, and Alexia and Leila ran to Marge to kill her, all while Dudley was crying in the back round.

A few minutes later the Devono family, Harry, and Crowley were all back in the Bentley headed back to their house. When they got there and told Veronica what happened she went into a rage. It took Harry's crying to get her back to reality.

Crowley picked Harry up and brought him into the room he was taken care of in before. He rubbed soothing circles into Harry's back while Veronica got gloves on. When Crowley finally got Harry to remove his hand, he cringed. Harry would never see out of that eye again.

"Thank you, Crowley." Veronica smiled at him sadly.

The man nodded and left. Veronica injected the softly sobbing Harry with anesthesia, which slowly put him into a dreamless sleep.

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When Harry woke up he was back in his room. He opened both his eyes but could only see out of his right one. He brought his hand up to feel if anything was on the left one but he couldn't feel anything. He sat up and looked in the mirror and his left eye was blue! He waved his hand in front of it but still nothing. He also saw that the cuts and large bruise on his face were missing too.

He got up and went to the bathroom and realized again that he was in different clothing and probably was bathed. He blushed too, still not used to the fact that Veronica not only saw him naked but bathed him too.

Speaking of Veronica, Harry heard the door opened and there she was.

"Hey, Harry. You're finally up. You know you've been out for two weeks?" Harry shook his head blushing darker. Veronica kneeled down and lifted his face into her hands.

"Your eye is healing quite nicely, although it doesn't work anymore."

When Harry's blush finally died down, he spoke up. "But why's it blue?"

Veronica nodded to herself. "The stuff I used to save your eye turned the iris blue. It should fade into white eventually, but not in a long time. Everyone's just about to sit down for dinner, would you like to join us or would you like me to bring something up here for you?"

"I'll come." Harry whispered following the beautiful woman to the dinning hall.

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Fifty miles away

Sirius Black reached through the bars of his cell in Azkaban, to except the paper out of the Minister's hand. After the Minister walked away Sirius opened the paper and read the head line.

The Search for Harry Potter Called Off, Boy-who-lived Declared dead

Tow weeks ago muggle law enforcers got an abuse call to Harry Potter's relatives house. After finding clear evidence of abuse, the "police men" (muggle law enforcers) started a cross country search for the six-year- old's body. Aurors helped in the search but today it was called off and Harry Potter was declared dead. His funeral....

Sirius dropped the paper and began to shake. Harsh sounding sobs raked through his body as the Dementors crowded around his cell.

'This is it,' He thought to himself 'It's time to leave.'

He waited until the Minister's boat left until he turned into a big black dog and slipped through the bars to his cell. Sirius ran down the halls of Azkaban and out in to the ocean. He didn't know where he was swimming but after an hour he saw a light house. As he got closer he saw the huge mansion. When he was ten feet away, he turned into a human, pulled himself onto the beach, and collapsed on the sand.

Ohhh....I wonder where Sirius is. Anyway. Wow, 2,189 words of pure story. It was longer but our power went out and I lost everything. If you have any suggestions go a head and give them to me. Ok, now I'm going to try and make an arrow pointing to the review button. No never mind, I give up. But REVIEW!!