Standing outside her newly purchased house was someone who wasn't a happy camper. She had been told just two days ago that she was moving back to England from America. Even though she was born here and had lived here the first eight years of her life she still felt like a foreigner; like she didn't belong, but somehow she always felt like that. Why am I back here? I mean one day I'm at my old house in Florida and now I am here for no reason. Man I would kill for a cigarette.
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"So what do you think?, said Dumbledore.
"It's nice, but the house we had when we lived here before was better.", said an older gentlemen in dark blue robes, with a smile on his face.
"Well I never predicted you to be the picky type, Merlin.", said Dumbledore.
"I'm not, I'm just wondering what the catch is.", said the man with a smirk.
"Why does their have to be a catch Merlin? I'm just helping an old friend.", said Dumbledore.
"I have known now for many years now Albus and I know when there is a catch; and please stop calling me Merlin, please just Jim.", said the man.
"You should be proud of your name, it was your father's.", said Dumbledore. Just when he stopped talking a women of the same age of Jim's walked up with a smile on her face from ear to ear.
"Look at this place it's absolutely wonderful. Albus how can we thank you for finding us and the children houses so quickly?", said the women. She was a lady with short strait gray hair and wearing glasses. She was wearing pale pink robes and underneath you could see she was wearing muggle tennis shoes.
"Oh don't worry Ramona I think I am going to find out in just a few minutes.", said Jim with a smile on his face and putting his arm around the women.
"So Albus are you going to tell me or not?", said Jim with Ramona giving a quizzical look at both men.
"Well I guess I should just come out with it.", said Dumbledore stroking his long white beard.
"What are you two talking about?", said Ramona.
"You see that house right over there.", said Dumbledore pointing to number four Privet Drive.
"Yea"
"Well Harry Potter lives there."
It took both adults a few seconds for them to recover from that statement. Of course they have heard of Harry Potter; they were their when the first war was going on, but to have him being a couple of houses away from them was a little…surreal.
"So why did you move us a couple houses from him.", said Jim feeling a little angry. He knew Dumbledore wanted something from him, but nothing to this extreme.
"For protection.", said Dumbledore.
"But isn't that what you are for I mean you obviously have some kind of magic to protect the boy from outside harm?" said Ramona with a concerned look about her face.
"Yes, but that's not the kind of protection I am talking about. I am talking about the protection from himself.", said Dumbledore.
"What do you mean?", said Ramona.
"Harry has had a difficult couple of years and I am afraid that it isn't going to get any better. Merlin your father was an excellent at listening and helping people with their problems, and if I am not mistaken he has passed that down to you.", said Dumbledore with a twinkle in his eye.
"No no no. Send him to a shrink; this is way to big for me.", said Jim
"We can't send him to a physiatrist for one Harry wouldn't trust him and second it would be in the Prophet and that is what we don't need.", said Dumbledore.
"What makes you think he can trust me?", said Jim
"I just have a feeling.", said Dumbledore with a smile.
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What is Dumbledore doing here? And why is with the new neighbors? Harry had these thoughts and a couple hundred more in his head when he saw his headmaster outside talking to the people moving in. Deciding that it felt and looked strange for him to be peeking out a window, he went outside to see what was going on.
Crossing the street he, came up to Dumbledore and lightly taped the wizard on the shoulder.
"Ah Harry I was just about to come and visit you, but I wanted to help your new neighbors get settled in. This is Merlin James Fischer, but he prefers Jim, and this is his wife Ramona.", Said Dumbledore
"It is nice to meet you son." said Jim grabbing his hand to shake.
"Nice to meet you.", said Ramona with a smile
"Same here", said Harry
"Are you guys….."
"Magic folk.", said Ramona
"Yea"
"Yes Harry the Fischer's are a very well known wizard family here. They are coming back here from America.", said Dumbledore.
Just as Dumbledore finished his statement a girl about the age of ten or eleven walked up to Mr. And Mrs. Fischer with a frantic look about her.
"Grandma and Grandpa Zach and Brittany are fighting again and I think their going to break something.", said the little girl.
"Where is Katelyn, Alex?", said Mrs. Fischer.
"I don't know she just disappeared.", said Alex.
"Well we better get to this or their will be bloodshed." said Mr. Fischer jokingly.
"It is alright Harry and I have to talk anyway. I will come by later to talk more about our arrangement.", said Dumbledore with a wink. He placed his hand on Harry's back and led him back to the Dursleys house.
As they were walking Harry noticed someone was sitting on the grass a few feet away from where the were. It was girl his age or maybe a bit older. She had long curly brown hair and from what he could tell blue eyes. Their was something about her that he couldn't place. He just kept looking at her. After a second or two the girl locked eyes with him and it gave Harry shivers up his spine. Who is she. When he was about to enter the house with Dumbledore and would be out of eye's view of the girl gave him a wink and a smile.