Part 2
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"Owww...crap..."
The man held his head and dropped on Harry's small bed.
"Not a perfect landing, but I'm still in one piece..."
He sighed in relief.
He looked around the room and a smile slowly crept up his lips. He realized a birdcage was thumping around, an owl shrieking hysterically wanting to know what was going on. The man approached it and lifted the cover to come eye to eye with the snowy owl. As soon as Hedwig saw the stranger, she started to bark like a dog and flopped her wings wildly as if to demand to see her owner.
"Shhh... Hedwig, it's me."
The man backed up a little.
Hedwig stopped as the man called her by name. She stared into the bright green eyes of the stranger and gave a little hoot.
"Yeah, can't believe I turned out this hot, eh? Can't blame you."
The man laughed and opened Hedwig's cage.
Hedwig cautiously stepped onto the man's hand. The man carefully pulled her out and kissed her head.
"Lots of women would love to have me, but you girl, will always have my heart."
The man scratched Hedwig's head. She hooted happily.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!???"
Vernon aimed his hunting rifle at the man, while Petunia and Dudley peeked from behind, kitchen utensils in their quivering hands.
"Now, now. It's rude to point that thing at a family member."
The man placed Hedwig on his shoulder and raised his arms.
"You're one of them, aren't you?!! Those freaks!"
Vernon shouted, not listening to the man.
Without warning, a wand flew in the man's hand.
"Obliviate."
All three family members dropped their weapons.
"I did try to be civil with you people..."
The man sighed.
"Your nephew, Harry Potter, decided to leave for school early this year. A professor came to pick him up. Now clean the mess and go to sleep.... Live your normal everyday lives."
The man shooed them away as he put away Harry's wand.
Hedwig flapped her wings at them as they obediently picked their things up and walked out. The man smiled and patted her head.
"Sorry, but I have to put you back in your cage... Don't worry though. I'll let you out as soon as we get to Hogwarts."
He slowly placed her back in the cage.
She pecked his finger a little as if to say, 'you better'
"Oh god.... I've been looking forward to this day all my life, Hedwig!"
The man placed the cover over her cage held on tightly to the handle.
"Hang on tight. We're going to have lots of fun this year."
As soon as he finished his sentence, he and the owl disappeared.
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"Isn't it time for the boy to get a slap on the hand for once, Albus?"
Snape crossed his legs.
Minerva McGonagall and Severus Snape sat in Dumbledore's office to discuss the matter of Harry Potter.
"Sadly.... I will have to agree with Severus...," McGonagall sighed, "the boy has violated the rules on more than one occasion..."
Snape rolled his eyes as McGonagall quietly sipped her tea.
"Though I cannot say what magic he used, the ward detected three within five minutes.... One of them definitely a memory charm."
Dumbledore finished his chocolate bar, looking somewhat amused.
"While I'm glad this is funny to some people, may I remind you the Death Eater's numbers almost doubled within this couple of months?"
Snape laced his fingers over his leg.
"We don't need another incident like his second year, do we now?"
Snape cocked his head.
Dumbledore and McGonagall knew exactly what the head of Slytherin was talking about. Harry was seen(along with Ronald Weasley) on a flying car by muggles and caused quite a commotion. He would've been expelled, or if lucky, suspended, if it weren't for his fame. But that wasn't what Snape was getting at. He was trying to get the point across that if Harry pulled another stunt like this, he was guaranteed to get his house pinpointed by the Death Eaters.
"Yes, I'm afraid our enemy is growing its size rapidly... and we have you to thank for that vital information.... I've asked Hagrid to go check on the boy and fetch him if necessary... We'll decide on what to do after we get his side of the story."
Dumbledore almost smirked when he saw Snape grumble something under his breath. Though he didn't show it, he knew the potion master was concerned for his least favorite student.
"I am sorry to bother you two during vacation. I'm sure you have lots to do before school opens."
Dumbledore walked the two professors to the spiral staircase.
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"Looks like Albus has his hands full."
McGonagall whispered as she walked with Snape.
"He is far too lenient on the boy. I am surprised he isn't dead yet with the empty head of his and always sticking that empty head into trouble."
Snape grunted.
"....Speaking of trouble, has Albus decided on the new DADA professor?"
McGonagall asked curiously.
Every once in a while, they would get a good instructor…. but most of the time.............. McGonagall shuddered at the thought.
"Albus should just ask the most inadequate, incapable, and unskillful wizard for that position…… He's not going to liste-...."
Snape suddenly stopped and instinctively pulled his wand out.
McGonagall followed his action, though not knowing what the threat was. She squinted her eyes towards the gloomy hallway.
"Uhh... Hello?? Is anyone there?"
A voice of a young man was heard and then echoes of approaching footsteps.
"Stop right there and show your hands."
Snape stepped in front of McGonagall, his wand ready for anything.
The figure stopped and raised his hands without saying a word. The two professors cautiously advanced. The man had dark raven hair tied in the back, green eyes watching calmly at the two wizards. He had muggle clothes on; dark denim jeans, black T-shirt underneath a light buttoned shirt. He also had a gray shoulder bag which made him look like an average college student.
"Who are you and what business do you have here?"
McGonagall demanded while Snape decided to observe the intruder quietly.
"I apologize to barge in at this hour... But I have... a rather urgent news for Headmaster Dumbledore."
The man steadily replied.
"About?"
Snape interrogated, his wand still in position.
"I am afraid it's solely for his ears."
The man said, his hands still raised.
".............I will go check with the headmaster."
McGonagall put her wand away and started to walk back.
"Thank you, madam."
The intruder slightly bowed.
Soon as she was out of sight, Snape grabbed the man's attention by pointing the wand right in front of his eyes.
"Are you with the Ministry?"
"No, I am not."
"Then how did you get here?"
"I walked."
The man hid his smirk, but not completely.
"Cute," Snape sneered and stepped closer, "let me rephrase the question, how the hell did you manage through the school's ward?"
"The ward probably let me pass since I was a former student here."
'Crap.... That was too lame...' The man thought. As he guessed, it didn't take long for Snape to snicker.
"So was the Dark Lord."
The stranger sighed.
"I am not with the Death Eaters, if that's what you're implying."
"I wasn't implying on anything."
The potion master smiled.
The man with the raven hair didn't take any of Snape's bait. He was far too calm for someone his age and it irritated Snape that he showed no fear whatsoever. In fact, he could detect slight humor in those green eyes.
"Severus, ease your wand."
Dumbledore's voice broke the tension between the two, McGonagall following closely behind the approaching headmaster.
"Good evening, headmaster."
Again, the man bowed his head politely.
Snape unwillingly put his wand down and stepped away to give Dumbledore space.
"I am sorry if we ever met.... but my memory seems unhelpful tonight..."
Dumbledore extended his hand.
"James, Hadwin James.... I apologize for my rudeness, but I'd like to get right to business."
The man took Dumbledore's hand and shook it.
"Minerva informed me you have some important news?"
"Yes."
The man looked straight into Dumbledore's eyes to show him the depth of urgency.
Dumbledore examined the bright green eyes and nodded.
"Though I do not know who you are, I can see that you are an honest person. Please follow me back to my office," then he turned to the professors before either of them could speak, "thank you, professors. I hope you two pleasant dreams."
With that, they left the unsatisfied head of houses.
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"Now then.... would you like some tea, Mr. James?"
Dumbledore offered once they were seated at his office.
"Yes please, I would love some..... But first... I must tell you I haven't been completely honest with you, headmaster."
The man put aside his shoulder bag, receiving odd look from the older wizard.
"My name isn't Hadwin James... My real name is Harry James Potter."
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Thanks for the reviews. I'll begin commenting on them next time.
If you noticed some of my HP fics has disappeared into oblivion, you have not gone insane. I pretty much put all the ideas together in this one fic...
Btw, if you're curious about Harry's name, Hadwin means friend in war.... I think.......(I read that somewhere...). I kinda wanted to name him Hart(stag), but Stag James? That's just too obvious...