Chapter 5

The Granger House

Melody Granger was at home when she received a letter that was supposedly from Vernon Dursley. She quickly opened the letter and read it.

Dear Mrs. Granger,

I am sorry to inform you that you will not be adopting the young lad. I am enclosing a check for a thousand pounds for your trouble, this should be enough to go to an adoption agency and adopt a young child of your own. Again I am very sorry for this but you just didn't make the qualification.

Sincerely,

Vernon Dursley

Melody read and reread the letter. She couldn't believe it. He had said that maybe she would adopt the young lad. According to her, the boy needed some tender loving care. Something that she could have given him, but now she couldn't. She walked out of the kitchen and into the living room where her daughter and husband were. She cleared her throat so that they knew that she could get their attention.

Hermione and Bill turned around and saw that Melody was a bit upset.

She approached her family and said, "We didn't get the boy."

She showed them the letter and sat by them on the couch.

Hermione went over to her mum and said, "That's Ok, mum. I was just acting a bit selfish last month. It really doesn't matter to me, whether I get a brother or sister any more."

"Thanks Hermione, but there is more news, they enclosed a check for a thousand dollars. We can adopt."

Melody showed them the letter and the check. They were nice to enclose a check for a thousand pounds so that they can adopt.

"That's great. I say that we head to the nearest adoption agency and look for a little boy and girl of our own and adopt. Hermione can choose." Said Bill.

Everyone at the burrow was home when Erol came in carrying a letter, and went straight to Molly. Molly took the letter from the owl's talon, and started to read the letter to herself.

Ron said, "Mum, what's wrong you haven't said anything all night. And now you get a mysterious letter from someone."

Molly said, "I have some news to tell you, did anyone read Daily Prophet last month, there was an ad where someone was adopting a young boy."

Arthur said, "Yeah, I remember that article. I was going to call on the number."

Molly said, "Well I did, and met with Mr. Dursley who seems to be a muggle, the interview did not go so well, and I was asked to leave before the interview was concluded. The interview started bad right from the start I believe. He started to get mad whenever I spoke, but when I mentioned that we were poor I believe that drew the line, and he laughed when I said that there were seven kids in our house hold."

Arthur said, "How a muggle ad wound up in the paper to begin with is beyond me. It's ok, we can use the money."

Molly said, "It's muggle money."

"Mum, can't we exchange the muggle money into wizarding money?" Ginny asked.

"Yes, I believe that that is feasible and good idea. We'll go to Diagon Alley and exchange the money to wizarding coins."

Lucius Malfoy was in his study when his owl came through the window, carrying a letter. He took the letter from the owl, petted his feathers and told him to go to his private owlry. This is it, he said to himself, as he opened the letter. As he was reading the letter a smile started to creep upon his face. The letter stated as followed:

Dear Mr. Malfoy,

I am writing to you to let you know that I have discussed with my wife and son after the interviews that were conducted that you will adopt my nephew Harry. I will not disclose his last name in the letter. When you come for him I will tell you his last name. He is to live in a closet, cupboard or some place like that, where you live. He is to be as unhappy as possible. To my family and me he is a freak of nature. Please be as strict as possible with him. If he does anything unusual he is to be punished immediately, anyway you know how.

Sincerely,

Vernon Dursley

He had just finished reading Vernon Dursley's letter. When it finally dawned on him what had happened. He had done it. He had adopted the young boy the only thing is that the young boy's name was not enclosed in the letter. Hmm. I wonder what he means by freak and unusual. Oh well, when I meet up with this Vernon Dursley he would tell me the young lads name.

"YES!! YES!" He screamed on the top of his lungs.

Then it dawn on him, he had adopted the boy, and his screams of joy filled the whole household bringing his wife, Narcissa and his son, Draco and a few House Elves running into his study.

Draco asked, "Father, what is the matter?"

"Why were you screaming, honey?" Narcissa had asked as she to entered the study.

When the House Elves noticed that nothing was wrong they left the study, and went back to their work.

Lucius looked at Narcissa and said, "Nar, do you remember when we got married I mentioned something that I wanted to have more then one child."

Narcissa said, "Yes, but with the complications that I had with Draco, I couldn't have more than one child."

"Exactly, well, about a month ago, there was an add in the Daily Prophet stating that someone was putting a young boy up for adoption."

Narcissa said, "Yes, I remember that ad. I still have a copy in my room. Why?"

"Well, I met with Vernon Dursley, the person that ran the ad and I. Well... welll..." He couldn't say anything else so he handed her the letter.

Draco and Narcissa read the letter together silently.

Dear Mr. Malfoy,

I am writing to you to let you know that I have discussed with my wife and son after the interviews that were conducted that you will adopt my nephew Harry. I will not disclose his last name in the letter. When you come for him I will tell you his last name. He is to live in a closet, cupboard or some place like that, where you live. He is to be as unhappy as possible. To my family and me he is a freak of nature. Please be as strict as possible with him. If he does anything unusual he is to be punished immediately, anyway you know how.

Sincerely,

Vernon Dursley

"What is this suppose to mean?" Draco and Narcissa said at once.

"It means that we got the young lad and that he will be raised as a Malfoy should be raised, and not by how the way that this person wants him to be raised."

"Dad, he stated that his first name is Harry, but he did not put the young lads last name into the letter." Draco realized as he scanned the paper a second time.

"No he didn't that's what makes it more interesting not knowing if he is a wizard or a muggle, and not knowing who we are adopting."

"But what if it is a muggle, or worse. What if Harry stands for…"

"Harry Potter." His father said, "then he will probably not know anything about our world or how his parents really died and with this type of information unknown to him we can manipulate him to think that someone else had killed his parents." Draco said, "But what if he thinks that something else happened to his parents?"

"When we will find out the truth from him and then tell him part of the real truth saying that someone else not mentioning who really killed his parents. Thus he will not know the whole truth."

"Excellent plan, dad. If it is does turn out to be Harry Potter."

"Now I must get ready to meet with Dursleys, Draco do you want to come with me?" Draco said,

"Really? Yes. I would like to."

"Then lets get going." Around 11:00 p.m. Draco and Lucius got their brooms from their broom cupboard and took off into the air. When they reached an alleyway that was near Privet Drive. They took out some canned food, that the House Elves had put into the their packs.

Lucius muttered "accio beds," and two beds flew into the air and landed perfectly into the alleyway. When the beds appeared Lucius and Draco fell asleep immediately. So that they would get up early and make the beds disappear before any muggle noticed anything unusual in the alleyway.

At the Dursley's residents Vernon and Petunia were getting ready to for bed, when they had gotten into there beds, and had just fallen asleep. The beds suddenly flew up into the air and turned upside down depositing them onto the floor and then flew out the window down the street, landing them hard on to the floor.  This made Vernon very mad and went over to the cupboard and opened the door.

He saw that Harry was sound asleep and woke him up as he shouted, "Boy, what did you do to our beds? Where are they?"

Harry started to rub his eyes and put on his glasses when he heard his uncle screaming. "What?"

"You heard me boy, where are our beds?"

"I have no idea what you are talking about?"

"Sure you don't…  Now where are the beds?"

"I just said I didn't do anything to your beds. I have no idea what you are mumbling about. Now let me get back to sleep."

Vernon could not believe that he did not know what happened to the beds. So what that thought he went back up stairs and saw Petunia asleep on the floor where her bed was. He had no other choice but to sleep next to her.

The next morning, Draco and Lucius woke up at around 9:45. Lucius conjured a spell and made the beds reappear in the Dursley's bedroom again, while floating Vernon and Petunia in the air so that they landed on their beds. Draco and Lucius had breakfast an hour or so later.

That same morning, at the Dursley's house, Harry woke up and when his aunt had rapped very loudly on his cupboard door. Opening the unlocked door, Harry stepped out and walked to the kitchen. Lucius rang the doorbell, with Draco by his side. A heavy set young boy that he had met previously opened the door.

"Dudley, isn't it?"

"Yes, sir, Come in Mr. Malfoy. Come in. My dad is waiting for you."

Vernon exited from the kitchen when he heard that Mr. Malfoy's name floated into the kitchen from his son's mouth. He entered the living room where he saw Lucius and a young boy that looked exactly like him.

"Vernon," Lucius said as he put out his hand.

Vernon took Lucius' hand and shook it Vernon said, "Lucius, and who is this young lad next to you?"

Lucius said, "This is my son Draco, my pride and joy."

Vernon extended his hand to Draco, and Draco shook it. "Pleasure to meet you sir."

"Same here Draco very unusual name."

"Yes, it is, but my wife and I like it. Is the young lad ready to leave?"

"Boy, you ready yet?"

"Yes, sir." came Harry's voice coming from a closet under the stairs.

"Good, your new father and brother are here."

Harry rushed out of a door that was under a flight of stairs. His insides were flowing with anxiety. I'm leaving, I can't believe it. I'm leaving this house this place. Harry thought to himself.

Harry then noticed the two young people with silver white hair and the grayest eyes that he had ever seen.

Lucius said, "You must be Harry, well then I'm your new father Lucius Malfoy, and this is my son Draco, also your brother." As Lucius stuck out his hand and Draco did the same.

Harry shook both Lucius and Draco's hand and they exited the house, Lucius carrying Harry's belongings.