Disclaimer:
It's not mine, I don't own it.
Chapter two
The next morning the child was woken from his peaceful slumber by a loud shout.
"MOOOOOMMMMM," A young woman of nearly twenty five had just walked out the door.
Her dark green eyes took in the sight of the child. Having realized that the shout just woke up
the now crying baby she picked it up. In a softer voice she said "who are you little one?" The
contact seemed to comfort the baby and he stopped crying "Come on, it's cold out here, lets go
inside."
She turned around just to almost run into a woman with long brown hair, whom was holding a
wooden spoon in one hand and an apron in the other.
"Who is that Jez?"
"I don't know, he was sitting on the doorstep when I went outside." They both noticed the note
curled in the boy's small hand.
"What does the note say?" the older woman asked.
The younger one, or Jez as the other had called her, gently took the note from the little hand and
continued to unconsciously rock the little baby. Handing the note to the other she asked her to
read it.
The older woman looked at the bright green script stating 'Jezibel Madison'
"It's addressed to you, are you sure you want me to read it?"
Jezibel rolled her eyes, "of course mommy,"
"ok," the woman opened the envelope, and pulled out the long parchment. "Dear Ms. Jezibel
Madison,
Hopefully you are aware that you are adopted,"
"I"M A-WHAT, Mom, why didn't you tell me?" Jezibel gave her mother a hurt look.
"I didn't think it mattered, we love you as if you are our own child and always have. What
would be the point in telling you? It would have only caused you to wonder and pain. I didn't
want that for you." The mother looked sad as she said this.
"I. , , " Jezibel was speechless. The boy must have picked up her mood because he started
crying again. She went back to rocking the baby and saying softly "It's ok little one, it's ok."
After a few moments the boy seemed to settle again. "Could you continue reading it?"
The other nodded and continued. "I only say this because you have a sister by the name of Lily
Potter, formerly Lily Evens. She and Mr. Potter were killed yesterday by one of the most evil
wizards of our time, and left their son, Harold James Potter, as their survivor. " The mother
stopped. "Wizards, do you believe this?"
"Well whoever wrote it knew about the adoption, It's more believable that they are a little old
fashioned and think wizards do exist. Anyway, if he really is my nephew I have to take care of
him." she looked down at Harry, "go on."
The mother sighed and continued. "As you are his only relative, We hope that you will take good
care of young Harry and you will receive money each month to aid in his care. Please give him
the enclosed letter when he reaches an age that he can read it." There was a smaller but bulkier
envelope with the note. " His birth certificate is also enclosed along with the first month's aid.'
Well, at least they're giving aid, and you don't even have a job."
"I do, it's just in Japan, and in three months I'll go as I was planning to. I just have to get his
papers now and probably a passport." She sighed. "So much stuff to accomplish." she looked
down at Harry's sleeping form. "Hello Harry James Madison. You're going to be my baby
now."
AN
Woo Hoo, two chapters, of course one was short and the other was nearly exactly like the book,
but give me a break, I'm writing a whole au, but you've got to have a starting point which is still
going to be similar. PLEASE REVIEW
It's not mine, I don't own it.
Chapter two
The next morning the child was woken from his peaceful slumber by a loud shout.
"MOOOOOMMMMM," A young woman of nearly twenty five had just walked out the door.
Her dark green eyes took in the sight of the child. Having realized that the shout just woke up
the now crying baby she picked it up. In a softer voice she said "who are you little one?" The
contact seemed to comfort the baby and he stopped crying "Come on, it's cold out here, lets go
inside."
She turned around just to almost run into a woman with long brown hair, whom was holding a
wooden spoon in one hand and an apron in the other.
"Who is that Jez?"
"I don't know, he was sitting on the doorstep when I went outside." They both noticed the note
curled in the boy's small hand.
"What does the note say?" the older woman asked.
The younger one, or Jez as the other had called her, gently took the note from the little hand and
continued to unconsciously rock the little baby. Handing the note to the other she asked her to
read it.
The older woman looked at the bright green script stating 'Jezibel Madison'
"It's addressed to you, are you sure you want me to read it?"
Jezibel rolled her eyes, "of course mommy,"
"ok," the woman opened the envelope, and pulled out the long parchment. "Dear Ms. Jezibel
Madison,
Hopefully you are aware that you are adopted,"
"I"M A-WHAT, Mom, why didn't you tell me?" Jezibel gave her mother a hurt look.
"I didn't think it mattered, we love you as if you are our own child and always have. What
would be the point in telling you? It would have only caused you to wonder and pain. I didn't
want that for you." The mother looked sad as she said this.
"I. , , " Jezibel was speechless. The boy must have picked up her mood because he started
crying again. She went back to rocking the baby and saying softly "It's ok little one, it's ok."
After a few moments the boy seemed to settle again. "Could you continue reading it?"
The other nodded and continued. "I only say this because you have a sister by the name of Lily
Potter, formerly Lily Evens. She and Mr. Potter were killed yesterday by one of the most evil
wizards of our time, and left their son, Harold James Potter, as their survivor. " The mother
stopped. "Wizards, do you believe this?"
"Well whoever wrote it knew about the adoption, It's more believable that they are a little old
fashioned and think wizards do exist. Anyway, if he really is my nephew I have to take care of
him." she looked down at Harry, "go on."
The mother sighed and continued. "As you are his only relative, We hope that you will take good
care of young Harry and you will receive money each month to aid in his care. Please give him
the enclosed letter when he reaches an age that he can read it." There was a smaller but bulkier
envelope with the note. " His birth certificate is also enclosed along with the first month's aid.'
Well, at least they're giving aid, and you don't even have a job."
"I do, it's just in Japan, and in three months I'll go as I was planning to. I just have to get his
papers now and probably a passport." She sighed. "So much stuff to accomplish." she looked
down at Harry's sleeping form. "Hello Harry James Madison. You're going to be my baby
now."
AN
Woo Hoo, two chapters, of course one was short and the other was nearly exactly like the book,
but give me a break, I'm writing a whole au, but you've got to have a starting point which is still
going to be similar. PLEASE REVIEW