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Maria's mother was a bit shocked to see her daughter with a red hand print on her face when she came home that night. Maria explained really quickly skipping over detail like following Dudley home and other not so important stuff.

After she heard the explanation she lost her hyper focus on her daughter. She then noticed the small child and the officer in her house.

Her husband started to explain the situation. Maria had a pleading look on her face. She got right back into motherly mood but turned it to Harry this time. She started to go to get food to feed this kid. Her husband went to get the guest bedroom ready.

The officer left knowing that the child will be cared for or at least be better off than at the Dursleys.

When the officer got back to the school she picked up her partner to get back to the station. They started to get warrants to get into the Dursleys house to find evidence for this case. It should be done to look in their house tomorrow.

Back to Harry

Maria was smiling widely while she told the whole story about earlier to Harry. His eyes grew bigger at the picture. He has never seen his Aunt so scared even when he did his funny business.

Maria was entertaining him while Mrs and Mr Otto got him some food and got a room put together. This is a whole new feeling for Harry because as long as he remembers he was making food for others. He will also get a room for himself a room to himself.

Unlike when the Dursleys has guests these people were genuinely warm and caring. Harry is happy that they were willing to take him in during this time. "This is all happening so fast. Last week I was a chore monkey that was tolerated at best now I'm being served and cared for by this amazing family. Is this what family and home feels like?"

The Next Morning

"Hey mum can you help me pronounce the hand print and can I have a white tee shirt and a sharpie" Maria asked the next morning. They decided Mr Otto will take Harry to school and elemantry school startes after JHS so Harry is still asleep.

"Okay first off why with the handprint" asked her mum.

"I want to make it look all red so you have to be blind to miss it" she said all to cheerfully at this time in the morning.

"Okay I'll deal with that later. Why do you want a white shirt and a sharpie?"

"To write 'Ask Me About The Handprint' on it"

"Why" she said with a mixture of disbelief and exasperation in her tone.

"This will be my way of making people aware of Harry's story. The kids might share it with their parents. The parents might spread it to their friends. I want people to be aware of this story"

The mother looked at her daughter with pride. She was seeing how mature she can be and how caring. She was loving how poor Harry was bringing out the compassion in her daughter. She hugged her tight.

"Mum Mum I can't breath" Maria wheezed out. Mrs Otto let go right away. "So can you help me with this project o mine?" Maria said this with wide hopeful eyes shining with a determined glow.

Mrs Otto has never seen this kind of look in her daughters eyes before. "Of course. You can use one of you dads old tee shirts and there's probably a sharpie in the junk drawer. I can go get some blush to make to hand print extra red"

Maria nodded. She smiled brightly while getting the supplies. She and her mum ended up spending nearly the whole morning doing this project. Having to rush out the door with a apple in Maria's hand and a orange in Mrs Ottos to make sure they weren't late.

Maria was nervous walking into homeroom with her makeup and new outfit on. Her hair was up to make sure it didn't cover any part of her face. As soon as she hit the hallways she seemed to rethink her plan of action. "To late now." She was starting to think of a plan of escape. "I can go to the bathroom to wash off the blush and put on my jacket from my locker"

She remembered why she is doing this. She remembered worrying about this won't do her any good. She held her head high and hoped to be noticed for once.

Of course she was. The majority of the school was talking about it by the end of the day or at least knew about it. The principal heard this in the rumor mill. He agreed with Maria this story should be shared. This shouldn't be forgotten. The unneeded suffers of others shouldn't be ignored. He wanted to spread this message. He will bring his up during the end of year assembly.

"How was your day?"asked the mother to her daughter.

"Which part"

"Just in general"

"Well my plan worked like a charm everyone asked and I got to tell the story about twenty times every class but my plan worked like charm and I got to tell the story twenty times a class. As much as I like to help Harry you know I'm not exactly a good storyteller. I don't think I conveyed the message I wanted to. I don't think I made people understand about how grave this is. For this sweet little child to be treated the way he is." Maria sighed hoping that her word struck a cord with someone.

AN:I think I'm going to change the summary but to what I don't know.