Disclaimer:I don't own this world and if I did half of the people in the canon who does wouldn't have

AN/thanks for all of the followers and reviews Thanks for reviewing pottersparky. This is still Wednesday but with more Harry and Maria. I really should be studying for finals but this is a lot more fun. Enjoy the story

The officers spent all day filling out forms to get a warrent to check out the Dursley residence. They hoped the could fill it out in the morning and search in the afternoon but it took a bit longer then anticipated. They of course got a warrent. They got it the next day on Thursday.

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Harry heard shouting, "Harry you are going to be late for school." This is still Wednesday.

Harry in his sleepy states mumbles back, "Give me five minutes then I can make breakfast Aunt Petunias." He opens his eyes wide realizing that wasn't his aunts screechy voice but a males deep one. He sat up.

"This is not my cupboard" he thought. Then yesterday came flooding back to him.

He saw some clothes at the bottom at the bed. He puts the clothes on. Unlike the outfit he came to the house with this outfit actually fits him. "Where is my clothes from yesterday?"

He came out of the guest room he slept in. He rubbed his tongue against his teeth cringing at the fuzzy feeling. He starts to scrape his fingernail against his tooth trying to get it off. Mr Otto sees him doing this as he sat down for breakfast. He stood up. He goes looking something and comes back with the spare toothbrushes packs meant for trips. "Go brush your teeth in the hallway bathroom" he says handing him a fresh toothbrush.

Harry felt even more grateful to this family. He feels better after brushing his teeth especially after forgetting last night.

"What do you want on your toast Harry" asked Mr.Otto. Harry had no idea. His aunt usually hands him a plain piece hesitantly. That is of course when she remembers he needs food too. Harry shrugs his shoulders honestly not knowing or caring.

Mr Otto decided to make Harry his favorite as child and his daughters favorite now, sugar-cinnamon toast. This was easy and tasty for any child with a sweet tooth.

He handed him the toast. Harry grabbed it and took it. He looked at it like it was completely forgein. He trusted the man in front of him. He took a bite. He got wide eyed. He looked from the toast to Mr Otto like this was a gift from the heaven. Mr Otto was chuckling at the comical exspression. Harry didn't care he was being laughed at and just enjoyed this magical experience of flavor.

After he got out of his trance he asked, "Where are my old clothes?"

Mr Otto looked a little sheepish. "Yeah my wife threw those clothes away after you fell asleep" he said averting eye contact.

"Oh don't worry about it I was just wondering. Who's clothes are these anyway?"

"They are my daughters when she was younger. We can go shopping later for some more clothes but until then these can do."

"Clothes of my own!" He thought happily. Even the prospect of his own clothes made him bounce.

It amused Mr Otto that something as simple as toast and cloth shopping made Harry bounce. He was also a sad that this made him so happy. This was something that children around here should take for granted.

"We can go after school." Immediately Harry stopped bouncing. The joy in his eye was stomped. His heart twinged. Even though he has only known this kid for less then 24 hours he cares for him.

Harry had a silent begging look on his face but his eyes had a defeated look in them. Again Mr Ottos heart twinged at this sight. He didn't want to make him face the his cousin after hearing what happened. He couldn't take him anywhere else though. He has to work.

He dropped him off at school.

Harry walked in miserable. After a wonderful twelve hour or so hours in his best dream he hated having to dive back into reality. This was like being out of the hot tub to being dumped in the cold pool.

He listened to the teacher thinking about how he couldn't wait to get back to Maria and her parents. This family he barely knew has been more caring than his own blood relatives.

He ate lunch in peace at the normal spot with no one even giving him a glance,at least to his knowledge. He was called to see the teacher during recess at lunch.

The teacher explained to him that they didn't think it would be in his best well being to be outside at recess until the authorities work out the case. Harry agreed he didn't want a chance to be alone with Dudley for a single second. He found recess depressing without anyone to play with and when he actually does do something it isn't really a game he wants to play.

By the end of the day he was bouncing and excited to get out. He grabbed his falling at the seams back pack.

Maria was waiting outside her old school waiting for Harry with her mom. They got there a few minutes early. Her mother was close to the door to make sure she found Harry while she stood by the car leaning on a tree. She noticed some fellow JHS students waiting with their respective parents/guardians. With two minutes to spare Mrs Dursley, the demon lady, drove up and got out of a car.

Her peers noticed the woman from the picture she showed them throughout the day. Now some of these people were future journalists or just appalled with by her behavior.

They swarmed her asking questions and throwing insults at her. That woman was getting the same look she had before she slapped Maria. She felt her pocket to make sure she had her camera incase the demon lady did something. She was smiling wide laughing on the inside at this predicament. "She looks like a soda about to explode." The woman looked about ready to pull her hair out, scream, and take them all down with one high heel shoe all at the same time.

She was holding herself together pretty well considering this of course. Maria was walking a bit closer to see if she can get a good shot if she did break.

When she looked like she can not hold it in any more she heard a shout. "Mum lets go." It came from the demon spawn. Her peers left the woman to surround the child. The look of shock was priceless she took a picture letting out a few chuckles.

He pushed them to the side. He got in the car and slammed the door behind him. The woman followed suit checking on her son.

Satisfied with the pictures and not thinking she will need it again she put away her camera.

She felt a small pair of arms envelope her in a hug. She turned to the black haired child connected to her hip. "I always wanted to be a big sister. I wonder if we can keep him." She smiles warmly at him. He looks up with his eyes glowing. Even though it hasn't been too long he has missed Maria during the school day. He is growing quite attached as she is the first person who has shown him kindness and introduced him to a new world.

They loaded into the car. Mr Otto wasn't home. Which was normal.

The trio set up. Harry was kind of lost. He didn't know what to do. When he was at the Dursleys he usually was forced to play Harry Hunting until he made dinner and then did the dishes.

Here he was in foreigner not used to the routine. Even though this place was much more warm and lovely than the other one it is still a new world to him. Maria saw this and suggested, "Lets do our homework and if you have a problem I can help." Harry nodded and pulled out his homework.

They worked until Mr Otto got home he was about ten minutes later than usual. They had to clear and set the table for dinner when he got home. Maria actually looked at Harrys back pack and saw it ripping at the seams. She thought about her old one. It may not be new but it is in better conditions than that.

"Dad why are you later than usual" Maria asked.

"Oh I got Harry these" he pulled out a pack of new underwear, "I thought you may like a new pair to where." He threw the pack at Harry and he caught it without blinking a eye.

Mrs Otto came out of the kitchen carrying a pot, "Get out of the way hot pot hot pot." She placed it on the middle. Harry sat in the empty seat next to Maria on his right across from Mr Otto.

"Mrs Ottos food is delicious or maybe it is the fact I'm not cooking it for a change?" Harry wondered these facts as he at through two helpings of fish.

After dinner Maria stood up and put her plate in the sink. "Are the dishes clean or dirty?" She half screamed a room away.

"Dirty"

Harry just sat there awkwardly not knowing what to do. He just picked at his food. He didn't want to interupt the adults conversation.

Maria walked in, "Is everyone done with their plate?" Both of the adults nodded along with Harry.

"Maria" she stopped and looked at him waiting, "is there anything I can do to help?"

"Yes you can help me with the dishes small child"

They walked to the trash can and scraped the its and bits of food they missed. She put them in the sink. "Just rinse them and hand them to me. I will put them in the dishwasher."

Harry nodded and did as told. "This is different than at the Dursleys. Here they spread the work out. Here everyone contributes. Is this a average home life?" Harry thought. He keeps comparing the Dursleys to the Ottos. He wonders why he never thought about other families and how they treat their children.

After they finished cleaning up dinner Maria sat on the couch with a storybook. This book was her favorite story collection. Harry stared at her with yearning in his eyes. She saw this, "Harry do you want me to read aloud?"

Harry nodded happily at the thought of being read a story. He sat on the cushion next to her. Maria looked at him with affection. She started to read. He was transfixed by the story.

By the end he was tired. He yawned. "I think you should get to bed now small child." Harry nodded.

He did a night time routine and went to bed dreaming of knights in blue sweatshirts saving elves from a family of ice.