Rita Skeeter loves gossip. She loves writing. This is why she works for the daily prophet.

When she is really bored she goes to the muggle world to hear their gossip. There may not be something as juicy because she doesn't know who to target but it is interesting. The best part for her is she can be a human or a beetle and the muggles won't even notice.

Today though she is a beetle at a brunch for five moms.

"Have you girls heard about Petunia and how she is in jail?" One woman asked.

Three woman nodded their heads all of them hearing the news elsewhere. "What? What happened with Petunia?" One woman said clearly out of the loop.

They all turn to her. "You haven't heard. She is sitting in a jail cell from child abuse."

The ignorant woman was shocked. She always thought Petunia was extremely unpleasant but would go as low as she child abuse. "I thought she adored her monster of a child."

"No it wasn't her son she abused it was her nephew, Harry Potter."

Rita Skeeter was shocked. If a beetle can have a expression then we would have one shocked beetle. "I couldn't have heard right. Harry Potter is powerful he would never let anyone push him around. Or if this is true didn't DUMBLEDORE say he was safe. Clearly not. If this story got out and I am the one who wrote it would be famous. The drama of the wizarding world hero abused by the hand of the loved headmaster. Delicious" She smirk to herself at the thought.

She quieted her thoughts remembering there could be more to this wonderfully juicy story.

"She made him sleep under the stairs in a cupboard. She made him do all the chores. Nearly starved him. Her husband hurt the child many times. She burned him on his arms. Her own child bullied him at school and cut him off from the student body. That was only part of it. They won't let out the full treatment anyway on a newspaper."

"There's more" said the woman captivated that a peer can do such a thing to a innocent child. Rita Skeeter was along with her "There's more."

"Yes. The poor child is an orphan. Both the parents are dead. The Dursley's called him freak and worthless because the parents died in a drunk car crash. Dudley and his friends called him orphan boy on many occasions. They threatened to send him to a orphanage if he didn't do his chores right. I don't believe this is a average caring family unit."

"Where is poor Harry now?"

"He went to the family that housed him during the investigation. They are some neighbors that saw Dudley beating up Harry and stopped it. For good"

Rita was angry. She was mad at the monsters Dumbledore left the hero Harry at. The simple fact that he left this famous child with muggles. Muggles. They won't be able to teach him his own heritage. They didn't even tell him how his parents tragically died on that All Hallows' eve. She calmed herself and flew away thinking only one thing, "This is will be huge."

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Rita found a muggles newspaper with this article on the front. She read through it. She read through the treatment he has received over the years. She was honestly appalled anyone can treat a child like that, magical or muggle, and still sleep at night.

She usually does not write something this bad. Her part in the newspaper is the gossip column but she is willing to change her writing style to get her name known.

The next day it is all over Diagon Alley. The only way you didn't know about it was living under a rock or stuck up a tower. Everyone was whispering about how Dumbledore could do such a thing. Some people defended Dumbledore but they were few and far between.

People flooded into the ministry protesting the fact that Dumbledore is free. The ministry gave into the public demand. They set the court date for Dumbledores trial. They sent a letter in he instantly infamous headmaster.

Dumbledore was sitting in his office when Minerva McGonagall came flying up the stairs. He opened the door for his friend. "I told you" she said shaking her fist her face livid.

"Told me what?"

"That you those muggles were the worst sort"

"I have no idea what you are talking about Minerva. Lemon drop?" He said. His hand motioning to the bowl filled with the yellow spheres on the desk he sat at.

"I'm talking about Harry Potter and his guardians. Haven't you read the newspaper?"

Shaking his head back and forth Minerva drops the newspaper. The cover read Harry Potter Hero of the Wizarding World Abused: Didn't Dumbledore Say He Was Safe written by Rita Skeeter. He rolled his eyes at who wrote it. "Minerva you can't possibly believe anything that Skeeter woman writes can you?"

"Fine you have a point there but when was the last time you checked on him?"

"Now why would I need to check on him he is in good hands."

"To see if he is actually in good hands or did the thought not arise that those two unpleasant muggles wouldn't like to get ride of the child someone they hate with powers they fear."

The old goat rises his hands in surrender knowing whatever he said would not be appreciated by the lioness. "Okay lets go check out to see if this is a bunch of rubbish or not"

He stood up and walked to the floo. He threw the shimmering power from the brass pot into the fire. The fire turned emerald. He stepped in and called out Diagon Alley. The frustrated woman followed suit.

When the goat stepped out he was crowded with people. All asking questions to see if the morning article was true. When the lioness came out she fell onto his back. He apparited them into a muggle alleyway in London. "Sorry about that Minerva I just had to leave that mob quickly"

Still quite stunned by the sudden teleportation she didn't catch the explanation. She was quiet trying to settle her stomach.

Taking her silence has acceptance Dumbledore summoned the knight bus. When it arrived he grabbed McGonagall by the upper arm half dragging her into the bus. He payed for the two of them. She stumble to a seat just in time before the ride began. Her already delicate stomach was flipped around once again. Her face by the bus arrived at its intended location looked like a wrinkled lime.

Her employer looked at her with worry. After clutching a streetlamp for a good five minutes she stood up straight. She threw a threatening look at Dumbly "If you ever pull that kind of stunt I will tie your beard to a owls talon" The headmaster nodded his head in understanding his eyes comically wide.

She wiped her robes and gave him one more cold look. "Lead the way" she said with a hand motion.

They both walked to the house from all those nights ago. When they got there they saw was empty.

Dumbledore knocked to double check but Minnie just opened the door wanting to prove she was right. They saw absolutely no picture of Harry Potter or find his room. It looked like a average house for a family of three but they both knew their seemed to be a hidden secret. "Do you think they are actually in jail?", asked Dumbles.

"Yes", she answered annoyed.

AN: Hope you enjoyed the update. Thank you for your patience. I'm going to be honest I feel really guilty for not updating in forever.