Disclaimer/ I don't own anything
AN/ check out Gotcha if it was the same as The Aftermath of the Trial
They two of them searched the house high and low trying to find a hint of where the boy could have been housed. They eventually found the urge to check the cupboard where they found a broken bed, some clothes, and little bits and pieces of trash.
Minerva has just gone numb from this experience knowing that any child has to go through with this is heartbreaking.
She blamed herself for not coming back after letting Dumbledore dropping off Harry that night. She knew he wouldn't listen to a word she said but she could have gone behind his back to retrieve him.
"Where could Harry be," grumbled Dumbledore. He was getting irritated.
"We can go to the jailhouse to ask Petunia," suggested Minerva.
"Yes glorious and then I can have a word with her while I'm at it," said Dumlbledore with this powerful aura around him.
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Petunia stared at the wall of the cell. She was alone trying to sleep. She couldn't though with how she treated Harry through the years. How she took her jealousy and regret and had it blur the the line of right and wrong. She shook her head and thought of her son and giving him all the attention she wished for as a child. To feel like he was the favorite.
She was wondering when Dudley's first visit will be or even if he will visit her at all. She was separated from her husband and couldn't wait until she got out. The first thing she would do would be to apply for divorce.
She smiled at the thought of shrugging off his dead weight from her life. While she was dreaming of a future alone a cat walked through the prison and trailing behind was a man under a invisibility cloak and muffling charm for his general area. The cat was a couple of paces ahead and she slipped in to Petunia's cell with ease. The man followed but had a harder time getting in. Once he did though he charmed it to look like Petunia was peacefully sleeping.
The man ripped off the cloak revealing Albus Dumbledore and nearly giving Petunia a heart attack. "What is wrong with you?," he roared. She eyes were sharp like a knife. It was like he was trying to stab her with his gaze. Well it worked a little as she shrunk back to get away.
Minerva became human once again to ask, "A cupboard, really?" Petunia just looked down in shame she sunk down even lower into herself.
Then pride stepped into the way of her guilt to comfort her. "Well it isn't my fault I was given a child that I never wished to have," she fumed. "I never wanted him and I was forced to have him in my household and raise him as my own. Do you know how much stress that on my marriage—the argument, the tension, and the money problems. We were financially prepared for one— one— child then all of a sudden you force another on us. You didn't even ask, you just left him there for us to have. He caused the stress and we released in our own way. Don't go yelling at me for that? He should have never been given to us to begin with. What is wrong with you for giving him to us anyway?"
Even though Minerva hated what the woman did to Harry she knew she could use that line, "Yes, what is wrong with you to give him to them anyway?"
Dumbledore had pride too. He might try to not let it get in the way but it does with the things he do. "You both know about the protection from being with his blood family. It was suppose to protect him from bad people who were going to find and hurt him," Dumbledore explained condescendingly.
"Don't you dare use that tone with me, Albus. If you were trying to hide him so bad why not take him out of the country. Anything in the West would have been good. Haven't you heard the slytherins talk about vacations, they never leave the eastern hemisphere or go too far south," Minerva spat.
"That would not have worked Minerva as the whole wizarding world has heard of Harry not just Europe and he needed to be watched."
"Oh you never watched him and you know it, if you did you would not have let this behavior slide, would you?"
She had a point there because he knew if he did do that it would reflect badly upon himself. If he looks bad in the public's eye he loses that much more power. Yeah so right now he is a little powerless.
He turned to Petunia, "You stupid woman what made you think it was alright to hit his head with a frying pan if you didn't like what he did, anyway, Minerva let's go try and fix this and not give people brain damage."
Minerva started to laugh. Albus looked between the two confused. "You can't you fool this is too big for a coverup as this is going around in both worlds, who knows how many people have read this and how far the new spread."
When Petunia heard that she started to laugh with the witch. "Sir, you are so screwed." She changed around the line a bit but thought it still fit into the situation. "I suddenly don't hate that girl as much as I did before."
"What girl?," asked the goat.
"The girl who started this all and the thing is I don't think I ever got her name as she just randomly showed up at my house and irritated me enough to do something a little rash, if you read our new story you might be able to find her name."
