A/N: I have updated this chapter on 20-03-2016. I took away some mistakes and change it here and there. In time I will go through all the chapters.

A/N: Okay I know I said that I would post again in two weeks. But I had finished the chapter and did not want to keep it from you.

Thanks to everyone for the reviews and have fun with this chapter.

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C6 Harry's, day of fun.

Minerva McGonagall gasped for breath when she heard Harry say his name out loud. Although he had the same eyes as Lilly and although she knew it was him, from the first moment he came through the door. Still the name made her swallow hard. With the little red book still clutching in her hands she glanced at Harry.

Her thoughts were going to all those things she had read in the little red book, while she was still in the kitchen with Arabella, and now as she looked at him she could clearly see what the book had said. He was much too small and much to skinny for a boy his age.

She could not believe that Dumbledore was exposing Harry to this kind of treatment without doing anything about it, but knew that Arabella would not lie to her.

The next thing she could not believe was that Arabella had brought a strange girl from the street into her house, a girl she knew nothing about. The one thing that Minerva was sure of was that both Bella and Harry were magical. She felt the magic flow from their pores simultaneously with waves in succession.

With Harry she could feel the magic at its best. He had more magic than any child of his age, more than she had ever felt inside a child before. But the magic of Bella was not far off, when she compared it with the magic from Harry.

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Bella took Harry by the hand, and took him up to her little bedroom and sat on top of the bed.

Harry looked a little shyly at Bella. "Bella thank you for being my friend, even when Dudley has forbidden anyone to be my friend. And also for the notes you wrote in class, they helped me a lot. It was nice to speak to someone even when it was only by passing notes between us".

Bella did not know what to do now. On one hand she wanted to tell Harry that she knew everything that had happened to him, and also that Arabella had wrote everything down to help him someday. But she also knew, that Harry did not know, that she knew everything and therefore she could not tell him that.

"Harry do not say that, last year, you have saved me four times from Dudley and his friends. So we are equal at that point. If you had not done that, then Dudley would have beaten me to a pulp for all four of those times. Of course I'm your friend, never think differently about that and I will remain your friend".

"Thank you Bella" was all Harry could say.

"Harry, how do you feel about having no parents?" Bella asked him. "I miss mine and I do not even know who they are".

The question of Bella came as a total surprise to Harry. He had never stopped to think about that there could be other children who had no parents. Actually, he felt that it was quite understandable and yet he had never considered it. It made him ashamed of himself but knew that it wasn't his fault.

"I do not know Bella, I do not really know anything about my parents but they were much better than the Dursley's, I think. Even if they only tell me that they were drunks and layabouts" harry said in a small voice.

Bella wanted to say right away that it was so, but could stop herself just in time.

Harry looked what sadden but said nothing. He didn't want Bella to think badly about him.

"Sorry Harry, I heard Arabella say that you, just like me had no parents. And I thought I also have no parents. And we both had the same fate. Therefore I wanted to be friends with you, I'm sorry".

Harry glanced at Bella. "It does not matter Bella, I understand, you do not need to apologize to me". He was not really sure what she meant by what she had said. But she was the first person who wanted to be friends with him. Despite the fact that Dudley, had prohibited it, to anyone who wanted to be friends with him. Bella was the only one that was having, none of what Dudley wanted from all the others. And she was the only one who wanted to be around him. She was his first and the only friend he had. And for that reason alone he was grateful to her.

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Back in the kitchen with Arabella en Minerva.

Minerva and Arabella walked back into the kitchen. "Arabella how often did you show this little red book to Albus" Minerva asked her after they sat down again.

"Oooo, Merlin more than ten times I think, and each time I showed it to him it was with the same reason. Every time it was with the reason that Harry was mistreated very badly, and also that he was beaten and bullied. The first thing I saw was that baby Dudley was poking baby Harry with a stick in his side. Harry cried but those two muggles, his aunt and uncle just laughed at him, and did nothing against their son. They just let him go on with what he was doing".

"Did Albus, do something against it when you told it to him" Minerva asked.

"No, it's what it is, was all he said. It's a shame he had said but it has to be this way. It was for the greater good he said. That was his excuse each time when he was here with me. It's for the greater good, It's for the greater good". Arabella sighed heavily, "A little boy of eight years old with two black eyes. All for the greater good, Merlin can kiss my wrinkly old arse. with his greater good" Arabella spat.

Minerva looked at Arabella and took a deep breath. "Well I'll see if I can get something out of Albus when I talk to him about this. Otherwise I will go and talk to a number of teachers to see what we can do for Harry. I assume that Albus does not know that you have Bella here living with you" Minerva said and asked.

"No, Albus knows nothing about Bella, the last time he was here" Arabella had to pause a little. "I think it was more than two years ago. I was so mad at him that he didn't do anything about Harry, I even offered him to take Harry into my house".

Arabella saw that Minerva was in deep thought about what she had said. "Arabella, Please try to hide Bella, for as long as you can, especially form Albus, but also for the magical community. It is very strange that there is another orphan who turns up in little Whinging whiteout any knowledge of magic.

Now that we have Harry here as well, they I'm absolutely sure they have something to do with each other. I just do not know what, but you know as well as I do that sometimes magic works in the strangest ways" Minerva told Arabella in a hushed voice.

Together, the women drank their tea, and were just chatting about this and that, for the next few hours. At the door they took leave of each other, and Minerva told Arabella that she would owl her if she found something out.

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"Come down you two" Arabella called to the two children from the bottom of the stairs.

Harry and Bella came down the stairs while they were laughing. Harry who was walking behind Bella just smiled.

Arabella saw that he was wearing the biggest smile she had ever seen on his narrow face. It cheered her up to finally she seen Harry as a cheerful boy whiteout a worry what so ever in his little mind. Normally he used to be so sad or scared of anything and everyone but not with Bella at his side. "Harry you know my foster daughter Bella is it not?"

Harry nodded but said nothing; he just looked shyly at Arabella.

"Well Bella told me how Dudley has been treating you at school. And that he does everything, to keep you from having fun or any friends at school". Arabella had deliberately not told Harry, that she also knew what was going on at his home, and especially with what was happening to him when he was there.

Harry looked a little saddened at the ground but nodded anyway.

"The Dursley's do not know that Bella is living here, and they also do not know that I'm her foster mother. And they have never seen her down here because the don't come over here. So do you mind if this will remain our secret for a while. Then you can come over here occasionally to play with Bella, and the Dursleys does not have to know anything about it" Arabella told him.

Harry seemed to become happier by the minute. He thought to himself that his uncle and aunt also did not need to know this. Otherwise, he was never again allowed to go to Mrs. Figg, not ever again. No, to keep this a secret was no problem for him at all.

"So Bella, I had promised you a surprise today is it not". Bella nodded and waited anxiously for what Arabella was going to say. "The surprise is that Harry is here until tomorrow evening. His aunt and uncle are gone until late tomorrow evening, so today the three of us are going to go to London".

Harry looked up startled and thrilled at the same time. He was never allowed to go anywhere. And today he had a real friend and he was going to London. "Thank you" he stammered to Arabella.

"Harry, I hope you do not mind but we are only going to buy some new clothes for Bella. So it's nothing special what we are going to do in London" Arabella told him.

"That does not matter though, I've never been to London so it seems like fun" Harry said softly.

Bella looked at Arabella. London was only fifteen minutes away by car, and Harry had never been there. She did not understand why, but Arabella was just shaking her head.

Arabella told that Bella and Harry first had to go to the bathroom, just in case.

Arabella took Bella a little away from the bathroom, when Harry was in there. "The Dursley's always brought Harry to me when they went to London. Just to avoid all nice things for Harry" Arabella said. "In London they could spoil their little whale of a son while Harry was not there".

The more Bella knew. The worse she felt about Harry. She just could not believe how badly he had it. She herself had witnessed it for a year, and that had been long year for her. And Harry was living through it for nine years now.

While she was thinking this, her mind went to the nightmares she had. She came to the conclusion that, the man with the red eyes in her dreams could go and fuck himself. She would never ever murder Harry Potter. She found his green eyes too beautiful, and something in his eyes gave her a warm feeling.

Twenty minutes later the three of them were walking through London. Arabella would prefer to have taken them to Diagon Alley. But neither of the children knew they were magical, yet. Arabella was for the magical community nothing more than a Squib. But she had enough magic within herself to get into Diagon Alley.

She always went to Diagon Alley to get her ingredients for her potions; this was what she always did when Bella was in school. Now, however, it was clothing store in, and clothing store out.

Harry was looking at everything and everyone; there was so much to see that he no longer knew where to look. At a given moment he was even skipping hand in hand with Bella.

"You two want some ice cream" Arabella asked them from out of the bleu.

"Yes, yummy" cheered Bella.

"Harry, what flavor do you want" Arabella asked him.

"C-can I have an ice cream too? I never got an ice cream before, only Dudley can have those". Harry turned his head away in shame. It was something he did not wanted to tell them, and yet he did it without knowing it.

"Harry, it does not matter" Arabella told him softly. But she did see the pain in the eyes of Harry that was now clearly visible. "Harry come and sit with me for a minute, then we'll go and get some ice cream".

Harry sat down on the bench next to Arabella, his head still hanging down.

Bella sat down on the other side of Harry. Bella took his hand affectionately and was also looking at Arabella.

"Harry, I've also seen a few things, I know you do not have it easy when you're at the Dursley's".

Harry wanted to say something but got a finger pressed on his lips by Arabella.

"Harry please do not say anything. You do not have to tell me anything, today I just want you to be happy and have some fun. Tomorrow you must go back to them, unfortunately I can do nothing about that. If I could do anything I would have done it immediately".

Harry just continued to look at her small tears forming in the corners of his eyes. With small watery eyes he looked up.

"If you've done all your chores on Monday, and those of the rest of the week, then you can come to us through the back door. In this way, the Dursley's will never know that you are with us. I also know that the Dursley's will not see you that way. If you do that then you can come to play every day with Bella.

And if you have to be with us, because they want it that way, then you pretend that you do not like me. Because I know that they will like it if you do not like it".

Arabella put her finger under his chin end pulled his head up a bit. "Harry you're a good boy, never forget that. You are very special and I'm trying to do something for you but I do not know what, and whether it will work. So if I and Bella are sometimes a little mean to you, then that is not true, we do it just so that the Dursley's will think we do not like you. That way you can be with us more often. If the door is closed and the Dursley's do not see you we can do nice things".

Harry looked at Bella and Arabella, he did not really dared to look into their eyes. "I understand" he said. "Can I really come and play if I keep it a secret?" He asked shyly.

"Yes, Harry, if you keep it a secret then you can come and play with Bella every day" Arabella said to him.

Harry thought for a moment and slowly his eyes began to glow, and a big grin appeared on his face. And especially when he got his ice cream the same one as Bella got.

That afternoon Arabella and Bella were showing him the best places in London. In a playground at a park there was a little time for Harry and Bella to play for some time while Arabella was resting for a bit. At the end of the afternoon, they went into a few more shops.

Although Harry did not really like shopping, he had a great time with them both. A man came running up to them, he was wearing a long dress. At least that was what Harry thought it was.

Arabella had told him that it was a dress robe, and that it was something other than a dress.

Yet Harry still thought it looked like a dress.

The man was kneeling in front of Harry and said. "It's great to see you again, sir. I am very honoured and happy that all is well with you". The man stood up and walked on without looking back.

Not really understanding he looked at Arabella. She looked back at him and smiled sweetly but said nothing.

The remainder of the Day, Harry saw that many people looked back at him and waved him goodbye or hello. He thought it was a pity that they had to return home again while he was having so much fun. After eating the delicious evening meal and after they had played a bit, it was time to go to bed.

Harry was still lying quietly just thinking for a few hours. He had his own room here and a lovely bed. Although he did not live here, he was allowed to come and play here every day. It had been a great day for him maybe even the best day of the lonely life he had so far.

The strangest thing however was that man who greeted him. As if he had known him for years. But the best part was that he could talk with Bella without Dudley preventing them from it. And that they now had to do nothing through a piece of paper. He laughed at the thought while he slowly fell into a deep sleep.

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At the same time in Bella's room.

Bella was in a room next to Harry. As she lay in her own bed, she looked up at the ceiling. Through the wall she could hear Harry tossing and turning in his bed. She did not know when she had fallen asleep, but it happened.

From afar, a bald man approached her. He was the one that she had seen in her dreams before. Two red eyes looked at her intently. "You must kill Harry Potter, you can kill him now". Bella shouted in her dream that she was not going to do that.

She screamed, "Why should I do that, I do not want to do that, and I'm not going to do that."

In her dream, the man looked at her with piercing eyes. The man wished she would listen to him. But that was the last thing she wanted to do.

From out of nowhere, the blonde woman came into her dream. "Stay friends with Harry Potter it is very important. Stay friends with Harry Potter" she said.

The woman was very familiar to her but she did not know from where she knew her. What she did know was that she believed in the woman. In the distance there was a black dog and suddenly there was a man with half long black hair. The only thing she knew of him was that his name was Sirius. "Sirius," she cried. But how she knew his name she did not know.

She felt a hand slip around her arm and back and she looked sideways. Two red eyes looked straight at her and were penetrating into her eyes. With much strength he squeezed her arm painfully. The pain went through her arm.

"Kill, HARRY POTTER NOW" The man shouted in her ear.

"No NO NOOOOO" Bella yelled. "No I'm not going to kill him, I do not want that, Help me Harry, please help me, please stop him" she screamed into the emptiness of her room.

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Back in Harry's room.

Harry was in a deep sleep when he heard Bella's voice in the distance. With sleep still in his eyes, he sat up in his bed. For a moment he did not know where he was. Then he remembered that he was staying the night at Mrs. Figg, he looked around his room again.

In the room next to him he heard Bella screaming out loud. He slowly stood up and walked half asleep toward the door. Then he opened the door softly and in the hallway he listened for a moment. It seemed that Bella was in a fight with someone. But there was no one else in her room he thought. Slowly he opened the door to her room and slowly walked into Bella's room.

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In the bedroom room of, Arabella Figg.

Arabella Figg's room was at the end of the corridor. She had just gone to bed when she heard Bella talking in her sleep. The name she distinctly heard was the name of someone who was called Sirius. She did not know where she'd heard the name before. But she knew that the name seemed very familiar to her. She told herself that she had to remember that name and to tell it to Minerva. Later, however, she would forget the name, and thus she would not tell it to Minerva.

She knew what dream Bella was having, it was the dream she had before. Now what she was thinking turned out to be the truth. Softly she heard Bella say that she did not want to kill Harry Potter.

Arabella immediately stood up and walked to her door. Just before she wanted to open the door, she heard another door open. She instantly knew that Harry Potter had come out of his room. There was a pause, and then another door opened.

Now she also opened her door and was slowly walking down the corridor.

She saw how Harry had slowly walked into Bella's bedroom. So she herself also walked towards Bella's bedroom door but didn't go into it. From out of nowhere she heard Bella scream.

"No. I'm not going to kill him. I do not want that. Help me Harry, please help me, please stop him".

With great difficulty, Arabella held the urge to run into the room. Slowly and carefully she looked around the corner of the door.

Harry was sitting on the edge of the bed. Bella was lying in his arms, and on his lap. Softly she heard that Bella was whispering something. But she could only make some words out of what she said, but not everything.

How long she had been standing there she did not know. But Harry had sunk down and was now lying beside Bella fast asleep. Together they slept like babies.

Arabella looked at it with a smile on her face, she hesitated for a moment. But at the end she decided to leave the room and let them lie there. They were so cute, in the way they were sleeping together and just did not have the heard for it to disturbed them.

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Harry's point of view

Harry stood in the doorway of Bella's bedroom. Bella was whispering something, something about she did not want to kill somebody. He also heard the name of someone called Sirius, he did not know who Sirius was, but immediately he thought of someone called Padfoot. But the name Sirius told him nothing at all.

He now knew that Bella was having a nightmare. Her face was anxious and wild, but also filled with pain. Slowly he walked towards her.

Harry could not remember how many times he himself had been awakened from a nightmare. But always when he had a nightmare he would wake up all alone in his dark cupboard with no one to hold him or to help him.

How many times he himself had sat there crying softly in his cupboard. This was something that did not have to happen now. He was here today and he was going to help Bella, by comforting her. She would see that he was a good friend to her.

Harry softly grabbed her by the shoulders and sat beside her on her bed. Slowly he laid her head onto his lap and stroked her lovely through her hair.

"No. I'm not going to kill him, I do not want to do that. Harry Help me, please help me, please stop him".

Harry did not know against whom he had to help her, but he knew he had to help her. "Shush Bella he will not hurt you again, I'm here" he said softly as he stroked her hair. "I'm here Bella" he said again. "And I'll stay with you".

"Harry is that you, you're really here" she asked.

"Yes Bella, I'm here" he said. "Go back to sleep".

"Thank you Harry, he is walking away now, I do not know why, but it's like he's afraid of you". Harry please stay with me for a while, will you".

"That's okay Bella, I'll stay here with you" he said en smiled softly.

"Okay thank you Harry, Sirius is smiling to you".
"Harry will not go wa nhe haa ...".

Harry saw that she again had fallen into a deep sleep. Now she had a smile on her face. He himself began to fall asleep again. He wanted to go back to his own room. But slumped down a little bit.

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There was a ray of sunshine coming into the room. Bella who was yawning as she woke up, looked strangely at Harry who was now lying beside her.

Harry slowly opened his eyes and looked at a startled Bella. Before he knew that he had woke up in a strange bed, and in a room that he did not remember.

"Harry what are you doing in my bed" was Bella's question right away?

Still sleepily, he looked at Bella.

"You had a nightmare Bella, and you cried out that you did not want to murder someone. Then you cried out that I should come to help you. I came and sat with you, and told you that I was here for you, to help you. When you became peaceful again, and you fell asleep, I, I think I also fell asleep with you" Harry told her as he blushed.

Bella giggled a little and said he had to leave now. She had to go get dressed and he could not be there. Or he was going to see her naked.

Harry hastily left her room and closed the door behind him as he blushed more and more.

Bella stayed behind and was thinking hard. She could not remember the dream herself but knew what it was about. The fear she felt in her heart. Was depressing and suffocating her. She hoped that Harry did not know that the man always told her that she had to kill him.

Later that day when Harry went back to the Dursley's, he was disappointed and a little scared. With an expression on his face that hurt both Bella and Arabella a lot but again there was nothing they could do about it.

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Later that evening Arabella told her that Harry had comforted her that night. But that she had not told him who she had to murder. When Arabella told her she had screamed that she did not want to do it, and Harry had to help her, and that she needed him.

Bella looked at her wit big eyes. Especially when Arabella told her what Harry had done and how fast he had got then her out of her nightmare.

After those words Bella looked very surprised at Arabella, and her mouth had dropped. When Arabella told her, that she, in her sleep, had asked Harry if he could stay with her, because she wanted him to do it, and that he had done so just because she had asked it from him. Her mouth had dropped open once again.

The rest of the evening Bella had crawled on the couch and looked at the house at No. 4. That evening she had not seen him, not even for a short time. That night she often thought back to the conversation she'd had with Arabella.

Harry had come to help her. And Harry had done something without asking anything. Throughout the day, he had asked her nothing about the dream, he had respected her privacy. And yet he had just helped her, just like he always did at school.

The next day, Harry had not come to school. When school was out, Bella walked straight home to Arabella. She made sure that Dudley did not see her and crawled onto the couch. While she sat there she told Arabella that Harry had not been to school that day.

Arabella first looked at Bella, and then she looked worrisome to the house at number 4. She was not sure why, but that it was not right, that was one thing she was sure of.

When Bella was sitting alone on the bench, Arabella hurried off to send a letter to Minerva McGonagall. She instantly did this by owl post. But in a way that Bella did not see it.

Days passed and Harry had still not been to school, they also had not seen him outside of the house at NR. 4.

From out of nowhere on a Friday afternoon, Harry stood at the back door of the house of Arabella. His eyes were squeezed half shut by the light from the sun. He was very fearful and timid.

Arabella let him in and gave him a warm loving hug and was very afraid of the way he crawled into himself when she did that. "What happened to you my dear boy, where were you all week?"

She took him gently by the arm and saw how his face immediately went into one of piercing pain. As she rolled up his sleeve and saw an arm full of bruises. She could not help but cursed loudly. "Oh poor boy, come quickly and sit on the couch with me, Bella is at school but you know that right" She said.

Harry nodded and looked out of the window.

Harry was softly telling Arabella that his aunt had sent him here because she had to go shopping and that he was not allowed to be alone in the house.

"Harry why have they beaten you so very bad this time" Arabella asked.

"I have been dreaming of the man who has greeted me in London. The one who told me it was good to see me again. In my dream, he did it again. I told them the story in the morning at breakfast. And also that he was dressed in a dress robe". As Harry quickly looked to the outside, he turned back to Arabella and continued. "I know I shouldn't have done that but I could not help myself. Then, they just beaten me up and locked me in my cupboard for all those days".

Arabella was looking angrily at him but said nothing; after all it was not his fault, that he had such a horrible aunt and uncle.

"Sorry, but I must return to my aunt's home now, I have to clear up the groceries for her. Otherwise I will not have any dinner tonight" he said as he hurried outside again.

That afternoon, Bella came home and saw that Arabella was writing in her second red book. The first red book was with Minerva McGonagall. "You've seen Harry again?" she immediately asked, "How is he doing".

Arabella padded the seat next to her and told Bella to sit down. Then she told Bella what Harry had told her that afternoon.

Bella was now staring with big eyes at Arabella. Slowly the tears came into her eyes. "Harry received those blows after he had a dream, after he helped me all night long with my nightmare".

Arabella slowly nodded to Bella.

Bella ran out of the room and straight to her bedroom, crying loudly. That evening she did not eat, she did not feel like doing anything, she was just crying for her friend Harry, her friend Harry potter from across the street, her friend Harry Potter, the boy who lived at NR. 4.

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A/N: Well I would say until about two weeks or sooner.