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Rise Of Lords
Chapter 1: Death of Lord and Boy Who Lived
1st November 1981 Surrey:
In the middle of the night near Little Whinging Privet Drive No 4, a lone figure with white hair reaching to the middle of his back and his long beard reaching his stomach and wearing robes and hat appeared from the air. If someone looks closer may have taken it as a person returning from costume party for the Halloween dressing as Merlin from the folklores. Yes, this will be true for the muggles, this person was none another celebrated Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Wizards and Witchcraft Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.
For an ancient-looking man, he was moving swiftly, and using his silver cigarette lighter like device nearest lamp post went out. After reaching near the door of Privet Drive Number 4, his eyes fall to a cat sitting near No.3.
"Professor McGonagall a pleasant surprised to see here".
The cat jumped from the wall and turned into rather a sever-looking woman. She looked distinctly stressed.
"Headmaster, is it true that You-Know-Who is gone and James and Lily are dead and only their son Harry somehow survived?" asked McGonagall.
"Yes James and Lily are Dead and Lord Voldemort killed them using killing curse. He went to kill their son but somehow he survived with the only scar on his head" replied Dumbledore.
"Headmaster you are not thinking of giving custody of Harry to the Dursleys? " cried McGonagall.
"His aunt and uncle are only relatives who will be able to provide safety for him" replied Dumbledore to angry McGonagall
"This is outrageous any wizarding family will happily accept him" she replied.
"Yes but Harry needs to have a normal childhood and besides this, I have explained the circumstance to them in the letter about Harry" replied Dumbledore. McGonagall was opening her mouth to berate Dumbledore but he just put his hand to let him complete his explanation.
"Besides I am coming the next morning to explain to them about their safety and Harry's also. I will personally provide Harry's expenses. I have more than enough for one lifetime. "
Dumbledore knew from Lily that her sister was not fond of the magic and so was her husband. He feared if he left Harry on their mercy there might be another Dark Lord in the making. He did not want to repeat the same mistake he did the first time, though to his credit he was Deputy Headmaster at that time and cannot overrule Headmaster's decision.
Snapping out of his thought he said "I will try to put someone who will report me about Harry if there is anything serious with the discretion of course. Harry may not get love from his family but he will feel some attachment to them."
" Are you sure about this? I have observed them their child is rotten spoil. "asked a concerned McGonagall.
"I have considered the options but at this time it's best for Harry. With the death of Dark Lord . It will be best. Would you rather let him have been raised by Wulburga or Arcturus Black as they are one of the few who can claim to raise Boy Who Lived " said Dumbledore.
McGonagall knew that Blacks were distant relatives of Potters in Britain. She kept her mouth shut and nodded to Dumbledore. In the distance, a rumbling sound can be heard. A motorcycle came down slowly from the sky. A giant man with a thick beard got down from the motorcycle.
"Hagrid, at last, you arrived. Where did you get that motorcycle. " asked relieved Dumbeldore.
"Sirus Black lent it to me when I was picking this tike." said an excited Hagrid.
Dumbledore took the bundle of blankets from Hagrid. Taking his wand out and moving it over to the baby boy inside the blankets who was fast asleep. Results were normal to accept for one, a scar-like lightning bolt over his forehead under the mop of black hair.
McGonagall went to look at the Boy Who Live and gasped and said "This id where -?"
"Yes. He will have it forever. I will check it tomorrow with the healer for now be raised by his aunt to keep away from the hustle and bustle of Wizarding World and shady politician. Harry defeated a Lord after all and will have a greater effect on our world "said Dumbledore.
He conjured a basket and put the baby in it. After another round of swishing of complicated wand movements and satisfaction, he turned towards his companions and said "His exploits will be far more popular than mine. Some will welcome him with open arms and some will try to manipulate him. Stay safe Harry. "
Nodding to his companion checking protection around the house and with satisfaction, he vanished in thin air.
McGonagall followed him and vanished. Hagrid went last with his loud rumbling sound of a lent motorcycle. Unaware of the celebration the baby slept soundly.
In another part of the country, a person with black hair and grey eyes was laughing hysterically among the rubbles of streets and bodies. Few hours letter he was dragged to hell on earth for wizards Azkaban.
