A/N: I don't own anything you recognize.

This is for the Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges forum

Are you crazy enough to do it Challenge

(AU!) Evil!Dumbledore

If You Dare Challenge

97. Nobody Knows It Like I Do

Harry woke up, a spider on his face. Spiders were a way of life in the cupboard under the stairs. He'd been here since he's parents murder.

"Harry? Harry?" He blinked. The voice didn't sound like his uncle or his aunt. He pushed the door open slightly and quickly slammed it shut. There were people in the house, people he didn't know. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon were adamant that when people were over he was to pretend he didn't exist.

"I thought I heard something over there." Footsteps came towards the stairs. Harry scrunched in the corner, trying his best to pretend he didn't exist.

"I don't understand, Minerva said Dumbledore left him here, oh, what if something's happened to him? How could he do this to a baby?" The voice belonged to a woman, Harry decided. Who were they talking about? Who was Dumbledore?

"I don't know, he's got to be here somewhere. Don't worry, we'll find him, I promise."

"They don't have any pictures of him, nothing, what if they got rid of him?"

"He's here, don't worry. No matter how horrible they are, they wouldn't have killed him. I'm sure she draws the line there." Now Harry was starting to get curious. They were looking for him? Why? Did they want to lock him up for being a freak? Would where ever they took him be better than here?

Slowly he started opening the door again, he'd lost track of where the people were. He saw a pair of shoes and the hem of a dress? The door creaked giving away his location. He scooted back as the door was pulled open all the way letting the light flood in.

"Oh...I found him, Oh my god, Harry!" Harry looked up from the corner where he was hiding. A man was standing in the small doorway.

"Is...is he alright?" the woman asked.

"He's alive, I think he's scared of us. It's okay, Harry. We're here to help you, want to come out?" Harry shook his head.

"Okay, I'm going to come in, can I come in, Harry?" Harry blinked. Someone wanted to spend time with him? Wanted to crawl in with the spiders? Harry nodded after a second. The man smiled sitting down across from Harry.

"It's really...um...cozy in here. Is this where you sleep?" Harry nodded. The man started to frown, but changed his mind.

"Can you speak, Harry?"

"Yes," Harry whispered. Harry could hear the woman walking about outside, pacing. There wasn't enough room for everyone in the small space.

"Is he alright?"

"He's fine, just scared, I think."

A/N: I don't own anything you recognize.

This is for the Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges forum

Are you crazy enough to do it Challenge

(AU!) Evil!Dumbledore

If You Dare Challenge

97. Nobody Knows It Like I Do

"If people are over, I am to pretend I don't exist," Harry whispered. The man's eyes widened.

"What?!"

"I'm a freak." The man blinked in shock. That was how Harry thought of himself? What had they done to him.

"Harry, do you have any toys? Clothes?" Harry shook his head.

"Okay, is there anything you want to take with you?"

"I'm leaving?"

"Yes. You're leaving. Don't worry about your aunt and uncle."

"They won't miss me. Where am I going." The man led Harry out into the main house. The woman was standing there waiting for them.

"Harry," she whispered staring at him. She wrapped her arms around him tightly. He resisted at first, but gave into the hug.

"After all these years, we finally found you, Harry."

"Who are you? Where am I going?" Harry was started to get more confused than scared. These people, this man and woman, wanted him.

"We're your parents, Harry. An evil man stole you from us when you were a baby. He took you and we've been searching for you."

"My parents are dead."

"He lied to your aunt, saying we'd been killed. He wanted you isolated from our world, he wanted you abused, alone."

"Why?" Harry whispered. He was starting to really look at the people in front of him. The man had hair like his, and the woman, she had the same green eyes.

"Because he's insane," the man stated. Harry blinked.

"Harry, there was a war, a really bad man wanted to kill you. He was defeated, for now, but Dumbledore, the man who kidnapped you, thinks you're going to be the one to defeat him forever. He believed that if you were raised by us, I don't know what he believed honestly, but he took you away that night. Your father and I were both knocked out...when we woke, you were gone."

"And now you're here to take me home? I don't have to live here?"

"Correct, Harry. You'll have your own room." Harry blinked. He'd never had his own room before.

"Ready to go?" Harry nodded. The man put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "We're going to apparate, there will be a loud crack and you'll feel a little disoriented, alright?" Harry nodded as the three of them disappeared from Privet Drive.

Dumbledore frowned. The Potters had found their son, and taken him back to...he wasn't sure where. The house in Godric's Hollow was empty. Harry was back in the wizarding world, not broken, not gullible, he wouldn't be starved for any and all affection. Dumbledore sighed leaning back in his chair. He'd have to figure out a new way to convince the boy to sacrifice himself for the greater good.