A/N: thank you all for the reviews.
Harry Potter is not mine this is a story from a fan.

A helping Hand

C3 the end of the first week.

It was the morning of her first Friday and the last day of her first week. It had been yesterday that she received the letter from her aunt. It was that letter she had in her hand as she looked out of the window just like she did every morning, ever sins she got to this school. Her eyes didn't see much because her mind was on the letter she still had in front of her. Everything her aunt had written were things she knew and she wasn't pleased with it.

As she thought about the letter she took another look out of the window. Just like every day she saw Harry sitting next to the fence all by himself and the first at the playground. Again her thought went back to the letter in her hand. Andrea folded it open and read it for the umpteenth time.

Dear Andrea.

I'm very pleased to hear that you finally found a job teaching small children. It is also nice to hear that you can forget about that deadbeat husband of yours.

I do have to tell you that it was a very big surprise for me to hear that you will be teaching a Harry Potter. I do want to hear more about that boy. However I do not think that it is our Harry Potter, even if he has that scar on his forehead. I did ask Albus about him but he assured me that Harry Potter was growing up to be a fine young man and was growing up to be a very good lad.

Because I do not believe that this is our Harry Potter you cannot say anything to that lad. However I do have to ask you to take care of him, if he is mistreated or neglected in any way you have to step in. As A Muggle teacher you can help him in a lot of ways. In the wizarding world a child has to be near death before we can talk about child abuse.

Now I still believe that your Harry is not ours, but if he is you have to keep him ignorant about our world about his world. Albus told me that he can only hear about it when he reaches the age of eleven. I don't know why, Albus didn't tell me but for now it has to be this way.

Now dear niece, don't think I don't believe you but I have to be sure. Albus does not know that you are my niece or that you are teaching a Harry Potter. Now if you are right and I say If, and that this is our Harry Potter than I don't like the idea of him being Bullied, so if this is our Harry Potter or not I still want you to help him even if it is through the Muggle way.

Lots of Love.
Your aunt Minerva McGonagall.

Andrea lay the letter down next to her and looked out of the window. Harry was still sitting on his spot and was the only lad at the playground. Even though she hadn't got the letter before that thursday, it didn't keep her from finding out more about Harry. According to the other teachers Harry potter was the one who was causing all the Problems. He was the troubled kid because the strangest things happened around him.

Doors would close by them self and cups would fall over and onto the ground. Some would say it had been the wind or someone had bumped the table. But there had also been some incidents that were not explainable by wind or person. Her predecessor went from blond hair the one moment to blue hair the next. That because she had given Harry some detention.

Andrea had to struggle hard to not burst out in laughter. And to be honest she came really close to losing it.

As Andrea heard her colleagues complain about Harry she knew that most of that had been accidental use off magic. She also understood that Harry didn't know about that. So for her it was easy. Harry Potter was the Harry Potter, the boy who lived. But that was the one thing she was not allowed to tell him.

However that was not all she had learned about Harry. In some of her randomly test she had found out that Harry was extremely smart and it reminded her of her friend Lily. But when it came to the real tests harry was always on the bottom of the class. That had been one of the things she didn't understand.

As Andrea was again lost in her own thoughts she looked at the playground. Harry was still sitting in his spot and waiting for the bell to tell him the school would start. Other kids were slowly coming into the playground and started playing with their friends. Dudley Dursley was the last to get there and like every day he was brought to school by his mother by car.

Internally she cursed that Dursley boy for bulling Harry Potter. Harry was so important to the other world, didn't he know that, of course he didn't. With only five more minutes away, she could see how Harry tried to hide himself again deeper into a corner.

In the first week she had been here at the school she had heard a lot of things. More than she wanted to know. One of those things was Harry hunting. Still to this day she hadn't found out what it was. But what she did see was that Harry was trying to hide himself away at every opportunity he got.

It was also in that first week that she saw Harry behave in a typical way. He always looked anxious when someone raised their voice. But she didn't know what she could do about it or where it came from. But it did tell her that there was more to Harry then her aunt knew, than she knew and maybe even more then Albus knew. The only thing she could think of was to write another letter to her aunt. It was also the first thing she would do when she got home.

Dear Aunty Minerva.

I don't know how to say this but my first week was far from nice. I now know for sure that there is something wrong with Harry potter. I also know that Harry Potter is the Harry Potter. Now I don't know what the trouble is but I'm going to find it out, but I do know it is not good.

When I look at him I can see that he is malnourished. His classes are taped together and they look old like he is already wearing them for more than four years. He is being bullied by one other boy and isolated by the rest of the class. I don't think the other kids are doing it because they don't like Harry, No I think they are doing it out of fear.

It really is a shame because Harry is a very smart and sweet little boy.

Everyone here at the school is scared of him because of accidental magic. And I'm the only one who knows about it. And yes I know I'm not allowed to tell him anything about the other world, but I don't know if I can keep that promise.

So at the start of next week I'm going to see what I can find out from Harry himself. I'm sorry aunty but if I find something I don't like I'm going to help him even if I have to tell him about the magical world and take him to Diagon alley.

I love you Aunty Minerva.
Greetings Andrea McGonagall.

When the owl took the letter away she laid her head on the pillow and dreamed away about the week that was to come.

On Sunday evening her owl returned with the reply from her aunt. She did know that it was a letter from her aunt because she was the only one of the magical world that wrote to her. It was also the only link to the magical world she had. With trembling hands she opened the letter and started to read it slowly.

Dear Andrea.

I don't know how to reply to your letter. When you told me that Harry Potter was our Harry Potter, I immediately went to Albus. Don't worry I haven't said anything about you, but I did ask him if I could see Harry Potter. He told me no, but he also told me that Harry was doing great. He is healthy and he gets everything he wants. Now I know Albus would never lie to me but in this case I don't think he knows. Then again like I said before, abuse in the magical world is still a normality.

So If Harry Potter is abused that it might not seem that way to Albus and he is telling the truth. AND NO, I do not approve of it. So If Albus knows and he is okay with it, we can't blame him. Now you are telling me that Harry potter is our Harry Potter And therefore I´m asking you to keep it quiet. We have to do this all in secret because I don't like the idea of Harry Potter being abused. I do however want to know what you have found out and if I'm honest then I hope that Harry is just a scared and shy little kid, but if you are telling the truth that we have to help him.

Everything you find out I will tell Albus in another way. If he denies it all then I know that you are right and he agrees with it. If he is surprised then I know that he didn't know or that he thought it was normal. I will do everything for the son of my two favourite students.

Wait with telling him the truth about our world but help him where you can.

Lots of Love.
Minerva McGonagall.

A/N: See you all again with the next chapter.

Gr. Winmau