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

A helping hand.

C16 Just a couple of days to go.

In the days that followed. It was Andrea who made sure that Harry knew she was there for him. She could see that he had his doubts and if she was honest she could not blame him for it at all. She now knew how his life was like and it had only been the tip of the iceberg.

Sure he wasn't physically abused. But mentally he was raped over and over again. In her mind, she knew it was a harsh word for her to use, but she could not think of another word to use for it. To deprive a child of his childhood was just as bad as hitting him. To deprive a child of care was just as bad as calling him a freak all the time. To deprive a child of any form of love was just the same as raising him in hell.

As she looked over to the writing she had done about Harry she felt a tear roll over her cheek. The reason was her first real memory of little Harry Potter. The way he asked her what she was doing to him only because he never had or felt a hug before was just killing her slowly from the inside out.

As she wiped away the tear of her cheek she pushed play on the tape recorder. There she could hear Harry telling her about the big scar on his back. When he was seven he had to clean out the cutters, it was then that he missed a step and fell down to the ground. During the fall he hit the side of the box that would keep the leaves that he had gathered. he received a big cut that left a really nasty scar. It would not have been this big if they would have taken him to the doctors but that was something they would never do for him, or would ever think of doing at all.

Dear Aunty.

I hope you are doing fine.
I don't know if this letter will reach you before everything here is done. But I have found someone who is helping me. I do not know if you already know it but this man is from the Malfoy Family. He says he has been cast out because he is a squib. Now I don't know if he is lying or not but he is the only one from the child welfare Office who was able to help.

Now I want to ask you if you could find out if this Michel Malfoy is telling the truth, you know about him being cast out and all.

Now to keep you updated. This week I had to ask Harry about his life at the Dursleys. I don't know how to tell you this but if it does not work I will kidnap him personally. I just hope this Mr. Malfoy can get him out of there by next week Or I swear I will do it myself.

I got to go, aunty, I still have to finish a letter to this Mr. Malfoy.

Love you
Andrea McGonagall.
*#*

To Mr. Malfoy

With this letter, I'm sending you the tape I made with Harry.

I hope that you have enough so you go and help him. If not I'm going to get him out of there myself.

Gr. Andrea McGonagall.

Andrea folded the letters and told her owl to take one to her aunt. The other one she took downstairs to mail it herself the Muggle way. This time she added the tape so he could listen to what Harry had told her.

*#*

Michel Malfoy was looking around his desk. He knew that he had left the documents somewhere around here "Sara where did I leave that file on Harry Potter".

Sara Bones a student who did her internship at the office of the child welfare agency looked around the corner of the door. "A misses Narcissa Black came down to get them. She asked about the file of the Potter boy, Said you told her to get it".

"O Merlin, tell me you didn't. I would never tell anyone about the file of the boy who lived, especially not one Narcissa Malfoy".

"It was Narcissa Black, and who is this boy who lived".

The eyes of Michel just became twice as big as they were. "Nothing, forget I said that. Now tell me you didn't give her the file".

Sara Bones frowned a little. "No I won't forget it and I certainly did".

"What, do you realized what you have done" Michel screamed.

"Yes I know what I did, on the other hand, on the other hand, have to learn to keep your mouth shut about certain things, this because I know all about the boy who lived".

Michel opened his mouth and closed it again. He opened it again and said. "But how, why, you are so young".

Sara pulled a wand out of her sleeve and waved it over herself. Sara Bones changed into another woman and gave Michel a good look. "My name is Hestia Jones. I'm a top Auror of the Auror department. I was sent here two weeks ago by the head of my department for the one and only reason to keep an eye on the case of the boy who lived".

"But, But I only have known about that a little over a week. And you were here two weeks ago. How do you know and why did you give the file to Narcissa Malfoy she is not to be trusted with this information".

Hestia smiled a little. "Sit down Mr. Malfoy".

Michel sat down and scowled at Hestia. "I don't like it when you take me for a fool".

"Then stop acting like one. You may be disinherited from the Malfoy family but you are still a Malfoy. There for we know that you are monitored by the Malfoy's".

"What, No, I have nothing to do with my family".

"Calm down Mr. Malfoy. We know that you have no contact with the Malfoy family but they have contact with you. There are monitoring charms all over you".

Michel looked at his body and patted himself.

"Calm down Mr. Malfoy and let me explain".

Michal nodded.

"Three weeks ago we found out that the boy who lived was in a very bad situation. At the time we didn't know how bad it was but we had to react. So my boss collected all the information she could get. She found some strange things that could be explained as manipulation or protection".

"Are you going to tell me what your boss had found out or not".

Hestia glared at Michel. "Do not interrupt me again. And No I'm not going to tell you what it is, that is a need to know basis. (Hestia didn't tell him that she didn't know it either). No, my boss knew that if they could not help Harry then the Muggle agencies had to do it. This agency was the one who was most likely contacted, so that is why I was sent here. When I arrived as Sara Bones, I placed detection spells all over the place. One of those spells told me that you were under monitoring charms".

Michel patted his body again but kept looking at Hestia.

That charmed activated the moment you walked into the Ministry of magic. We do not know it for sure but we think it was connected to Lucius. Now Lucius was the one who ordered Narcissa to come over here and to get the file. This because Lucius would have known you would be working here. Now they could never be sure, but by coming here and asking for his file they could always get lucky. And they did because I gave it to Narcissa".

Michel could not hold it any longer. "How could you do that. Lucius wasn't to be trusted when we were little boys and he sure isn't to be trusted now".

Hestia started to laugh. "Do you really think I gave her the real file on Harry potter? In Merlin's name no, who in Merlin's name do you think I'm. Narcissa has a file on Connor McCorwick a boy who went by the name of Harry Potter, just a normal boy who is living a life of luxury somewhere deep in Ireland".

"What there must be thirty thousand Connors living in Ireland" Michel screamed.

"Yes, I do think they will be Searching for a while".

It was now that Hestia opened the letter from Andrea and started to play the tape.

*#*

Thirty minutes later. "Miss Bones, Michel says he is going to Harry Potter this Monday evening at six. If you can't make it I will go in your place and you can expect two full body bags".

Amelia looked up from her desk and looked at the fire. She could see the face of Hestia. "I think I will go myself Hestia but thanks for the offer.

As Hestia's face disappeared, Amelia wondered what that was all about. It must be really something if Hestia could be rattled like that.

Dear Mini.

I got the go.
This Monday we will be going to get Harry Potter away from his home.
Be here at thirty minutes past five.

Gr. Amy

A/N: This was it again at this time. See you all the next time.

Gr Winmau.