A/N: This story is not mine this is a story from a fan. Enjoy.

A helping hand.

C 21. A crazy thing called truth.

As one they were all watching Harry Potter and especially the way he was hiding behind Andrea.

Minerva could see that he had the eyes of Lily and the face of James, but everything else was nothing from both of them. Little Harry was scared and ready to run if it wasn't for her niece keeping him behind her. "Amelia, I think it would be better if Andrea took him back to her home. She has an extra room for him and we could conjure a bed for him there".

Amelia looked over at little Harry and nodded. "Yes, you are right Minerva; I also think she should take him to one of those fast food restaurants. Only Merlin knows, when the last time was, he had a decent meal, or if he ever had one".

Minerva walked over to Andrea and kneeled down in front of Harry. "Mr. Potter," she said softly.

Harry pulled himself further behind Andrea and was only looking from behind her leg. This lady in front of him knew his name but he didn't know hers. She was a little scary but she seemed nice in a way. "I..m Ha..rry. Just Ha.. rry Miss".

Minerva smiled a soft smile. "McGonagall, Miss McGonagall".

The eyes of Harry became a little bigger when he heard her name. He looked around the leg of Andrea and up at her before he ducked away again.

Andrea bended down and pulled Harry from behind her. "Harry this is my aunty, she is one of the people who will help me, to keep you away from here".

"Yeah".

"Yes, I will Harry," Minerva said softly. She knew that he was very scared and that was the reason why she did it softly. "I Promise you that you will never come back here, but for now you will go away with Andrea till I come and get you both".

The eyes of Harry lid up when he heard that he was going away.

Minerva smiled and stood back up. "I talked to Amelia and we want you to take Harry back to your home. But before you do that, take him to, Get Lucky Fly Chicken or Mc Dowels and make sure he has enough food in him for a change".

Andrea smiled but hadn't the heart to correct her aunty. "Come Harry lets go have some fun".

As Andrea Took Harry to her car, Amelia and Minerva were looking at them when they walked away. "Minerva, I had a quick look at that cupboard and it really is his bedroom. So that would explain why he is so small".

"I don't like it, Amelia, All I want to do now is".

"Ver if thef foman fakin Farry".

"Oooo for Merlin sake Albus" Amelia snapped. "You're supposed to be the best wizard in Britain if not in the world. Don't you ever learned to do an Episkey wordlessly" and she pointed her wand at the nose of Albus. "EPISKEY".

"Thank you," Albus said as he rubbed his nose. "I asked, where is that woman taking Harry". Suddenly the tone from Albus went from his grandfatherly sweet to very demanding.

His tone could be understandable if he was the one saving Harry from this home, however, he wasn't. "Now listen here, Albus. You can praise yourself lucky that I haven't arrested you yet for leaving Harry in this dump".

Albus started to splutter but Amelia had none of it. "No, Albus. You left him here all those years ago and hid him away from our world. Now I'm still not sure if you know anything about the things that are going on behind those doors. But until I'm sure you are my biggest suspect. The next thing I found, were blood wards with your signature all over it. Tell me, Albus, what happened to the blood wards if there is no love to strengthen them".

Slowly all the color drained out of his face. As he started to turn around Amelia snapped again. "You stay right here mister, I haven't excused you yet".

Minerva knew that if Albus said another word Amelia would hex him. "Come, Albus, I can see that a lot of this is new for you but you have only yourself to blame".

"But Minerva I never".

Now it was Minerva that snapped at him. "That is why you are in this trouble. You could have looked in on him at least ones a year. If you did, this would not have happened, so in my book, you are just as much responsible as those monsters inside".

"But".

"No, Buts Albus, I'm far from happy with the things you told me over the years. Every year you told me and Poppy that he was fine, and it is clear that he wasn't. You lied to us and I hate to think what the Goblins are going to say when they hear about this. The Potters are their biggest customers and were on a personal level with them. They were ready to go to war with Voldemort to protect them. If Harry hadn't stopped him that night we could had another rebellion on our hands. So just stop it and stay out of the way, if you don't I'm personally going to tell the Goblins all about this".

Albus stood there for a moment a lot of things were going through his mind. Was the Horcrux still behind the scar of Harry and was it the same size, or did it become bigger and was it influencing the mind of Harry. If that was it, it might be the reason why Harry was treated the way he was. The other thing that was running through his mind was the last will of the Potters. He had sealed it and only the Goblins had another copy. Did they opened it and shared it with Minerva or was it still sealed up just like the marriage contract? The contract wasn't binding. No, it was mostly to keep him and his greatest supporters save for the death eaters that were still walking around".

*#*

As Minerva was taking her frustration out on Albus, Amelia was walking back to the house. At the front window, she looked inside and saw Kingsley standing behind Petunia and Vernon Dursley. They weren't going anywhere. As she walked to the door she saw Michel waiting for her.

"Miss Bones, Have you looked in the cupboard. I think he has been in there from the day he was left behind".

Amelia shook her head and rushed inside. By the cupboard, she kneeled down and took a good look around.
This was it again for this week; see you all in the next chapter. Gr. Winmau.