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

A helping hand.

C29. Into the wizarding world.

It was not long after that, that Andrea walked Harry into her little apartment. "Harry are you okay," she asked softly as she sat him down on a chair in her little kitchen

Harry sat down and just look at the table without giving her an answer.

Andrea didn't know what to do and sat at the other side while she looked at her aunty who also sat down. "Aunty what do I do now," she asked as she gave another worrying look at Harry.

"Just wait for it Andrea" Minerva started. "He has to come to terms with what has happened. You told me he was smart so he will figure it out by himself".

As both Lady's looked on and gently took some sips from their tea they could see that Harry was slowly realizing what had happened d to him. A small smile appeared on his face and he started to mumble. "I'm free. No Dursley's anymore, I'm free".

Andrea started to smile but kept her mouth. As Harry looked up and straight at her he softly asked. "Am I going to live with you now? Will you be my mum?"

Andrea opened her mouth bet shook her head a little. "I don't know Harry, I want to, but I don't know if I may do it. You know there are other people who will tell you with whom you may live" she said as she small tears started to fill her eyes.

"Why not?" Harry asked.

Andrea just looked at her aunt; this was something she just didn't know.

Minerva saw her looking and nodded. "Harry" she called and he looked at her. "Just like today we have to have another meeting before we can find you a new Mum and dad. Now I know that you want Andrea to be your new mum but it is not that easy. In my world, the world of witches and wizards we have a group of people who will decide that. Maybe you could ask them to let Andrea be your mother".

"Do you think I can"?

"I don't know Harry, we have to ask a friend of mine first".

"Can we ask her, can we ask her now"?

Minerva smiled. "No Harry we can't, not today. But it is still early so we can go and see a little of our world if you like".

Harry's eyes became a lot bigger as he turned to Andrea. "Can we, can we go"?

The smile on the face of Minerva became a sad smile as she looked at the way Harry asked his permission from Andrea. It was clear to her that Andrea had made her choice to have him as her son. But it was also clear that Harry was starting to think of Andrea as his mother. It made her sad to think that their fate was lying in the hand of people like Malfoy or Parkinson.

"Yes Harry we can go, I even think we can go by bus," Andrea told him.

"I never been on a bus before," Harry told her.

"Well Harry I have, but I have never been on this one bus".

"Oh, no, I'm not taking the night bus," Minerva said as she was shaking her head from left to right.

"No Aunty but we are, you only have to call it for us".

Minerva was still shaking her head as she waved her wand over the head of Harry. Harry lifted his hand to protect himself but the next thing he felt was a baseball cap. He took it off and looked at Minerva. "It's a gift from me to you, but you have to promise to wear it tonight".

"I never had a gift before, Dudley did but I didn't" and he placed the cap back on his head as he started to walk to the door.

"Harry" Andrea called him back.

Harry turned around and gazed at her with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Aren't you forgetting something".

Again he looked at her but didn't understand what she meant.

"Go back and say thank you for the gift".

Harry looked sheepishly at the ground as he rushed back to Minerva. He lifted his hands in the same way he would do with Andrea but hesitated at the last moment.

Minerva kneeled down and held out her arms. "Only if you want Harry," she told him softly. And it was only a second later that Harry rushed into her arms for a soft but quick hug.

It was after the hug that Andrea told Harry to go and put on another sweater so she could have a fast word with her aunty. "Aunty what do you want to do".

"Well. I want to give a message to Augusta and Amelia to meet us for dinner in a privet room in the leaky cauldron. So we could all have a nice time, tell Augusta that we need her help. But before that, I want to go to Diagon Alley and buy some new close for Harry, my treat".

Andrea nodded and started to look for Harry so her aunty could send her Patronus away.

*#*

Ten minutes later a green looking Andrea stepped from the night bus, right after a ferry happy boy. "Can we do it again, can we, can we? That was fun" Harry almost screamed as he looked up at Andrea with the biggest smile she had ever seen while he was bouncing on his feet.

Andrea slammed her hands to her mouth and almost barfed on the spot as she shook her head. After a minute she looked at Harry who was still waiting on her. "Sorry, Harry, but I think one ride for me per day is more than enough".

Harry pouted a little but saw that Andrea was feeling ill. "I'm Sorry" he started.

"Harry, Don't".

He was a little startled and looked up. "Harry, it is not your fault. I got a little sick from the ride, not because of something you did. A whole lot of people get sick from the night bus, so did I" she ended with a chuckle. Slowly she took Harry into a hug and guided him into the Leaky Caldron.

As the both of them walked into the caldron Andrea could hardly keep the smile from her face as she saw the bewilderment on the face of Harry. His eyes went everywhere but were stuck on a man who was stirring his coffee without a spoon. "Come along Harry. Aunty Minerva is waiting for us a little further away at the back".

Harry pulled his eyes from the man and followed Andrea to the back of the caldron and saw nothing but a wall and a tabby cat that was sitting on a barrel. "There is nothing but a wall here" Harry whispered.

Andrea smiled at Harry as she bent down. "Do you want to see the best magic I ever saw".

"You saw, can't you do it," Harry asked as he started to bounce in anticipation.

"No Harry, I'm not a witch, I don't have any magic my mum and dad are squibs as am I. It means I only have very little magic but not enough to do magic". Andrea could see that Harry became a little Fearful that they were stuck in this alleyway. "Harry, It's not your fault but we are here to see the best magic I ever saw and it's right over there" and she pointed at the tabby cat that was sitting on the barrel.

"What, it's just a cat" Harry shouted in astonishment as he looked at Andrea as if she went around the corner a little too soon.

Suddenly the eyes of Harry became very big as he saw the tabby cat jump from the barrel onto the ground. But the Cat never touches the ground and suddenly there stood Aunty Minerva. "WHAUUUWW" was the only thing Harry could say.

Minerva just smiled and turned to the wall. She pulled out her wand and tapped a couple of bricks from the left to the right. As she looked down she saw Harry poking his head around her waist just to see what she was doing and which bricks she was tapping.

The wall started to split up and form an archway to the strangest but most wonderful street Harry had ever seen. "Welcome to Diagon Alley," Andrea told him in his ear.

As Harry was guided along he was looking at everything he can. He saw Caldrons, Owls, restaurants even an ice cream shop. It was then that he saw something he had seen in a book. "Is that a broom shop, do Witches and wizards really fly on those".

"Yes, Harry they really do that" Andrea told him with a smile.

"Cool, I dreamed of flying on a flying motorcycle ones and I had to spend a week in my cupboard for it". Harry snapped his mouth shut as he realized what he had told them. Fear crept into his eyes as he started to look up in panic. He had said something freakish and he instantly knew he would be sent back to the Dursleys because of it.

"Harry you are not a freak. You're a wizard and I don't know if a flying motorcycle exists, but if it does it will be in this world" Andrea told him with a little force just enough to make him nod and think about it.

"They do," Minerva said from the side. "I know Sirius had one of those things".

Harry smiled and knew his dream wasn't freakish anymore after those words, as he started to look around himself and walked away from them for a meter or two.

"Did he really have one of those things?" Andrea asked her aunt in a whisper.

"Yes Sirius did, but what is even more astonishing is that Harry remembers it because it had been Hagrid who brought him by those monsters on that flying motorcycle.

A/N: this was it again for this week see you all in the next chapter. I don't know when but not more than two weeks.

Gr. Winmau.