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

A helping hand.

C31 A quiet day before the big meeting part 1

Harry woke up early in the morning and looked around him. A small smile appeared on his face as he was still with Andrea. He sniffed the air and grew very pale. The next thing he did was bolted out of his bed and rushed to the kitchen screaming. "I'm sorry uncle Vernon, I will make the breakfast, don't lock me up again".

Andrea who stood at the stove turned around the moment she heard Harry screaming that he would do the breakfast. She waited and bent down the moment he ran into the kitchen. She grabbed him into a hug and shushed him. "Sstt Harry calm down, you're with me now you are safe and free".

At first, Harry wanted to push her away because he didn't really understand what was happening to him, slowly he started to remember everything that happened and that he didn't have to go back. Slowly his arms went around Andrea and he started to cry.

Andrea who hold him a little closer did the only thing she knew she had to do, she let him cry and waited till he became calm again. It was after ten minutes that Harry let go of her and she could guide him to his seat. He was very quiet but kept looking at the stove where the frying pan stood with the scrambled eggs that were now burned. "I.. I.. Should do that" he mumbled. "Freaks must work for their food".

"Harry" Andrea called him. "Harry".

It took a while for Harry to pull his eyes away from the burned eggs. "I have to make new ones" he mumbled again.

"Harry" Andrea called softly. "We don't need the eggs today we just have the toast with some cheese. Tomorrow you can help me make it".

Harry nodded but turned his eyes back to the burned eggs that were still standing on the stove.

Andrea looked at him and realized that this was way out of her league. Harry needed someone who could understand him and the only person she knew and trusted was her mother. But then again she wasn't sure how she would react if she would bring Harry Potter of all people to her. Then again if this would keep on going like the way it was going now she would not know if she could help him. "Come on Harry, tomorrow we will meet Aunty Minerva but today I will take you to my mum and dad".

Harry snapped his eyes away from the eggs. "Are we going away, are we going somewhere".

Andrea had to smile at his joy of the thought to go out. From the stories, she knew he had never gone anywhere so every trip was a real journey for him. "Yes Harry, We are going away".

*#*

After a cab ride for about twenty minutes, Andrea guided Harry onto a driveway of a relatively big house. "This is the house of my parents Harry" Andrea told him. "Now firstly, let me do the talking. I will tell you when it is okay".

Harry nodded and stepped behind her leg while Andrea knocked on the door.

After a moment of waiting the door was opened by a small woman that looked very surprised when she saw her daughter standing there. "Andrea what are you doing here, aren't you suppose to be at school".

"Hi, Mum, No I have my reasons but I quit that school a couple of days ago".

"Really, come on in, you really have to tell me all about it. Oh, and who is this handsome boy" she said as she saw Harry hiding behind the leg of Andrea.

Harry heard her saying Hansom boy and looked at her with doubt in his eyes. He wasn't sure but she couldn't be talking about him, he was a freak after all.

Andrea didn't say anything and guided Harry inside. She knew her mother had tried to talk to Harry but knew that he wouldn't answer her right away. She also wanted to introduce Harry when her father was there with them because she knew that it would be a shock to the both of them. When they walked into the living room they saw her dad sitting on the couch. "Dad," Andrea said as she gave the man a hug which she repeated by her mother now that they were inside.

Andrea sat down and pulled Harry a little closer to her. She could feel the boy trembling in something but it wasn't fear. She had taken him here to meet her mother. She was the best Psychiatrist in the Muggle world as far as she knew. She was also the one who would know what to do with her Harry. "Hi mum, Hi dad, This is Harry Potter. Harry these are my mum and dad, Alex and Silvia McGonagall".

Andrea wasn't really surprised by the gasp her mother gave when she heard the name. But she also saw the professionalism when they didn't show more than that. Silvia said hi to Harry and asked if they wanted some tea, she immediately told Andrea to come along and help her.

Alex, who knew that his wife wanted to talk to Andrea alone asked if Harry would join him. There was one thing Alex knew about little boys. "Harry I got the biggest model train set you have ever seen and we can play with it.

Harry forgot everything around him when he heard he could play and rushed after Alex when Andrea nodded to him that it was okay. She smiled as she saw the childish joy in the eyes of Harry it was the first time she saw it and it filled her heart. A tear ran down her cheek and she rushed after her mother.

*#*

Alex was in his basement looking at the model train village he had built. As he started the trains he heard Harry slowly coming down the stairs. Halfway down he had seen the boy slow down. It worried him a little because he knew that the boy had to be eight years old but he looked like five or six. But seeing the joy in his eyes when he spotted the trains made him smile. "Come here Harry so I can show you how to play".

Harry slowly walked closer and started to look at all the little buildings and figures that were placed over the board. There was a dark part that showed the lights of the trains and Harry was just mesmerized. He looked on and followed every train that went by. Alex wanted to explain it all to Harry but the way he was looking at the trains, it was a thing he couldn't interrupt. Slowly Alex sat back into the corner and let Harry look at everything he was seeing in front of him.

*#*

Andrea walked after her mother into the kitchen. She closed the door behind her and placed her back against the door.

"Tell me, Andrea, what happened to him. He isn't living in a palace, that boy has been through hell and he is still far away from the exit" Silvia told her daughter without looking back. She waited and waited but there wasn't a sound so she turned around and looked at her daughter. "Oh baby, Come here and tell me everything," Silvia said as she pulled a crying Andrea into a motherly hug.

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

Gr. Winmau