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Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore was, quite frankly, not sure what he was feeling. At first he felt relieved. Hailey Potter was alive! The one destined to defeat Voldemort was still alive! He hadn't failed James and Lily! Of course, he knew that Hailey wasn't dead. His charms had told him so. But a small, irrational part of him was relieved to have confirmation.

This relief quickly transformed into the guilt he usually felt whenever Hailey Potter was mentioned. He had known that the Dursleys were unlikely to ever give Hailey Potter the love she deserved, but he had hoped that Petunia's respect for her sister's memory and his threat would at least make sure she was taken care of. But when he had been told what they had done to her, when he had read the charges and proof those Muggle lawyers had leveled against them, he was horrified and deeply remorseful. In that moment, the darker part of Dumbledore could almost sympathise with his old friend-turned-enemy Grindelwald. He crushed those thoughts immediately. He shouldn't feed his old demons.

Besides, last he heard they had both died in Muggle prison.

Nobody who knew actually blamed him for what had happened. Even Mrs Figg and McGonagall never suspected the Dursleys were capable of this. If there was one thing that Petunia was good at, it was keeping prying eyes from seeing what happened in that house behind closed doors. But he still felt guilty all the same. He should never have sent her there in the first place.

But the final feeling Dumbledore felt was confusion. After the Muggle trial had sent Vernon and Petunia to prison, Hailey was sent into the Muggle orphanage system. He had planned to bring her to another Wizarding family in secret, one that he was sure would truly love her like the Weasleys or Longbottoms. But try as he might, Dumbledore could not trace where she had gone to. As far as Muggle records were concerned, Hailey Potter had dropped off the face of the Earth. So as he gazed down at the address through his half-moon spectacles, Dumbledore wondered just what had happened to their saviour in the 5 years she was missing.

Miss H. Potter

Lat: 45° 19' 31.20" N

Long: -113° 44' 11.39" W

Montana

The address contained no room, building or street. Dumbledore knew of some rare enchantments that could confuse the magic in Hogwarts, but it was widely regarded as useless to all but the most paranoid wizards. Had the American wizards beaten him in retrieving Hailey?

Regardless of the weirdness of the location, Dumbledore was glad he knew where Hailey was now. Drawing his wand, Dumbledore summoned his brilliant blue phoenix which soared around the room once before disappearing through the window. There were too many unknowns in this situation to entrust Hailey's introduction into the British magical world to an owl. He would need to send somebody to retrieve her.

Hagrid hadn't seen Hailey Potter since she was a baby. Dumbledore was certain he'd love to see her again.

"So how long do I have to spend up here?" Hailey Mardas asked her father. It had been nearly a year since she had first met the Grangers. They had visited many times after that, something Hailey looked forward to immensely. The last time they had visited, Hermione even got to meet a few of the SCPs. SCP-999 had been it's usual adorable self, Hermione had taken a liking to it immediately. She had a long conversation with Iris about photography and drew some pictures for Cassy.

Hailey was somewhat disappointed she hadn't gotten to introduce Hermione to the rest of her friends, but she could understand why. It's rather hard to introduce somebody to things like a terrifying unkillable reptile or a man that could pass through solid matter and make things rot by touching them.

"Until the end of the day. The O5 Council has negotiated terms for you to go to Hogwarts. So we need to make sure that if the wizards are going to send you a letter, they can reach you," Achilles explained.

"And since the lower levels of Site 19 shift location, they couldn't track us," Hailey finished with a proud look on her face.

"Correct. So you're going to sit here and wait for the rest of the day until they send their letter. Then we can go back down and watch a movie of your choosing."

Hailey waited in silence, just looking out the window. The Montana location had a beautiful view of the snow capped mountains. She'd recently been given permission to occasionally venture outside of the facility while accompanied by guards. This has quickly became one of the highlights of her week. Right now, the snow was glistening in the light of the setting sun as the shadows lengthened in the valley.

The silence gave Hailey time to think. She had yet to decide whether she was looking forward or dreading going to Hogwarts. There were so many people (and a lot of non-people) she would miss dearly, but if she didn't go she felt that she'd have lost the opportunity to make new friends and spend more time with Hermione. A small part of Hailey was also curious about her birth parents. She knew that Achilles would always be the best Dad she could ever wish for, but she still wanted to know where she'd come from.

She was brought out of her musing by an alarm that echoed across the snow-capped mountains.

"Attention all Foundation personnel: an unidentified object has breached Site 19 airspace.-"

"-all guards, please go to your assigned posts and secure the anomalies. Lockdown procedures are in effect. Surface personnel are to assist in the apprehension and questioning of this object."

The guard listened intently to the announcement. Why did it always have to be him on duty when stuff happens? First the Chaos Insurgency and now what appeared to be a-

"Hey mate, is that a flying motorbike?" Another guard interrupted, pointing to an object in the sky.

"Bloody hell, sure looks like it. What do we do?" The first guard asked.

"What do you think you twats? Order it to land. And if it doesn't, shoot it down!" The third guard answered.

Hailey and Achilles watched with wide eyes as a flying motorbike flew past the window at incredible speeds.

"Unidentified intruder, this is your final warning! Land immediately or we will be forced to use lethal countermeasures!" a guard's voice yelled out from the speakers set up outside the facility. But the driver made no attempt to land, even as he had to duck close to the facility to avoid gunfire.

She could just see the driver, an abnormally large man, swerve dangerously close to the mountains to avoid another round of bullets. Three anti-air missiles shot across the window, chasing after the man on the bike. He swerved again to dodge them, violently colliding with the side of the mountain.

"Unidentified intruder has been shot down on the west side of the facility."

Hagrid was having an awful day, which was weird because it had started out so great. Dumbledore had found Hailey Potter! He was the one who was going to bring her back to Britain! These thoughts kept Hagrid from questioning why Hailey was in some uninhabitable region of Montana.

He had spent the morning taking Sirius' flying motorbike through the American Magical Congress and the afternoon flying it to Montana. It was windy and cold, but Hagrid powered through it. Dumbledore wanted him to find Hailey Potter and he wouldn't fail either of them.

Things only really started to get awful when two fighter jets had begun trailing him.

These Muggles were relentless. He'd tried to lose them in the mountains, to no effect. They seemed to want him to land, but Hagrid wasn't going to allow himself to become the front page on the Daily Prophet by being captured by whoever these Muggles were working for. Dumbledore trusted him to succeed and Hagrid would never break Dumbledore's trust for as long as he lived.

Hagrid probably should have realised something was wrong when the jets peeled off once he'd reached a large concrete building carved into the mountains. Is this really where Hailey Potter was? He didn't have much time to think before he was dodging small-arms fire and anti-air missiles. He'd managed to duck a missile by pure luck, but had sent the motorbike crashing into the side of the mountain. Hagrid lost control, flying off the bike and down the mountain.

His brain had hit the side of his skull, causing his vision to blur and fade. The last thing he saw before he slipped into unconsciousness were three guards fanning out around him and leveling their rifles with his torso.

"Unidentified intruder has been apprehended. Lockdown disengaged."

Hagrid woke up with a pounding his head. He moved his hands up to rub the sore spot, but found that he couldn't. Frustrated, he looked down to see his hands encased in a metal gauntlet chained to the wall and floor. He had been forced to his knees, his position held by restraining chains. This room was devoid of any furnishings, it's concrete walls exposed and bare. The dimensions of the room could barely be made out in the dim light.

In a flash of light, the wall opposite him was illuminated. It shifted, before displaying the face of a blurred out person. The person was clearly human, though beyond that Hagrid had no idea who they were.

"Who are you?" a voice spoke, seemingly from everywhere in the room. It was heavily distorted somehow, he had no idea why. Hagrid refused to give an answer. He'd rather die than give Dumbledore and Hogwarts to these people.

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"Why are you here?" the voice said after a minute of silence.

"Because you lot 'ave kidnapped Hailey!" Hagrid yelled back, before quickly shutting his mouth. He wasn't going to let these bastards get any more information from him.

"You're here for Hailey? Don't you wizards usually send an own to deliver Hogwarts acceptance letters?" the voice said again, it's accusatory tone diminished.

"How do yeh know about 'hat!?" Hagrid shouted, immediately hitting himself over confirming what the voice had said.

The person in the image disappeared. For a minute Hagrid was left in the darkness before a door on the side of the room opened, illuminating the dark room in a bright white light causing Hagrid to blink to adjust his eyes. A man stepped into the doorway, casting a large shadow on the opposite wall. The man moved to stand before Hagrid, towering over the kneeling half-giant.

Up close, Hagrid could make out the man's lightly tanned skin, wavy brown hair and piercing green eyes. The man stared straight into his eyes, as if silently judging him.

"My name is Achilles Mardas. I'm Hailey's adoptive father," Achilles said, having decided the large man before him to be trustworthy. His words seemed to have shocked the man, since he didn't respond. Achilles turned to leave, deciding to bring Hailey to the man while he was still restrained to see how he'd react.

Hagrid was too stunned to speak, saying nothing as the man walked out of the cell. He was still sitting quietly when a blue flash momentarily illuminated the room from outside. A young girl walked into the room, with the same man from before trailing after her.

"Hello, I'm Hailey. I've been told you were looking for me," the girl said, eye level with him.

"Hailey? Is tha' you?" Hagrid asked with concern in his voice, scanning the girl for any injuries. "What are yeh doin' here? Are yeh hurt!?"

"It's a long story. But I'm happy and safe here, if that's what you're asking. What we want to know is who you are and why you want to speak to me."

"I'm Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts! Dumbledore sent me to give yer Hogwarts letter."

"I thought that would arrive by owl?"

"He didn' know if it would make it. So he sent me to make sure yeh got it! Smart man, Dumbledore."

"Well I'm glad I met you Hagrid," Hailey said, smiling at the giant man. "And I'm sorry for the whole shooting thing. This area is very restricted."

"What is this place?" Hagrid asked, looking around at the empty walls of the interrogation cell again.

"We can't tell you. I'm sorry but you're really not supposed to be here. The people here don't take kindly to intruders," Hailey explained with a sympathetic look towards the restrained giant. She knew what the Foundation was going to do was necessary to preserve their secrecy, but she still felt for the kind giant.

"We'll be giving you amnestics and altering your memory. I'm sorry, but we can't let the Foundation's existence be revealed to the Wizarding World," Achilles spoke up, mirroring Hailey's sympathetic look. He could tell that Hagrid was a kind person who only wanted to make sure his daughter was ok. But security came first. He'll try to alter the memory in a way so that Hagrid still remembers his first meeting with Hailey. The man seemed to care for her, Achilles was sure he'd appreciate it.

"What are the doin' tah…", Hagrid began to protest, voice trailing off as the anaesthetics took hold. His eyelids grew heavy and for the second time today he slipped into unconsciousness. Only this time the last thing he saw was a tiny hand giving his own bound one a comforting squeeze as he fell into a dreamless sleep.

"Hagrid? Wake up, the customs building is open," Hailey said, gently nudging the giant man.

"Hailey? Where are we?" Hagrid asked looking around the place where he'd woken up.

"Don't you remember? We arrived at the Magical Congress before they'd opened the international Floo network, so since you've been up all night you decided to take a nap," Hailey explained, wincing slightly at the lie and giving the oblivious giant an apologetic look. "I just want to say Hagrid, I'm sorry."

"It's fine, Hailey," Hagrid replies, confused by her apology. She must blame herself for his tiredness. She didn't respond, only giving one of his massive fingers a comforting squeeze.

A/N: I felt bad about wiping out Hagrid's memory, but the Foundation isn't going to let anybody just walk away knowing they exist. To make it up to you, here's an omake where Hermione meets SCP-999.

"Now Hermione, one thing you'll learn quickly being in Site 19 is that SCPs can be really mean. There are a few SCPs that are literally evil incarnate. But the one I'm about to show you doesn't have a single evil bone in its body," Hailey explained to her cousin, swiping a card against a steel door. "Though now that I think about it, Blub doesn't really have any bones to be-"

Hailey is cut off by an orange mass jumping on her, enveloping her torso. Hermione lets out a cry of fear, drawing her wand in order to save her cousin.

"Don't worry Hermione, I'm fine! Blub is just giving me a hug!" Hailey says, wiggling her arms inside the creature's slimy body.

Now that Hermione knew her friend wasn't in danger, she found the scene incredibly cute. It nuzzled itself against Hailey's face, emitting a gurgling and cooing sound as Hailey tickled it.

"Hey Blub! I've brought you a new friend! She's my cousin. Hermione, meet SCP-999. We also call him Blub or Tickle Monster for short. You got that candy I gave you? Hold it out for him," Hailey insisted, gently kneeling down to allow the slime mass to fall back down to the floor. It's two dog-like eyes gazed lovingly at Hermione as she bent down and offered a hand full of hard candies to it. The creature gently touched her hand, carrying the candies into its body before gurgling cutely.

Hermione felt a burst of happiness as Blub wrapped itself around her hand. She reached out with her other hand to pet it, causing it too coo and gurgle again. It reached up with a slimy pesudopod and nuzzled against her cheek. Hailey sat down on the tiled floor, gesturing for Hermione to do the same. Blub slithered up to envelop the two girls, tickling them both all over their bodies. Hailey responded by wiggling her feet and hands inside it body, tickling it back. Hermione followed her lead, giggling as she played with the adorable dog-like SCP.

Both girls spent the remainder of the afternoon playing with SCP-999, playing games like fetch, hide-and-seek and engaging in many more tickle-wrestles. Hermione had to admit, even after all the terrifying things she had learnt, there were some serious benefits to living in Site 19.