Alright, guys, we're onto Chapter 3...here is where I pretty much start using artistic license to fill in the blanks in the history for Ib...As for how...well...you'll see...

The next morning, Mary was curled up in bed, asleep, when a voice came and woke her up. "Mary!"

Mary jumped at the yell woke her up. She looked up and saw Garry standing there, a little annoyed. "Huh? What is it?"

"Did you really not notice Harry getting up without you?" Garry asked.

Mary looked at him in confusion, before looking down...to see Harry was indeed gone. Mary then jolted out of bed. "Wha-Where'd Harry go?!"

Garry sighed. "I woke up to him trying to make us breakfast...He's much too young to be doing that, he could hurt himself."

"What?!" Mary asked, jumping out of bed, showing she was still wearing her green dress, then ran out into the living room, where she found Harry. She ran over and hugged Harry. "Harry, why were you in the kitchen trying to cook? From what I recall, that's the adult's job…"

"No...it's my job...And when I don't make things properly...that's when I get beaten…" Harry quietly mumbled.

Mary gasped and hugged Harry tightly, crying. After a minute, she turned around, towards, Garry...who was furious. "Uhm...Garry?"

"What Harry just mentioned...that's child abuse! Plain and simple!" Garry said enraged.

Before he could say anything else, however, a news report appeared on the TV, which apparently had been on the whole time. "After a week of searching for Vernon Dursley and his nephew, Harry Potter, police have found evidence that the Dursley family, Vernon in particular, have been guilty of abusing Harry. As such, Petunia Dursley, Vernon's wife, has been arrested on charges of child abuse, while Vernon and Petunia's son, Dudley, has been taken into foster care. If anyone has knowledge on the whereabouts of Harry, please report it as soon as possible…"

Mary and Garry just stared at the TV, before looking back at Harry. "Well...this should make adopting Harry simpler…" Garry commented quietly to Mary.

"Yeah…" Mary agreed, "So...should we report it now, or…?"

"Now would be best…" Garry replied, "We can tell them we found Harry in the forest, with Vernon nowhere to be seen…"

Mary nodded. "Alright…"

"How about I report everything, and get set to adopt Harry, and you just stay here and keep Harry company?" Garry suggested.

"Sounds like a plan...maybe we can introduce Harry to Ib's family later on," Mary suggested.

"Sure…" Garry replied, nodding. Mary ran out of the room, to see Harry, while Garry turned to the phone. As he dialed the police department, Garry thought more about Mary and Harry's relationship. While he was the one adopting Harry...there was no doubt that Mary would insist on being the one to take care of him.

Meanwhile, Mary was with Harry. "So...Harry...what do you want to do?"

"Uhm...I...I don't know…" Harry replied.

Mary sighed. "...Ok...this is gonna be more difficult than I thought… … ...How about drawing? You want to draw?"

"Uhm...ok…" Harry replied.

"Ok!" Mary replied excitedly, before going to get some paper and writing/drawing utensils. The duo spent the next hour drawing stuff, with Harry drawing Mary, Garry, and Ib, while Mary drew the group as well, plus some of the paintings in the Art Gallery. Mary soon looked upon one drawing, which resembled Mary and Red together, and Mary sighed sadly, missing her 'sister'.

"Uhhh...Miss Mary, are you alright?" Harry asked,

Startled, Mary's face jolted up in Harry's direction. After a few minutes, Mary replied, "I'm fine...I guess...I just...miss my sister, is all…"

Harry just walked up and hugged Mary, who hugged back. Soon enough, Garry came out. "Hey, you two...we need to head out, so I can sign the adoption papers."

"Alright, then we can take Harry and visit Ib!" Mary commented.

"Pretty much…" Garry stated, and they headed out.

During the next hour, Garry, Mary, and Harry visited the Police Department, and Garry gave their story to the police, and then signed the papers necessary to adopt Harry. After all of that, the trio finally went to visit Ib's place.

When they finally got there, and they knocked on the door, Ib answered, and was excited to see them. "Mary, Garry! How are you doing?"

"Fine, Ib, we just came to visit, and introduce your family to Harry!" Garry said.

Ib replied, "Alright, I'll go get them!" Ib then ran off, and a minute or so later, she came back with her parents.

"Oh, hey there, you two. How are you doing today? And who's this?" Ib's father asked.

"Hello. This is Harry. Mary and I had found him in the forest the other day, and we ended up adopting him when we found out his uncle was missing and his aunt was arrested for taking part in abusing him," Garry replied.

Ib's mother then knelt to Harry's level. "It's a pleasure to meet you," she said, kindly brushing Harry's hair aside...before suddenly seeing something on Harry's forehead: Harry's lightning bolt scare. "It can't be…" Ib's mother breathed.

"What is it?" Ib's father asked, to everyone else's confusion.

Ib's mother looked at Harry, and said, "I need you all to come with me right now…This is important..."

Harry, Garry, Mary, and Ib looked at each other confused, before following Ib's parents, who then led them to a room of the family's fairly large house. When they entered the study, however, Ib's mother pulled out some kind of stick, before tapping several of the books in a specific sequence...causing the bookshelf to slide aside, revealing a hidden pathway. "Come on," Ib's mother said, leading the group into the passageway. Soon, they came into a room with a bunch of implements that would normally be found in a fantasy setting.

"Uhm...mom...dad...what's going on?" Ib asked.

Ib's mother sighed. "There's a lot to explain...First thing is...I can use magic...I'm what the magical community calls a witch, essentially a female wizard...And the reason I brought you all down here is the boy Garry adopted."

"What is it? What's wrong with Harry?" Garry asked.

Ib's mother shook her head. "Nothing is wrong...if anything, you adopted one of the most famous wizarding children of the century…"

Everyone's eyes widened, and they looked at Harry, whose eyes were wide as well…Everyone, that is, except Garry. Instead, Garry thought to himself, '...I knew it…I KNEW he was THAT Harry Potter...'

Alright, let's recap: AT LEAST Ib's mother is a magic-user, of unknown blood status, and Garry SOMEHOW knew who Harry was...

Everyone following? Well, things'll be explained more next chapter, so...yeah...See you next time!