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Meanwhile in the future...

"What do you mean Harry is missing?" a silver haired wizard dressed in robes wearing half moon spectacles asked a short frumpy woman covered in cat hair.

"I have not seen him around the Dursley's in over a month. He just isn't there, so I was walking by Petunia when she was pruning the roses in the front yard when I asked how little Harry was. She said that he ran away so she doesn't know. She sounded rather pleased." The frumpy old woman said.

"This is terrible. He must be found. Harry is the only hope for our world." the silver haired man muttered. "I must go. Thank you for telling me Mrs. Figg." He turned to his fireplace and flooed away.

Not an hour later the Dursley's heard a knock on their front door.

"Who would be knocking at this hour?!" a tired and irritable Vernon asked his horse faced wife, who just shook her head.

They walked down the stairs and opened the door to see the old man.

"Hello" He said cheerfully, "I'm sorry about the hour but I was wondering if I could see young Harry?"

Vernon went from irritated to angry in a blink of an eye. "How should I know where that little freak went! Good riddance if you ask me!" He growled barely remembering to keep his voice down to avoid waking the neighbors.

"You should know because I left him in your care." The cheerful demeanor replaced by a steely tone as he focused on the lump of a man.

"You!" Petunia shrieked. "You should have kept him yourself!"

"You made a promise to your sister Mrs .Dursley need I remind you?" He replied to her.

"She asked for too much. That child was evil and wrong." She spat.

"Where is Harry?" The old man asked one more time as an unnatural wind began to stir around him.

"He disappeared, we assumed one of your kind took him away." Vernon told him and slammed the door in his face.

The angered old man lifted his hand and the door flew open destroying the frame and startling the two Dursley's with the noise. Also waking little Dudley from his sleep

"He is a child, no matter what you think of him he doesn't understand your prejudice. Now what have you done?" The old man said with gritted teeth as he stepped over the debris left by the door.

"We clothed him and fed him and gave him a place to sleep" Petunia said in a small voice as her and Vernon competed at who hid behind who.

"Excuse me if I don't believe you." the old man said as he pulled a stick from his pocket causing Petunia to freeze in terror.

"Ligillimens" He whispered pointing it straight at Vernon's head.

What the man saw sickened him. He had honestly believed that while the Dursley's did not like the idea of taking little Harry in they would at least be civil enough to understand he was just a child. That maybe they would raise him if not grudgingly at least with the inkling that he was cared for. All he found was a miracle that the child survived his third birthday, let alone his sixth. Just then he saw another child peeking from the stairs with eyes wide.

"You are terrible people. Your child should not even be allowed to be raised with you. At least I know that when I leave he will never speak as you do. He will at least sound polite." He said as he turned his stick on the boy and calmly said "loc-urbanum" and he turned on the spot and disappeared.

One year later...

"Professor Snape have you found him yet?" The silver haired man asked already knowing the answer.

"No, the blood tie he has to Lilly has turned up nothing except that he is definitely alive" The geasy haired Professor replied. "I do not believe we are going to find him Headmaster."

"Then we wait. We will keep looking of course but he has a destiny, he can't stay hidden forever, I just pray that he was not found by our enemies" The Headmaster replied sullenly.

A year passed by in the past...

Daine, Numair, and Harry sat cross-legged with there eyes closed it almost appeared as if they were sleeping.

"I'm bored" Harry said opening his eyes.

"This is important in your training Harry." Numair told him his eyes still closed.

"That does not make me any less bored." Harry sighed leaning forward and propping his head on his hands. Lilly climbed up between his arms and curled into a ball in his lap.

"He's only seven Numair" Daine said as she began to stretch out of her position. "Besides we need to sleep, we need to be back at the palace by tomorrow at the latest."

"Yes!" Harry said as he stood to quickly causing Lilly to fall from his lap disgruntled. "Sorry Lil's!" he said as he started running back to where they had set up camp.

"He needs to learn control Daine." Numair said as he lay back into the soft grass of the meadow they were in.

"He will. He has you to teach him and he is doing alot better. I was afraid he was always going to think we were trying to hurt him in the beginning. He began trusting us though." She replied as she watched Harry go.

"I know. I understand that he needs a childhood Daine but the block I put on his gift is weakening and if he doesn't get it under control soon then it will be much harder for him to learn any control." Numair said rubbing his hand down his face.

"He is too strong for his age." Daine said with a sad look in her eyes.

"It seems that instead of growing with him as it should have it just was there and he wasn't ready yet." Numair stated as he reached up to grab Daine and pull her into his lap as he sat back up. "He has terrible control of his emotions and its causing him to lash out more than is normal. His gift has so much potential for good yet its so destructive right now."

"He will learn though. I know he will." Daine whispered softly. Tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

"I know magelet, I know..." Numair mumbled into her hair as he held her tightly.

I know I am doing terrible with posting on time... I have been really busy though my excuses don't mean much. My next chapter will be longer. I decided I didn't want to make an evil manipulative Albus because I always loved his character.

the spell loc-urbanum I came up with and according to what I looked up loc- is speak or talk, and urbanum is polite.

Anyways after my recent breakup and my new job and all that fun stuff I think I finally have a schedule worked out to write so more updates more often and longer :D