Wulfric : As usual I'm here to state the characters and places and pretty much anything you've seen before are not mine I'm just ---

Tobias : Stealing them for use in your own twisted ways.

Wulfric : Ack, must you!

Tobias : Yea I must. And if you keep it up, I'm hiding your pitchforks.. OH MY GOD! WHAT IS THAT!

Wulfric : Oh heck.. its one of cuddlebearlove's bloody gelfs .. acck..

(scuffle heard as the gelf tries to attack Tobias)

Harry awoke earlier than he usually did. He had this strange feeling that something was dreadfully wrong. Shaking that feeling off, he got up and put of bed. After getting dressed he headed into his guardian's office, where he found the note Dumbledore wrote earlier.

Harry,

There has been a slight emergency, I do not know what has fully happened yet. I'll be back as soon as I can.

Albus

Harry moved to head out to go down and have an early breakfast when an owl zoomed into the room. It was just the Daily Prophet, so Harry paid the owl and made to open the paper, because he needed something to read. However, when he unrolled the paper, he saw the reason Dumbledore had been called away.

Ministry Of Magic Attacked!

Early this morning a group of Death Eaters and He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named himself stormed the Ministry. In this attack, the Minister was killed and so were several others of his office including a Mr. Percival Weasley, Ms. Dolores Umbridge and a Mrs. Hestia Jones.

The article continued down many more paragraphs until near the bottom Harry saw a small statement that caught his eye.

Muggle Town Razed

A muggle town of Little Whinging was razed to the ground by a group of newly joined Death Eaters. It appears that there have been no survivors from the attack.

Little Whinging? That meant only one thing, the Dursley's were most likely dead. No matter how they treated him while he was there, they were still family. His aunt was the only one fully related to his Mum by blood, and now she was just gone. Harry just stood there in shock for a moment while all the pain flooded into him. It wasn't just the Dursley's deaths, but also those at the Ministry. For some unknown reason, Harry felt as though these were more names to add to the list of people that had died, in some way thanks to him.

He turned fully intenting on going to his room and just releasing the pain he felt from under his skin, but then he remembered what Albus said about talking before he did it next time. His guardian wasn't there, but his head of house was probably in her office, and she did say that if he ever needed to talk that she was there. Without hesitation, he headed out the door and to McGonagall's office.

Once he got there, he didn't waste any time and knocked lightly on her door. It didn't take long for the door to open to reveal his head of house, who seemed suprised that it was Harry that was knocking.

"Um, Professor. You, uh, said that if at anytime I needed to talk that, uh, you'd be here, " Harry stammered out. " And the 'old coot' as you refered to him, is away and I was wondering.."

" Harry come in and have a seat, you don't need to explain just come in and I'll listen." Harry allowed himself to be steered into one of her chairs by her fireplace. After seeing he had her full attention he decided he better start at the beginning.

"Professor, did Albus tell you why he brought me here to Hogwarts?" She shook her head, so Harry continued. " Well, he brought me here, because you see. Oh, forget it, I'll just show you." With that Harry rolled both his sleeves up to reveal his scarred wrists. McGonagall's eyebrows were at the danger of slipping into her hairline. "Yea, it's exactly what you are thinking. Thanks to my owl, Albus found out and brought me here. After one bad night, and he found out I had continued it, he pretty much made me promise that the next time I wanted to hurt myself that I'd talk to him. Seeing as he isn't here, I thought I'd come and see you."

"Oh Harry, I'm glad you came to me instead of harming yourself. Now, could you answer a question for me?" Seeing he nodded, she continued, " Why do you have the urge to cut yourself this morning?"

"The Prophet. Little Whinging was razed to the ground. The Dursley's are most likely dead. I may have hated them, but I surely didn't want them dead. Well, at times Vernon, but not my aunt and Dudley." He then muttered, " No matter how much he was like Vernon." That simple explaination showed McGonagall so much into Harry's life. In her eyes it showed the reason Harry seemed to dread the end of the school year, and why he always remained at the school during holidays.

The two of them sat there and talked for over three hours, during that time Dumbledore had returned and noticed that Harry had read the paper. When he couldn't find Harry in any of the rooms, he remembered that Minerva had told him her door was open to him at anytime should he need it. Hoping that was where Harry had went, he headed towards the Head of House's office. Once there, he knocked on the door and was granted enterance. Sure enough Harry was sitting there, talking to Minerva.

"Ah Harry, it appears that your 'old coot' of a guardian has returned. I'm willing to bet he's been worried sick about you and wondering if you're okay. Go on with him, and let him fuss over you and make sure to the ninth degree that you are okay. And anytime you need me, I'm here for you Harry." McGonagall said, embracing Harry.

"Thank you Professor McGonagall."

"Harry, seeing as we just talked for over three hours, you may drop the formality. You can just call me Minerva."

"Alright then, thank you Minerva." Saying that, Harry hugged her again before he headed out into the hall to wait on Albus.

" I take it Harry told you everything Min, " Albus asked.

"Yes Albus, he told me everything. I would have never guess Harry had fallen that far."

" I know, I had trouble believing it at first but we can just remain here for him. Thank you for that offer you had extended to him. It means a lot as you can see," Albus said. As he made to go out, he turned to Minerva and gave her a slight kiss on the cheek, murmuring " Thank you again" before he made way to go and fuss over his charge.

a/n : bloody rule.. hmph.. thank you all for reviewing as always.. and i hope pitchforks aren't needed with my fic.. though, they probably have been brought out a time or two.

Wulfric

Tobias : Bloody little creature..it bit me! What use is it! What is it even?

Wulfric : You don't want to know what it is. As for the use, it's not like we've been told anything yet.

Tobias : I think I'm going to have to go talk to her...

Wulfric : No you're not, because I'm taking this thing back to her right now. I have NO idea how it got here..

( Gelf is bound and leashed, and taken back to where it belongs)