Chapter 2
"Are you alright Mr. Potter?" the woman asked.
"Petunia and her husband don't like magic. They'll make my life miserable if they decide not to throw me out..." Andrew answered thinking about the life he had in the future.
"Nonsense. Contrary to what my idiot and annoying niece Dolores that you should avoid at all costs says who I have no clue as to why Crouch hired her as one of his secretaries, Muggles have overcome their dislike for magic..." the woman replied before being interrupted by a horrified James who had just invited himself into the room.
"You're not planning on sending him to my wife's sister's place!?" James nearly shouted.
"Unless she is willing to sign off custody to someone else James, then yes." the woman said.
"You bet she will! If she doesn't, I'm sure her husband Vernon will! You should have seen them at Lily and I's wedding. They're awful! Ms. Umbridge, they are to the muggle world as pure-blood fanatics are to the wizarding world!" James panicked. 'So this woman is that toad's aunt... So different yet so alike...' Andrew thought.
"In either case, James, a meeting with them is required that Andrew has to be part of." Umbridge replied as calmly as she could.
"Well, let's go to pay them a visit right now before you waste any time having to fill out forms that you'll need to vanish." James said annoyed.
"Alright. I'll take the paper work that I think is needed and the ones you think I'll need. You go get your wife James and as soon as you get back, the four of us will Portkey over." Umbridge grumbled.
"Alright." James said before he left the room muttering something about paper purshers to himself.
Andrew was glad that he someone on his side though he wasn't looking forward to seeing his younger aunt and uncle, even if he was with some adults. He just knew it wouldn't go smoothly. The Dursleys and magic were like water and oil. You couldn't keep them mixed for long without them pushing each other around into their respective layers.
"James, is it just me or do all Potters have problems with Portkeys?" Lily said as she got up. Both James and Andrew lost their balance when landing and grabbed on to Lily in a futile attempt to keep from falling down.
"Only the men." James replied as he got up.
"Indeed." Umbridge commented, slightly amused by what happened.
Andrew got up. He was starting to hate Portkeys as much as Flooing. He recognized where they were as the alley him and Dudley were in when they were attacked by Dementors. It was the perfect place for them to appear out of thin air as that nobody would see them and it was close enough to their destination that they didn't have to walk too far.
"I believe 4 Privet Drive is that way." Umbridge said pointing in the correct direction. Soon, they were out of the alley and walking down the streets in the neighborhood. The hoses look the same but the yards look slightly different. Some bushes were smaller then Andrew remembered them and there were a few flower beds that had yet to be planted. He saw Mrs. Figg in her yard trying to keep a cat from digging up some flowers.
'No wonder Dumbledore asked her to watch out for me. She already lived here...' Andrew thought to himself.
After a few minutes, they were in front of the house that Andrew hoped he would never see again when he was done here.
"Allow me." Lily said as she pushed the door bell. With in thirty seconds, the door opened. Petunia quickly saw who it was and started to close the door on them.
"Petunia, I know you hate magic but we need to talk. The sooner, the better. Uncle Chris and Aunt Shannon were murdered this morning." Lily said as quickly as she could.
Petunia responded by opening the door and said angrily, "Its you and the other freaks' problem, not mine. I want nothing to do with your kind! Its all that awful boy's fault! If he didn't contaminate you with his freaky powers while watching you from behind the bushes when we were kids, Mum and Dad would still be alive! And I'm sure if Aunt Shannon didn't marry that freak, she'd be alive as well!"
"Mrs. Dursley, magic isn't something you catch from being around witches and wizards. You are either born with it or you aren't." Umbridge said in tone that reminded Andrew of the other Umbridge he had the displeasure to know.
"Whatever. Now just leave and be thankful Lily I'm sending a vase for Christmas! I'll make sure its ugly!" Petunia shouted some more as she slammed the door.
"We need to discuss Andrew's situation. Ms. Umbridge here thinks this is the best place for him..." James replied.
"I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU OR ANY OTHER FREAKS ON MY DOORSTEP AGAIN!" Petunia yelled through the door.
"That can be arranged! You just need to sign some papers!" Lily shouted back.
Andrew started to wonder if any of the neighbors were watching. He expected this kind of confrontation from his Uncle Vernon. It was unlike his aunt to make such a scene for the whole world to see because she wanted everyone believe her, her husband, and Dudley were a perfect family and anything that ruined that image wouldn't be tolerated though there were things she didn't know about Dudley. As Andrew continued to think, Petunia opened the door again.
"I'll sign them! Come inside!" Petunia grumbled.
James, Lily, Umbridge, and Andrew entered. Andrew saw the living room. It looked strange without all the pictures of Dudley in it. Other then that, it looked more or less the same. The same couches, the same coffee table, the same vase. The four of them sat down while Petunia went to get a pen. In less then a minute, Petunia joined them.
"Where do I sign?" Petunia demanded.
"You have to sign, here, here, and here. James and Lily has to sign here. And I appear to have to sign here." Umbridge said pointing to various lines in the paperwork. Petunia eagerly signed where she had to. Andrew noticed that one of the spots that his aunt had to sign was for an agreement with the Ministry not to leave any other under aged witches or wizards with her, regardless of any blood relation. Andrew was relieved his younger self wouldn't have to live with the Dursleys if his parents' deaths were something he couldn't prevent.
Once everything was signed, Petunia chased them all out of 4 Privet Drive and Andrew hoped he never saw the place again.
Chapter End Notes:
I know it is short but I just felt that was good place to end the chapter. Also, I was talking with a fellow writer and she suggest that I make it clear that when Harry went back, it was to the moment immediately after the real Andrew's death. The real Andrew had been murdered.
Anyways, reviews please!
Also, anyone who would like to beta this story, please send me a message! I can't trust myself reading over my own work as I tend to see what I want to say rather then what I actually said.
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