Albus Dumbledore arrived silently in the uniform neighborhood of Privet Drive. Looking around he shuddered a bit at the normality of it. He loved bright colors and interesting designs living in such a place wound be sure to have a maddening effect on him.
He walked up to the house that looked like every other house on the street with the sole exception of the number in front of the house being a plain number four. It was with a suspicious eye that he looked around and extended his senses. He could feel someone watching him and as Alastair always said "Constant Vigilance" and what not.
That's why he nearly had a heart attack when he turned around to make sure no one was behind him only to come face to face with his wife.
"AHHH" he screamed in a high pitch and undignified voice. Thus causing the offending witch to chuckle lightly at her husbands reaction. Albus glared at her and tried to give her the "evil eye" only to have it fail spectacularly. He could never truly be angry with her, she held his heart.
"Have you ever thought of singing professionally Albus?" she asked in a sweet voice. "You have such a lovely voice."
Albus huffed immaturely and renewed his attempted glaring at her. Minerva only rolled her eyes at her husbands childish behavior before her face turned serious again.
"Albus why are you here?" she asked careful not to give anything away by her tone.
Albus's face lost his playfully accusatory look and turned slightly guilty. "I could ask you the same." he replied well aware that it wasn't what his wife wanted to hear.
Minerva glared at his in a way that made Albus's knee shake but he hid his fears well. Albus relented and decided to save himself from an argument that he was never going to win.
He sighed resignedly. "This is the home of Lily's sister, Harry's aunt. Now that Lily and James have... passed" he struggled a bit at that part and tears came to Minerva's eyes. "they are Harry's only remaining family. It is the safest place for him because of the blood protection Lily left with little Harry when she sacrificed herself to save him."
Minerva seemed to grow taller as she became more and more angry. "No" she said flatly in a voice that left no room for consideration.
"But, love, it's safest for-" Albus started timidly.
"Those people are horrible." she hissed. "I've nothing against muggles in, but these people could never raise a magical child. The child spent half the after noon screaming for sweets and being pampered by his mother. Not to mention the fact that Lily's sister has hated Lily since she got her Hogwarts letter because she was 'freakish' and 'unnatural'."
Albus had his mouth open by the end of his wife's rant. He hadn't known that Lily's sister felt that way. It was slightly unnerving. "How can you be sure?" he asked even though he now had a suspicion that his wife was right, seeing as she was barely ever wrong before. "And what would become of the boy he needs protection?" he asked as an after thought.
Minerva stared at him like he was a student who was being particularly thick headed. "Albus, I love you I truly do, but you're an idiot." Albus glared at her darkly even though he knew she was probably right. "We ask." she said simply.
You could almost see the light bulb flash on over his head as he finally understood the simple answer to Minerva question. 'Merlin I'm and idiot' he thought to himself. Though he'd never let his wife hear that. He'd never live it down.
"I knew there was a reason I married you. "He said, Minerva glared. "Outside of your breath taking beauty of course." Albus added hastily seeing the looks he was receiving.
"Good boy Albus." She said to then walked passed him to the door to knock, but not before patting him on the head like some sort of dog.
Albus looked affronted as he swiveled and walked the short walk to where his wife was standing waiting for someone to answer the door.
"I'm not some sort of animal, Minerva." he said with a pout.
"Of course you aren't dear." she placated him while trying her hardest not to smile.
He would have argued some more but a light inside the house turned on causing his mood to change quickly.
"Oh goodly their home." he said happily as he gave his hands a little clap completely forgetting the previous conversation.
"Albus" Minerva said cautiously as she started to notice that her husband hadn't acted right all evening. "When was the last time you slept?" she asked.
"Hmmm" Albus thought. "I took a nap on Wednesday." he answered proudly.
"Merlin Albus its Saturday, no Sunday. You need to sleep. I don't care if the minister or Merlin himself needs to see you about an important meeting, you'll kill yourself if you keep this up."
Albus looked somewhat sheepish but other wise serious. "I couldn't sleep when people needed me, you know me. But I promise I'll go to sleep tonight as soon as we get this Harry situation is settled." he said with tired but honest eyes and a small smile.
Minerva would have answered but the door swung open upruptly. She immediately tried to smile but it quickly turned into a grimace as she saw the man who opened the door. He was the biggest man she'd ever seen. His body took up the entire doorframe preventing them from seeing anything about the house.
Minerva wondered privately how he put his shoes on or if he could she his feet. She shivered and could feel the bile rising in her throat as her train of thought led to more disturbing images. To free herself of her mental torment she pictured her husband without a shirt on. Her smile became less forced as the picture in her minds eyes freed her of her imagination.
"Mr. Dursley, I presume.?" Albus asked when his wife didn't speak.
"Yes" the obese man said gruffly as he stared at them with unconcealed dislike and annoyance.
"My name is Albus Dumbledore and this is my colleague Minerva Mcgonagall. We've come to speak with your wife about her sister."
Albus suddenly found himself starring with fascination at how fast the mans face was changing colors. 'that's not normal' he thought to himself as Vernon Dursley turned an ugly puce color. Minerva was obviously thinking the same thing because her head was tilted to the side and her eyes were wide.
"Your one of those FREAKS." he loud enough to wake the entire block. "We want nothing to do with your lot." He sneered in a poor intimidation effort then slammed the door.
"Well that went well. What a lovely man." Minerva said dryly.
Albus snickered a little the turned to his wife. "Did you see his face?" he asked. "Can we knock again I wonder if he'll pop?" he asked and had unconsciously sounded like a giddy five year old.
Minerva choked a bit and had to reach out and grab Albus's hand to stop him from knocking again to test his theory. "Down boy" she said sternly.
Albus glared but his already frightening short attention span was drawn away from his wife as he heard the loud rumble of a motorcycle coming from above.
His face lit up. "That must be Hagrid and Harry." he said with a look of excitement.
Minerva stared at him in disbelief. "You gave Harry, a one year old child to Hagrid for safe keeping." she asked.
"Of course." he answered off handedly. "I trust Hagrid with my life." Minerva gave it up for a bad job and mumbled something unflattering about barmy men who need to listen to their wives'.
Minerva starred in disbelief as a motorcycle literally was flying towards the coming lower and lower. Her mouth dropped open some point before the bike landed. Was it even possible for a flying motorcycle to carry Hagrid. The man, no offence, was huge.
"I want one of those" Albus breathed beside her as the bike came closer.
"Not over my dead rotting corps." she snapped. She put up enough with Albus. No way in hell was she going to give him an excuse to hurt himself and the people around him.
Albus didn't have time to pout because the bike skidded to a halt right in front of them, spitting up some of the Dursleys perfect lawn in the process.
"Brilliant." he said as Hagrid turned the bike off and dismounted while trying not to startle the sleeping child. Minerva mentally groaned because she knew she was going to have to stop Albus from buying a bike like that at least a dozen or so times before he gave up.
"Ello Professor." Hagrid said
"Hello Hagrid" Albus said brightly. Hagrid stared at him strangely before passing it off as a powerful wizard quirk. Minerva looked upward and pray for the strength to not snap.
"How is young Harry. " Albus asked as he walked forward and plucked the child out of Hagrids massive arms.
"Fine sir." Hagrids said as Albus held the child expertly while bouncing a little to keep the child sleeping. A light bulb went off in Minerva's head as an idea struck her. She knew exactly where Harry could live safely.
"Good good." Albus murmured. It was after Albus was finally sure Harry was alright when Hagrid left on the noisy motorcycle.
Albus turned to his wife. "Where do you propose we put him." He asked looking for some kind of idea. His brain was foggy to the point where he felt like he had drunken massive amounts of fire wiskey.
"Home. We should take him home with us. We can keep him safe with us at Hogwarts and the children would love to have a new brother." Minerva said passionately.
"That's.. a good idea." Albus aid slowly. "We could raise him as our own and tell him about all of this when he got older." a huge genuine smile broke his face as he looked from his wife to the baby in his arms. "Minerva my goddess you are a genius"
"Did you expect any less." Minerva stated with a small smile.
"Never." Albus protested then leaned over and gave his wife a small kiss on the lips. "Lets go home love." he said and a few moments later they both disappeared to their summer home.
And so it was decided that little Harry Potter child savior of the world would live with the most powerful witch and wizard of the generation. One could only guess how this would effect him.