Chapter 3
A/N: Any spelling errors I apologise for. My spell checker isn't working properly.
Warm, this was what Harry was currently feeling. He felt as if his body was laying on warm sand while something soft was pressed into his back. Oddly enough, the sand was snoring.
Harry's eyes snapped open and he looked around. He was in a four poster bed with the curtains closed. He made to sit up be felt something holding him down. He looked down to see an arm, a female arm, gripping his waist. He turned his head to stare at a red headed girl, that was currently snuggled up to him, fast asleep.
The surprised expression on his face quickly changed to happiness as he recalled the previous evening.
Harry sat his present down and turned to Lily. "Lily, How did you find me? What did you mean when you said our parents were killed? Aunt Petunia told me they died in a car crash."
Lily's breath caught in her chest. 'Car crash? What the hell kind of lies did Petunia tell my son.'
"Harry, our parents were wizards... or wizards and witches to be exact. We're capable of magic Harry." She said soothingly. She could see that Harry was shaking slightly. 'Perhaps nerves?' she wondered.
"That's... how? Magic is real?" He asked.
It seemed timing was everything as Pixey popped in appearance right in front of them. "Does Mistress Lily need anything?"
She let out a chuckle of amusement as Harry jumped backwards, nearly flipping over the couch in his reaction to Pixey appearing.
"Perhaps some hot coca Pixey," She said after getting her laughter under control. "Then some hot food would be delicious."
The little elf nodded before popping away. She turned to Harry, who was staring like a fish out of water. "That was a house elf Harry, we have two."
"Magic?" Harry mumbled. She simply nodded.
"Now, as to what Petunia told you. As I stated, our parents were a wizard and witch," Harry nodded. "They cared for us very much."
"Then what happened to us? Why did I have to live with my horrible realtives?" He asked. Lily could see the hurt in his eyes. She realized that he clearly felt she had been given the better end of the stick.
"Our parents loved us Harry. When Voldemort killed our parents we were seperated. I was taken by a family friend and hidden within the states. She tried to take you as well, but you had already been taken by Hagrid. He's one of Albus Dumbledore's men and also the caretaker of Hogwarts. That's the school we will be going to in a few years to learn how to use our magic. Albus felt that you needed to be with your blood realtives," Lily paused as several expressions graced her face before turning back to Harry. "Blood wards or not, I do not understand why he thought putting you with Petunia was a great idea. She's always despised everything to do with magic." Lily spat.
"She knew?" Harry's eyes widened almost comically.
"Yes," Lily nodded. "She became bitter when our mother got her letter. From what I understand from my guardian at the time. Petunia wanted to be a witch as well. But sadly, she was just a muggle. She became extremely bitter because of it.. as I'm sure you know."
Harry looked away for a moment. Lily could see the tears in his eyes. "What happened to your guardian?" He asked, while trying to control the emotions in his voice.
Lily's mind spun for a moment. She hated lying to her son, but she felt the reality of the situation was to much to handle.
"She passed on about three months ago." Lily said.
Harry held up a hand. "Wait, you said Dumbledore had me placed with Aunt Petunia because of the blood wards. But, wouldn't it make sense for him to find you and place you with me as well?"
'Dammnit' Lily inwardly cursed. But then inspiration struck her. "My guardian was well aware of that fact. It was one of the reasons he had tried to take us both," She paused to take a breath as Harry surveyed her. "We did not share rooms Harry. My room was opposite yours Harry. My guardian found me first, but when she went to get you, you were already gone. For some reason, only Dumbledore seemed interested in making sure you were safe." Lily finished bitterly.
Harry was quiet for a moment before he spoke. "Seems like this Dumbledore is a bad man."
"He's not nessicarrly necessarily a bad man, but misguided," Seeing Harry's look she decided to elaborate. "Harry, Let's say that for years someone told you that you were the best dancier ever. You would probably believe it right?," seeing Harry's slow nod she continued. "Albus has been seen as the leader of the light for decades. Ever since his defeat of grindelwald. People see him as the shinning beacon of light. It is at this point that one's head can become to full. As I said, he's not a bad man, just misguided."
"Ok, I think I understand... I think," Harry chuckled. Inwardly, he was sure to keep his eye on Albus Dumbledore when they went to Hogwarts. "So, tell me more about magic." Harry asked smiling.
ALHALHALH
Harry yawned and tried to get out of bed, only for Lily to mumble and tighten her grip on his waist. For someone smaller than him, she sure had an iron grip.
"Lily," Harry whispered. "It's time to get up."
"Don't wanna, I'm comfortable." She replied, snuggling up more to Harry.
With a blush, Harry called one of the elves, just like Lily had told him to. "Um... Pixey?"
With a pop that made Harry jump, waking Lily up in the process, Pixey appeared in front of Harry. "What can Pixey get for the young Lord Potter today?" The elf said with a bow.
"Um...," Harry blinked. "A good breakfast would be lovely, enough for the both of us." Harry finished. Meanwhile Lily was struggling to hold in her laughter.
"Pixey will do as master asks." Pixey said with a bow before popping away.
"Oh stuff it already!" Harry exclaimed. Lily began roar in laughter then as Harry threw the covers off and got out of the bed. He took a few paces before stopping and turning to Lily. "Um... where are my clothes?" He asked. This only caused Lily to laugh even harder. "Girls" Harry mumbled before walking off.
ALHALHALH
2 weeks later...
The two children were taking a stroll along the lake that was one of two on the property. Harry still tried to comprehend the scope of the wealth he had inherited. He wasn't going to let it go to his head by no means. That's one of the first things Lily told him when they discussed the money that they had. They agreed to use it for their basic needs, occasionally for something fun. But other than that, they would just leave it where it is.. for now.
"Hey Harry, want to play tag?" Lily asked. Harry couldn't help but smile and nod.
"Sure," Harry grined. "You can't just grab my glasses and run off this time Lily." Harry smirked. A few days ago the pair, along with a disguised Pixey in an adult human form, had visited a healer about Harry's eyes. The healer had been shocked at the deteration of his eyes. The low light from the cubboard probably played a heavy part in that. As more and more of these small things popped up, Lily kept track. One day, she would have to pay another visit to her dear old sister.
"Are you alright lil's?" Harry asked.
"Huh?," Lily asked, snapping out of her thoughts. Seeing the look on his face she grinned. "I was just thinking about 'evil ways to torture my child. Hehe'" She said while changing her voice to sound like an evil old witch.
"You'll never get me!" Harry exclaimed before running off. Lily giggled and chased after him.
2 months later...
Harry sat huddled in the large chair. Curled up by his side, was Lily. The two had spent the last few hours reading together. He could only smile as he thought about all the wonderful things he had encountered since he learned of magic... since he left those dreadful people. He looked down at Lily. The girl in question had her head proped on his shoulder as she read the same book as him.
"If you stare at me long enough. I may just turn into a frog." She declared suddenly.
"You can do that?" Harry's eyes widened comically.
"Only with training. And you really don't have a choice in the animal that you transform into," She couldn't help but giggle as Harry was opening and closing his mouth like a fish. "That's a long ways off though Harry. We'll learn about that then. For now though, let's finish this book then go to bed."
Harry smiled and nodded. As the two turned back to their book, Harry couldn't but think about how much better his life was now.
ALHALHALH
Vernon was whistling a tune as he made his way to his car. Today was going to be excellent. He had the weekend off and was packing for a much needed weekend trip with Petunia and Dudley.
"Vernon Dursey?" two men in uniform asked as they stepped onto the drive way of number four privet drive.
"Yes? What do you want? If you're selling something. I'm not interested." He growled out. How dare these people ruin his Saturday.
"Sir, we're police officers," Vernon pailed visibly. "May we step inside and have a small chat? I promise it won't take long."
Vernon nodded his head nerviously. 'Even If the freak was gone. Some of his stuff still resides in the cubboard.'
Vernon shook his head and put on his best gentleman role. "As you wish officers. Right this way to my lovely home." He beamed.
The officers and Vernon made their way into the house and towards the kitchen.
"Would you gentlemen care for tea?" Both men shook their heads. "What can I do for you officers?"
"Were here in regards to your nephew, Harry Potter. He is your nephew correct?" One officer asked. The officer was tall and muscular built with slightly graying hair.
"Unfortunately he is. His mother and father got themselves killed when he was a baby. We've had to take care of him ever since. He's a bad child that's for sure."
The officer nodded and looked at his partner. A man who was smaller, with blond hair. "We're here because he hasn't showed up for school in two months. Is there a reason he hasn't?"
"The brat ran off. I reported it two days after he didn't come back." Vernon growled out.
Both officers looked surprised for a moment, but quickly covered it. "Yes, well, we're here doing a follow up," Seeing Vernon's look. The officer quickly came up with an idea. "While you and I dicuss Harry's possible whereabouts is it ok if my partner searches his room for clues as to where he may run off to?"
Vernon nodded, not really thinking. Something was off about these two. The smaller blond man got up and headed towards the stairs.
"Now Mr. Dursey, was there any problems between your family and Harry? Something that may have caused him to run away?" The officer asked.
"Honestly, we treated that boy well. But he had issues. Always causing trouble in the neighborhood. My wife is home more often then I am, so she may know for sure. But you could ask Ms. Figg across the street, she often babysat for us when we went out of town." Vernon hoped he was playing his part well.
"Is there a reason you never took Mr. Potter with you?" The officer asked with an eyebrow raised.
"The boy would act out terribly when ever we took him places. I had hoped with a few punishements with not being able to go, he would straighten up. But it never happened I'm sorry to say."
The officer was just about to ask another question when Dudley walked into the room. Vernon turned and frowned. "Dudley, go to your room, I'm talking to some police officers right now."
Dudley didn't answer however, he kept his eyes fixed on the far wall. "Dudley? Did you hear what I said?" Vernon asked, his voice rising slightly.
"He won't answer you Mr. Dursey," The blond officer said walking into the kitchen. And to Vernon's horror, he was carrying one of those sticks that Petunia's sister used. "He can't answer because I silenced him. This filthy muggle seemed surprised when I thought the only furnished childs room was his. I wonder why that is?" He asked with a glare towards Vernon.
"You're some of those freaks!" Vernon yelled. To late his realized his mistake as white hot pain coursed through his body. Vernon dropped to the floor and started to twitch as every nerve center in his body coursed with extreme pain.
"That's enough Nott. We can't have him die to early can we?" The blond man smiled.
Through narrow slights Vernon watched in what might be called awe as the man waved a wand over himself and suddenly, Vernon was looking at a long, blond haired aristocratic looking man.
"As you wish Lucius." The man, known as Nott grumbled.
"Why are you doing this?" Vernon struggled to say.
Lucius smiled. It was a smile that made Vernon's blood run cold. "Simple, your nephew defeated our master when he was but a baby. Several of the Dark Lord's followers tried to find him and kill him. But the Potter was very well hidden, presumably by Dumbledore himself. And, judging by the deteration of the wards, it's accurate to say that Potters been gone for a long time now. Tell me muggle, how does it feel to know that a wizard was the one who was keeping your family safe this whole time? It frightens you doesn't it?" Lucius cackled with glee.
"We don't have time for this Lucius, we need to find his room so we can try and get a trace. Dumbledore we'll be coming soon for sure." Nott said.
Lucius sighed. "Yes, you're right Nott," He turned his eyes back to Vernon. "Where is the boys room?" Lucius asked, his wand pointed square between Vernons eyes.
"The cubboard under the stairs." Vernon said quickly.
Lucius raised an eyebrow. He looked up at Nott and tipped his head for the man to go check. Sure enough, moments later Nott came back into the room.
"I found some dried blood, as well as small paints on the inside. It appears that this disgusting muggle kept the Potter child in the cubboard." Nott then spat on Vernon.
Lucius turned with furry towards Vernon. "I had planned on killing you right away. But now I think I have something better in mind."
Potter Manor...
Harry bolted upright into a sitting position, screaming his lungs out. Lily immediately woke and had her arms around him.
"Harry what's wrong?" She asked, Harry was shaking violently.
"Something's happened... I'm not sure what though. But it's very bad." He stated.
Lily frowned and quickly summoned Pixey. "Pixey, fetch me a calming draught for Harry." The elf nodded and popped away.
"It's probaby just nightmares again Harry. The potion will help you go back to sleep." Harry nodded and relaxed back onto the pillow. Lily smiled and nodded to him, causing Harry to smile in return. Inside, she wondered if something bad really did happen.
Hogwarts, Headmasters Office...
Dumbledore sighed as he sat down at his desk. The past month had been a task for his old bones. Several meetings in Russia and Japan, as well as the states had him feeling haggard. He started to summon one of the school elves when the silver instruments, that he used to monitor Harry suddenly stopped.
He quickly stood and walked over to the fireplace. He tossed a handful of powder into the fire and called for Arabella's home. Nothing happened. Suddenly, very worried, He quickly looked to Fawks. "Take me there old friend."
Fawks nodded before taking off and landing on Albus's shoulder. The phoenix thrilled the pair disappeared in a flash of fire.
Albus suddenly found himself standing in Arabella's living room. A glance to the side, he spotted to his horror, the body of Arabella Figg. He closed his eyes for a moment in sadness. He walked over to her and with his left hand, closed her eyes. She appearently had been taken by surprise. He made his way to the door and stepped through. Across the street, number four burned with furry. Above the raging inferno, a green skull with a snake in its mouth floated. Albus closed his eyes and sighed. 'What will we do now?'
A/N: Hello everyone, Sorry it has been so long since I updated. But real life happened. Add in the fact that I read more than I write so I have a tendency to get hooked on a good story and get caught up on it. So, sorry for being late. As for Lucius and Nott seemingly having no problem playing their parts. Well I always thought that if someone really wanted to get their enemy, they would find a way to do it.
Recommened Story this time around. 'Beyond The Veil' by megamatt09. It's a Harry Potter/X-men Evolution story. It's very well done. He has several crossovers that he's working on. And there all very well done.