Disclaimer: Neither Harry Potter or Gargoyles is mine
Chapter 19
"That's true, but it's no trouble to give Alex a magic lesson so you can do your homework," said Puck. He had teleported to the tower in search of Harry, and when he spoke he made Harry jump, with Harry giving Puck a mock glare.
"I'm off," said Goliath, with this, Goliath left for the night, and Hudson had turned on the TV. The gargoyles was getting ready to go out for the night, so Puck teleported himself and Harry down into the main hall so the gargoyles could go out.
"Harry, I wanted to talk to you" Puck said before Harry could disappear off some where.
Puck and Harry talked for hours about what the Dursleys had done to him. What Puck heard about the Dursleys made him want to ask Lord Oberon to lift the seals placed on him so he could play with the Dursleys. Puck teleported Harry's books to his room and they talked some more. They stopped talking around two in the morning.
Over the next few days, Harry finished his homework and opened up to Puck more then he ever thought was possible. Puck knew inside that this was a good thing but he wished that Harry had never had to go through what he did. Nobody said anything about Mr. Xanatos buying Grunnings and almost firing Uncle Vernon because of his behavior and what had been found out about him.
It had been a week since Harry had started working and living with the Xanatos. That morning, Harry's owl, Hedwig, flew into the window, dropping a letter for Alex and then flew up to perch on the top of Harry's chair. She dropped a second letter onto Harry's head as a joke, he took it off his head with a smile and started to read the letter.
Harry,
I'm surprised that the Dursleys let you go, but now I know where you are. Please don't worry about me and I have written to the little boy. I know that you may not like this part but please have the Xanatos write to me and remember, I love you very much.
Your godfather,
Sirius
He handed the letter to Mr. Xanatos so he could read it, who handed it back to Harry after reading it. Mr. Xanatos understood Harry's godfather's worry as any parent would.
"Don't worry, I will write him today," said Mr. Xanatos, trying to stop Harry from worrying too much.
"Thank you," said Harry with a small smile.
"Write who?" asked Mrs. Xanatos, wondering who wanted to talk to David about Harry, if it were those Dursleys then she would show them a thing or two about being a parent.
"Harry's godfather asked if I would write him, it seems that he is worried about Harry," answered Mr. Xanatos, putting his wife's mind at ease.
