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Chapter 20
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"Oh, well, that was easy," said Puck while shrugging his shoulders, Harry mock glares at him. Turns out that Puck thought that it would be funny to teleport them into the living room with out telling Harry.
Hearing foot steps, Harry and Puck look up to see Mrs. Xanatos with a happy Alex in her arms, she nods to them in greeting which is returned and then sets Alex on his rug with a few toys where he starts to play.
Finding a comfy spot, Harry takes out his Transfiguration book and got some paper and a pen from when Alex teleported them all to write letters with. Look at his essay with fond memories of his father and godfather, the subject of the essay is the animagus transformation. After awhile Harry heard some one walking into the living room, with a quick glance up he continued with his essay. It was only Mr. Xanatos sitting at his desk and by the look of things to do some of his work; it wasn't anything to worry about like death eaters.
"Puck," called Mr. Xanatos, after finishing what he had been writing.
"Davey, why the call?" asked Puck, appearing by his side out of no where.
"I've just wrote a letter to Harry's godfather, could you go ver it for me and make sure I've added everything in and if there is anything you think I should add?" asked Mr. Xanatos.
"Sure thing, Davey, don't worry," answered Puck. Mr. Xanatos handed Puck the letter and Puck made sure everything was in order. Afterwards he went to give Alex his magic lesson.
Dear Sirius,
In your letter to Harry, you asked me to write you. My name is David Xanatos, and Harry is baby-sitting for me. But, when Harry first babysat my son, I gave him $50 and I have found out that the Dursleys took it from him. What surprised me the most was that Harry had bruises on him and had nightmares. Since Harry has been here, he has had no nightmares. I have reason to think that returning Harry to the Dursleys could kill him.
Because during the first week he was here he needed to see a doctor because of what happened at the Dursleys. The day after he got here he passed out. The doctor that saw him said it was because he had not eaten anything in two weeks. Harry told us that at the time he came here he had been at the Dursleys for two weeks.
I have taken steps to insure that what happened never happens again and as for what happened you need to ask Harry. Because it is not my place to tell you that however I will tell you that he is a very sweet and well mannered young man. He has all of his homework done, and he is great with my son. Alex, my son, looks up to Harry. How anyone could be mean or hurt Harry, I have no idea why because he is so nice. It surprised me that Harry is a wizard, but that is no trouble. If you want to you can come and visit, even if you aren't cleared of the charges.
David Xanatos
Mr. Xanatos got up and walked to Harry who when he saw Mr. Xanatos stopped studying and looked up to him.
"Harry, could you send this to your godfather for me?" Mr. Xanatos asked.
"Sure, I'll send it with Hedwig when she gets back from hunting," answered Harry with a nod, putting the letter safely away into his bag. With a nod Mr. Xanatos walked back to his desk.
Harry was about to start his essay again, it was nearly finished, when Alex came over and started to read Harry's Transfiguration book. To stop this Harry tried one of the oldest tricks in the book and gave Alex a chocolate frog. It worked for awhile, Alex stopped reading and eat the chocolate frog quietly but after he had finished, Alex went back to try and read the book again.
"Alex, mixing magic is bad," said Harry, trying to reason with Alex.
"I know," said Alex simply.
"Well, why read a book about magic when you can't use it?" Asked Harry, again trying to get Alex to see reason.
"Don't," was Alex's reply.
"I'm not winning here I am," Harry said with a small sigh.
"Nope," said a smiling Alex
"Puck, help," said Harry, finally realizing that he couldn't win this by himself.
