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Chapter 27

Mr. Xanatos,

My representatives will be coming to pick up Harry Potter in two days. Have him packed and ready to leave at that time. My representatives will return him to the Dursleys for the rest of the summer.

Minister of Magic,

Cornelius Fudge

"Puck." called Mr. Xanatos, sounding angry that the minster hadn't listened to him.

"Davey, what's wrong?" asked Puck, after he appeared in the room.

"We need to talk," was Puck's answer. With this said, Puck and Mr. Xanatos went to his office to talk. When they were done, Mr. Xanatos wrote another letter to Fudge. But first, he asked Puck if Lord Oberon would come to talk to him about this.

With a nod of understanding, Puck called Lord Oberon and he asked if he would come and talk to Mr. Xanatos. When Lord Oberon asked why and Puck told him, Lord Oberon did not come but he did agree that Mr. Xanatos was right. He told Puck to tell Xanatos that he would deal with Fudge himself. With that said the conversation was over between Lord Oberon and Puck.

With Lord Oberon

Lord Oberon stepped into Queen Titania's mirror and appeared in front of Cornelius Fudge. Who looked like he had wet his pants when he saw Lord Oberon.

"Who are you?" asked a stuttering Fudge.

"We are Oberon, Lord of the third race, and we need to talk to you." said Lord Oberon.

At this, Fudge's eyes went wide and he went very pale. He understood what this meant as he had heard all the old pure blood tales that the pure blood's where told when they were children by their parents.

"Why are you here?" asked very scared Fudge.

"We have been watching you. We have seen that you are power crazy. So hear us now stay away from the Xanatos or you will pay." said Lord Oberon, in his big, deep and powerful voice that he only used for scaring people likes the idiot of a minster.

By this time, Fudge was ready to pass out because everyone knew that to piss off Lord Oberon or his children was to risk more pain than death itself.

"I have no wish to get you mad, but theirs a boy that the Xanatos have that needs to be with his family." said Fudge who was trying not to wet himself, again.

"Young Harry? That is what this is about?" said Lord Oberon with one of his eyebrows raised in surprise and understanding.

"Yes." said Fudge with a nervous nod of his head.

"Well, that is an easy matter. We have talked to young Harry, and seen that the Dursleys abused him. So he stays with the Xanatos. If I find anyone trying to take him from the Xanatos, they will wish they were dead. We are watching young Harry, and he, unlike you, has manners," said Lord Oberon.