Professor Albus Dumbledore paused at the start of Privet Drive when he saw the number of lampposts illuminating the street. "That won't do", he said quietly pulling out his deluminator and using it to remove the light from the lampposts. Now Privet Drive was completely in darkness save for the odd light here and there from porches and windows. It didn't matter about those lights as it was dark enough so that no muggles would see Hagrid on his flying motorcycle. A cat meowed, catching his attention. He glanced down and smiled at the feline whom he recognised as being Professor McGonagall in her animagus form. "I should have known that you would be here...Professor McGonagall".
Professor Dumbledore watched as the tabby cat grew, changing into the form of the transfiguration teacher "Good evening, Professor Dumbledore", she said politely. They walked past a couple of doors before McGonagall spoke again "Are the rumours true, Albus?"
She heard whispers that You-Know-Who had gone to Godric's Hollow to kill the Potter family. He'd managed to succeed in killing James and Lily but not Ember. The stories varied in what exactly happened to You-Know-Who after his killing curse rebounded when he tried to use it on the infant. Some said he died. Others say that he was extremely weakened. While McGonagall had hoped the former was true, she had a bad feeling it was most likely to be the latter.
"I'm afraid so, Professor. The good, and the bad", Dumbledore replied solemnly.
"And the girl?" McGonagall asked.
"Hagrid is bringing her", Dumbledore replied.
The Head of Gryffindor looked at the wizard in surprise "Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?" she questioned.
"Ah, Professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life", the old wizard assured her.
There was a roar of an engine sounded in the sky making both professors look up in time to see a large flying motorcycle descending. It lands on the street, skidding a little before coming to a halt. Its rider, Rubeus Hagrid, pulls off his goggles. "Professor Dumbledore, Sir. Professor McGonagall", he greeted as he got off the motorcycle.
"No problems, I trust Hagrid?" Dumbledore asked.
The Keeper of Keys shook his head "No sir", he answered "the little lady fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol". Hagrid then carefully removed the infant from the sling that rested across his chest.
"Albus, do you really think it's safe, leaving her with these people?" McGonagall asked quietly as they walked down the street towards number 4 where the Dursleys lived "I've been watching them all day. They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are…"
"That may be the case but this the only place she would be safe", Dumbledore said interrupting her. McGonagall nodded in understanding.
"This girl will be famous. There won't be a child in our world who doesn't know her name", she pointed out.
"Exactly. She's better off growing up away from all that. Until she is ready", Dumbledore said before he gently placed Ember down on the ground by the front door. He then places a letter on top of her. "Good luck...Ember Potter", Dumbledore said softly after he stood.
Not long after they'd left, there was a loud crack and two people appeared. A woman with ginger hair, dressed in modern clothing and a man with black hair, wearing something that made him look a bit like a pirate. The two of them approached the house and knelt down in front of the slumbering infant.
"Goodbye, my sweet girl", Azalea whispered, setting down a music box next to their daughter. The Blacksmith pressed a light kiss on the baby's forehead. "Are we doing the right thing?" she asked as they reluctantly walked away from their child. It was just as hard to leave her like it was the last time when they entrusted their daughter to her twin sister and her husband.
"Honestly? No I don't think we are", the Time Lord admitted "but it's the only way to keep her safe from my people and the Dark Lord's followers". Azalea stopped walking and looked back at Ember. "One day we'll all be together again", her husband assured her "I promise".