"You are going to stay with the Dursley's. You will be safe there. You will meet Harry. He lives there too." Dumbledore told me when he came the next day. "You are not to tell him of the wizarding world. Understand?"
I signed, 'the only thing I understand is that you hate Harry and want him to be miserable. The only thing not telling him will accomplish, will be making him mad, and end up turning into the very thing you are trying to keep him from. No good will come of it. But I will tell him what I wish, what he deserves to know. Can professor McGonagall take me?'
"Fine, I won't tell him, but he does deserve to know. I won't lie to him if he asks me directly. I want McGonagall to take me." Nymphadora translated to the great idiot that doesn't know sign language.
"Very well." He said, "But remember, you will not tell him about the wizarding world." He said. I felt the tingling feeling of legimency; my mental shields went up full power.
'Stop with the legimency, it wont work on me. I don't enjoy being attacked by someone who is supposedly someone so great.' I signed angrily.
I watched as Dora's face changed into a very angry one with hair that looked like fire and eyes so bright they could almost blind. "Stop assaulting my cousin." She said in a deadly tone.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." Dumbledore said.
"Yes you do you ass, you've been using legimency on me!" Delilah yelled surprising everyone; she hadn't made a sound since she'd been there.
"You talked; I supposed we have passed your stubbornness." Dumbledore said cheerfully.
"No, we have discovered that you are probably the worst Headmaster this school has ever had." Delilah said. Then signed, 'I'm pretty sure the courts would love to know that you attack your student's and people that aren't your student's minds. Maybe I'll tell them that while I get a trial for my dad.'
"You won't be going to the ministry at all." Dumbledore said then swept out of the room.
"Bastard!" I muttered then fell back into my self imposed silence.
Later that day McGonagall came to the hospital wing and told me to get dressed. As I dressed, McGonagall told me where she was going.
'Surry, but the Malfoy Manor is only a few miles from there!' I signed.
"I know, but they won't look for you in a muggle house." McGonagall said.
'Are you sure?' I signed. 'They like to punish people if they did something wrong.'
"Well, you didn't do anything wrong. So there is nothing to worry about." McGonagall said.
McGonagall led me up the walk to a house on a street that every house looks the same and she knocked on the door. We waited a moment and then a woman with a face like a horse's rear opened the door.
"Go away." She said.
"Petunia, I am here to see Harry and introduce him to someone." The aged professor said gesturing to me.
"Too bad, he is not seeing any of you people ever! I refuse to let you in." The woman -Petunia- said.
"I believe that you will let me in or I will let us in." McGonagall said.
The woman looked at the professor, then at me, and sullenly let us enter the small house. She led us to a living room and told us to sit. She scurried out of the room, shouted for a boy and then shoved a small black haired green-eyed boy. He looked about five by the size of him. I knew it was him from the photos I had of him and I and our parents.
His eyes were round as he looked at the both of us. "H-hello."
"Hello Harry." Professor said.
I waved.
"Harry, I am professor McGonagall, I taught your parents when they were at school. This is Delilah, she doesn't speak much, I'm sure she could teach you sign language though. I was wondering if you would like a friend here?" she said to him.
His eyes got wider and a smile spread across his face. "Really? She's going to stay?"
He then looked frightened and shrunk away from the professor and looked like he was braced for a smack.
"She won't hit you Harry." I said.
He looked at me and then pointed at a bruise on my arm that hadn't healed yet. "Then who is that from?"
"My cousin's husband." I said and then closed my mouth and eyes and tried to wash away the memories of the beatings and the curses that were thrown at me.
"Oh." He said.
At this moment, the horse faced woman re-entered the room and said that I may not stay. McGonagall pointed out that it was on Dumbledore's orders that I was there. The woman reluctantly agreed and then McGonagall was walked to the door, said goodbye to me and Harry and she left up the street.
A/N: 'Ello 'ello. How are you? I wrote! Le Gaspe! Lol. That was short, I know, but its hard to get it longer. The next on I will try to get it longer.
The next chapter will be bits and pieces of the rest of Harry and Delilah's childhood. It will include the fateful day that Harry learns the truth from Deli.
It will be choppy! This is your warning!
Pease out!