Eight years old, trip to London.

"Damn it you two! Hurry up; we don't have time for your lolly gagging!" Petunia Dursley said to Harry and Delilah.

Petunia had taken Dudley, Harry and Delilah to London because Dudley needed new clothes. Vernon had to work, so, instead of leaving them to 'destroy the house' she took them too. The group had walked all around the mall and the surrounding area.

Delilah and Harry, who hadn't had any food, were walking very slowly.

"Aunt Petunia, were hungry! We haven't eaten since yesterday!" Harry whined. Delilah nodded her head.

"I don't care! We have twenty minutes left in the fifty percent off sale!" Petunia said and led them to another section of the department store.

Delilah turned to Harry, 'she is so mean. I think that I miss my cousin and her husband.'

'I don't blame you, Lila.' Harry signed back.

Ten years old, Christmas, learning about the wizarding world.

Harry jumped back as Dudley's new toy floated above his head. "Lila!"

Delilah turned at the same time Petunia did and saw the toy soar out the window into the street and be hit by a passing car. Petunia moved to grab Harry but Delilah grabbed him first and led him out of the house.

"Wha-what was that?" Harry nearly shouted at Delilah when they stopped running.

'It's time I defied Dumbledore. I'm going to tell you what really happened to your parents.' Delilah signed. 'They didn't die in a car crash. I honestly doubt that your father had ever been in a car. They were murdered. Betrayed by a friend and murdered.'

"What do you mean, Lila? Aunt Petunia said that they were drunk and died in a car crash. That I got my scar in that crash." Harry said.

'That's a lie that she made up to cover up the truth. Harry, your mum was a witch, your dad was a wizard. You are a wizard.' Delilah told Harry of Voldemort, Peter Pettigrew, Sirius Black and Albus Dumbledore. She told him how Peter betrayed his parents to Voldemort, and framed Sirius. How Dumbledore thought it would be best for him to grow up ignorant of his past and his social standing. She told him he was famous. 'Your parents died so you can live. My father is in Azkaban because he tried to avenge your parents.'

Harry had tears streaming down his face when Delilah finished. "How can I be safe here? They beat both of us, starve us! How can we be safe?"

'Voldemort can't touch you here. There are wards around the house that keeps him out.' Delilah explained.

'This defence is only good until the Dursleys' kill us.' Harry signed.

July 31 1991, Harry and Delilah's birthdays.

"Happy Birthday, Harry." Delilah whispered across the small space between them in the small closet.

"Happy birthday, Lila." Harry whispered back.

"We'll get our Hogwarts letters today." Delilah told him with a smile.

"I know, and then we get to leave here." Harry grinned back at her.

"Come on, we've got to go make the Dursley's their breakfast." Delilah said. "For hopefully the last time!"

Harry and Delilah climbed out of their 'room' and parted ways. Harry went to the kitchen to start on the breakfast, and Delilah went to the door and picked up the mail. Delilah kept the two Hogwarts letters and stuffed them under the little mattress in the closet and then walked to the kitchen.

'The letters are in the room.' Delilah signed to Harry.

"Okay, can you get the eggs?" Harry asked as Vernon Dursley walked into the room.

Immediately after breakfast Harry and Delilah were sent into the closet under the stairs and the Dursleys left without suspicion that anything would be any different when they returned.

A/N: Hey People! Chapter five up. Next chapter will be when a teacher comes to get Harry and Delilah. There will be a small detour on the way for supplies.

Harry and Delilah share the cupboard under the stairs.

Hagrid will not be in the next chapter.

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