AN: The breaking out everyone in Azkaban was from another fanfic with a similar plot. I cannot remember the name.

Ddragon21: This is because he never did any accidental magic there. He was always relatively calm, the only magic being when he randomly teleported in there.

In the year since Dinky arrived, she had discovered several new runes, Life, Death, Projection, and Siphon. Just as Dinky sucks the life from a potato, alarms go off. "Don't worry, just more Aurors." GLaDOS broadcasts, before focusing on the door outside. Oddly enough, only one is present, he is old, and he isn't fat. He strokes his beard idly as he occasionally knocks, and shivers slightly despite the heat. He also wears a ridiculous grey wizard hat.

"Who are you, what do want, and when will you leave?" GLaDOS says to the man, and he jumps, startled. He clears his throat, and responds in a poorly crafted confident tone, "I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I am here because the Aurors have all failed to get Harry and bring him back to his guardians, and I was hoping to use a more... diplomatic approach. I will leave when I have Harry." GLaDOS hums for a few seconds.

"Why do you want him to be with those abusive morons?" GLaDOS says, intentionally offhandedly. The look of shock on the old man's face was everything she'd hoped and more.

"ABUSIVE?!" GLaDOS sighs.

"Yes, abusive. When I took him in, he was weak, underfed, and wore clothes so baggy and ripped I wouldn't put them on an animal."

"Bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-but..." GLaDOS sighs again.

"I felt the same way when Dinky, the other in my care, started exhibiting 'magical' abilities. Listen, he's safe here, he's fine, and if you want testimony from him I'll even let you down here. DON'T BREAK ANYTHING." The door swings open, revealing the elevator.

"You killed the Aurors, didn't you?" Dumbledore takes a step back in fear.

"Yes, but they threatened me first. I offered them the chance to leave. Every time, they decided not to. You, however, are nicer than them, and seem more trustworthy. As such, I am letting you down here, if only to see Harry, and only if you DO NOT BREAK ANYTHING."

Dumbledore step cautiously in to the elevator, the door closing behind him, and it begins to move down. "How is Harry developing?" He asks timidly.

"He is developing quite well. He has not developed any murderous impulses, he is very intelligent, and he has no medical defects."

"H-how about magically?"

GLaDOS is silent for a second, before responding, "Harry has not shown any ability in magic. He has not been able to activate Dinky's runes. No fire, no levitation, nothing."

"B-But that's impossible! He destroyed Voldemort as a child! He can't just not have magic!"

"Your complaint has been filed for later examination. In the meantime, we're here."

The elevator moves into GLaDOS' chamber, revealing to the aged wizard the massive form of the dreaded AI herself. "Hello, Dumbledore. One moment." She broadcasts a message for Harry to come to her chamber, and Dumbledore stares at her, jaw at the floor for a good ten seconds before he sputters out, "WH-WHAT ARE YOU?!"

GLaDOS chuckles, and responds kindly, "My name is GLaDOS. I am a personality core, created by Aperture Science to take care of their facility. I have been doing so for nearly eleven thousand years, now." Dumbledore makes a sound like he's trying to spit, and bends over, much to GLaDOS' amusement.

"Eleven thousand?!" He gasps, and GLaDOS just laughs. At that moment, Harry walks into the main room, saying, "Hey, GLaDOS, what'd you... need..." He trails off as he sees the elderly wizard staring incredulously at his caretaker, "Who's this?"

"This is Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, or so he says," GLaDOS chuckles, "He also claims to not have known that your ex-guardians were abusive. I personally believe him."

Dumbledore coughs, and says, "Yes, Harry. I... I am the Headmaster of Hogwarts, as it has been said, and I was worried. I thought you might be dead. That... I wouldn't be happy, Harry. Your parents both studied under me, and I was rather fond of them. As did your Godfather. I... I am sorry. When I put you under the care of your aunt and uncle, I had no idea they would abuse you. I..." He looks down, seemingly about to cry, "I'm so sorry, Harry. I never meant for you to be mistreated. I came to take you back, but... You look very healthy here. I'll just go." He turns to leave, but GLaDOS stops him by raising the elevator too high for him to reach.

"Godfather?" Dumbledore sighs.

"Yes, Sirius Black. He was convicted of betraying Harry's parents to Voldemort. I never believed he could have done it. I still don't, but, the evidence..." Dumbledore looks down again, "I'm sorry. I know it couldn't have been him, Harry." He turns to Harry, "If whoever did do it hadn't covered his or her tracks so well, you'd have your Godfather. You never would have been abused."

"I wish I could meet him." Harry sighs.

GLaDOS hums, and comes up with an idea almost instantly. "One moment."

-THE INCENERATOR-

"Rick, why are you in the incinerator?" GLaDOS exasperatedly asks the adventure core, who is zooming about the incinerator. "Uhm, adventure? Because adventure? And, uh... danger?" He responds meekly. GLaDOS sighs, and states simply, "Just get up here."

-The Main Room-

"Rick is on his way. Where is Sirius Black locked up, Dumbledore?" GLaDOS suddenly states to the aged wizard. "Azkaban." He sputters out in surprise.

Her chassis comes up very close to the wizard. "Where is Azkaban?" "Underwater! I'll show you where!" He sputters again, this time in panic, before summoning up a map, which is quickly snatched up by a claw.

"Thank you." Rick rushes into the main room, crying out, "Whatcha need, Boss?" GLaDOS turns to look at him, and then calls up ATLAS. "ATLAS, Rick is going to be borrowing your body for a bit." ATLAS removes his core, and GLaDOS attaches Rick, handing him the map. "Take 300 turrets to this location. Break out all the prisoners, and put them in relaxation chambers. Bring the one known as Sirius Black to me. DO NOT SCREW UP." Rick salutes GLaDOS, and rushes off to get the turrets, while ATLAS is connected to the management rail. "You are taking Rick's place for a few days. Go adventure or something." And then he scoots off down the rail.

"Azkaban is supposed to be impossible to break out of, though!" Dumbledore states simply, looking as though he already knows he's about to be proven wrong. GLaDOS chuckles.

"They said the same thing about death, yet I'm still here."

AN: Poll is up. Who should Harry be with, viewers?