"Boy!!!"

yelled uncle vernon from outside his door.he heard heavy feet gollump down the stairs as his uncle left. Years of being adressed thusly left harry little doubt that it was he who was being summoned.

"coming!!!"

Harry yelled back quickly hualing him self out of his bed quickly remaking it with practiced ease. he debated going through his morning routine but one look at the alarm clock [7:04, ended that thought if his uncle had woken him up that early (especially after yesterday) than what ever they wanted would be actually important. so being he left his room and made his way down to the sitting room and waited for his relatives to address him (years of indoctrination are hard to beat," don't ask questions!)

His aunt was the one who addressed him first

"I want you to go back upstairs and get ready were driving into London amd I want ypu to wear your..s...school uniform" she seemed to stutter amd lose heart for a second before finishing her sentence.

"why?"

"dont ask questions! go!" was his aunts only reply. he was almost back to the steps when he uncle called out " and be sure to brush your foul hair!

it was close to 30 minutes later that Harry and the dursleys set out in Vernon's company car."now boy" his uncle called ill be dropping you and your aunt off while I go and pick up Dudley,I want to hear about no...no funny business from your aunt when I get back."

"yes, uncle."

an hour. an hour and a half of silence,how his relatives can sit silent in a car for that long would always astound harry after wall it was him they didn't like not each other,but a little over an hour and a half later he and his aunt were dropped off in a non discript back alley of London business district.

he silently followed his aunt as she walked and appeared to be following a map. "ahh!" she said with an almost satisfied voice. "here we are I think." it was an old half destroyed and heavily graffitied phone box,the phone inside was hanging half off its stand.

"I think it's broken." harry said hesitantly cooking an eyebrow.

"...yyyees. I think that's as it should be"she Mae's to read something in the small pamphlet she was holding.

"this is I believe the "visitors" entrance to your ministry. it wasn't like this when we..." aunt Petunia sighed out loosing heart in her sentence again. "it was a different entrance when my parents had to bring lily here for some test when we were 16 or so."

she approached the broken phone stand and gestured him next to her and closed the door.it was a very tight fit. next petunia put her hand on the dial and turned a certain number waiting is the rotary clicked back into space each time. it was then a disembodied voice called out seeming from every inch of the box

a emotionless cool female voice saying

"name and business today?"

"Petunia dursley and harry potter, we have an appointment in the muggle liason and child welfare office." this news cuase harry to look at his aunt and raise his eyebrows she simply shook her head at him. "yes I know I know"(don't ask questions)

a ringing sound came from the remnants of the payphone and two badges fell into Petunias hand,she looked at both of them and sniffed with disapproval,then handed harry one with his name on it. upon further inspection his badge read "harry potter - multi apntmnt."

it was then that harry noticed that the phone box was lowering into the ground.

the lift rattled downward steadily all the questions he wanted to ask died in his throat not wanting to spook his aunt away from what ever she was doing (she was visibly shaking)

harry reached out and put a comforting hand on her arm. one of the rare moments where he remembered that they were actually family.the voice called out again as they neared the huge atrium that had appeared infront of them. "visitors to the ministry are required to submit their wands for inspection at the security kiosk before continuing into the ministry."

his aunt seemed confused at that so he held out his wand and pointed to a gold security desk with a bored looking man reading a magazine.

even at this hour the atrium appeared near deserted a few people coming or going but it was clear that most of the ministry were in there offices.

as they approached the security desk the man put down is magazine "name? and wand please"the man said "Petunia dursley I don't have a wand I'm nor...non magical." his aunt replied very briskly.

"harry potter. here's my wand sir"

the man put looked at Harry's face then flicked his eyes to his scar. "errrrrrrrrr sir my wand" harry reminded gently. "right you are sir I apologize"

he quickly scaned his wand skewered the results and passed harry back his wand.

"is there a map or directory?" asked his aunt

"Oh yes here." and he hands her another pamphlet.

after studying it for a second she gestured for harry to follow her and set off, in seemingly no time at all they had arrived at a set of double doors labeled "muggle liason officemate they both stepped through.

once through the doors there was a cheerful receptionist that greeted them.

oh you must be our 11:30? Petunia dursley?

she nods her head. "yes, who am I meeting" Petunia asked. "well it'll be two people I believe Mr. Abbot whom I believe you've met. and because of the sensitive nature of inquiries the director her self Elizabeth macavoy.its a little early but were never really busy you head on back and I'll let them know the expect you."

the two walked down the hall in the direction indicated by the receptionist and found them selves before a door marked :director: after knocking and geting a reply they walked in.

the office it's self was on the smaller side and very warm with light browns and bright reds and the decorations made itnseem more open and bigger than it actually was. the director, a youngish (mid thirties) woman with medium length apple red hair and a Grey pant suit sat at her desk with Mr. abbot to the side harry recognized him immediately a girl from his class was his spiting image blonde hair round face large almond shaped blue eyes. early 30s deffinatly. they two at the desk welcomed them and they all sat.

"well Mrs. dursley what can my department help you with"the directr asked,she glanced over at harry.

"err.. yes... well I can see you know who this is?" Petunia said hesitantly

"yes, and I was going through trying to find your or his file and interestingly enough there isn't one not a single instance of interaction between the ministry and your family untill yesterday when the instant involving your wards familiar accurd.This is not only a rare occurance its impossible. one of my people and an agent from child welfare services should have been by yearly to do a check on him since you never adopted him. and I assume this isn't about a possible adoption..." Petunia shook her head.and diracter macavoy continued "than I am rather confused as to what my department is being asked of Mrs. dursley?"

petunia cleared her throat clearly uncomfortable"well I was hoping this department could point harry here towards legal council. council that focuses on emancipation."

sorry couldn't resist a cliff hanger there I don't want my chapters outrageously long and that seemed like a great spot to end this one on

ok here's another one for today I've had several follows so there are people interested enough and I had free time enough to write this. I don't nor will I have a set writing or posting schedule

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