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Harry felt strange, seeing the scottish woman put herself in front of him. Her glaring at his Aunt as if trying to kill her with only her gaze was scary.
"Have you no shame Petunia?" *The older woman hissed, making his Aunt freeze in shock. Petunia clearly remembering the woman that once helped her sister embark in her life in the magic world.
The stern woman then turned to Harry, kneeling to look him eye to eye.
"Hello Mr. Potter, I'm Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts" She smiled kindly. "You requested someone to help you with entering the magic world, am I correct?" Harry could only nod.
"HE CAN NOT GO!" His aunt screamed, but was only met with a fiery glare from the older woman.
"Please Mr. Potter, go to your room; I will talk to your Aunt first" She then got up and glared at Petunia.
The little wizard was conflicted, but the stern woman scared him more than his Aunt at the moment, so he just went to his cupboard before a hand on his shoulder stopped him.
"Mr. Potter, I believed I told you to go to your room, not the cupboard" The woman said sternly
"B-but this is my room" Harry responded quietly, opening the door to reveal his barely lit cupboard, a small, weak light hanging from the ceiling, and a ragged dog mattress on the ground. A stained bucket and a couple of books were the only privileges that he had in there.
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Minerva McGonagall considered herself a calm woman. Stern yes, but easily angered and unfair? Never. So when she felt young Harry wince at her death grip on his shoulder, she knew she had crossed a point in her anger that she did not know she had.
"Then please Mist- Harry, please go to your room, I will collect you later" She said trying to sound calm, but by the frighted look on the young wizard's face, I did not work. But Harry complied quickly, shutting his door. Minerva took her wand and locked the cupboard, placing a deafening charm in it, so the poor boy could not hear her. Then she turned to Petunia. The woman was frozen against the wall, obviously fearing the witch in front of her.
"What did you do?" The professor hissed, obviously mad.
"W-we did nothing! The boy is fine!" Petunia tried, maybe she could placate the woman in front of her?
"Don't you dare lie to me!" The scottish lioness roared. A vase exploded near Petunia, making the younger woman jump in fear "He is obviously abused! I can see the bones on his face for Merlin's sake!" *She pointed her wand at the giraffe looking woman.
"We never wanted him!" Petunia cried. Her skin palling at the sight of the furious woman in front of her, she tried to run but McGonagall blocked her path.
"Why did you not put him in an orphanage then? Why hurt him?" McGonagall said in a questioning tone, before realizing "Is this a revenge against Lily? Making her son hurt? Abusing the thing that she loved the most?" The professor said disbelieving the word that were coming out of her own mouth.
"GET OUT! I DO NOT ALLOW YOU IN MY HOUSE!" Petunia screeched, trying to gain a semblance of control.
"With pleasure you monstrous cow." She then removed the charms around Harry's cupboard. "I'm going. But Harry is coming with me!"
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Harry was scared. The woman, someone from Hogwarts came to him, but obviously things did not go as planned. He was anxious to know what was happening, but he could not hear out of his cupboard. He was excited about the possibility of magic, so he really wanted her to be a good person, but she looked really stern. Besides, the way the woman glared at his Aunt made him a little scared, even if she defended him. But anything was better than here. Not hearing anything made him even more nervous; maybe they had calmed down? More time passed, and he got worried. Maybe his Aunt convinced the woman to leave. He knew that if this happened, the beating he would take would make all others look like love taps.
Soon, he could hear sound again, catching the end of the professor's talk.
"-I'm going. But Harry is coming with me!" He heard the professor exclaim, and hope blossom in his chest. Finally, finally, he would be free. Maybe the magic world was nicer than the normal one.
"NO! HE IS MINE!" He could hear his aunt screech, confusing him. Didn't his aunt hate him? Why want for him to stay?
"Yours? What are you talk-" He heard the professor gasp. "YOU SICK, TWISTED BITCH!" There was a sound of something breaking before the scottish woman said something that he could not understand. The door to his cupboard finally opened. He looked at the woman, who was clearly still mad, with fear.
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McGonagall was mad. No mad was not enough; she was choleric. She remembered a detail that would have been better forgotten. How Petunia looked at James Potter at his wedding with Lily. She remembered, as clear as day, the glare of pure jealousy and envy directed at Lily and the one of pure desire toward James. Obviously, that desire had to go somewhere... She did not want to think anymore about this. Harry was safe with her now.
She looked at the little boy in front of her, obviously scared of how furious she was. Falling on her knees, she pulled him closer, hugging him tightly.
"It's okay Harry, you are safe now"
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Harry, for the first time in his little life, felt truly safe. He was crying, not knowing why. He sobbed, hugging the older woman for comfort, trying to stop and breathe, but it was always interrupted by a painful sob. Why did he felt like crying when he was so happy? Why cry when you feel relief? In a moment that felt like it lasted hours, he cried. But eventually, he had no more tears to cry after soaking the professor's clothes, who smiled kindly at him.
"C-can you show me magic?" He asked shyly, too emotional to think. McGonagall only laughed, lifting herself off the ground and offering him her hand.
"I will show you all the magic you want Harry. Come, let me take you to our world" Her smile kind and warm, Harry could not help but to follow her happily. Magic world here he comes!
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If Harry was not completely overwhelmed, he probably would have noticed the new chair in the middle of the room or questioned where his Aunt was.