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Love and Family
Chapter 1: Help Me
Monday, July 31st, 1989
#4 Privet Drive
To Whom It May Concern,
My name is Harry Potter. I'm nine years old and live at #4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey. Help Me.
That's as far as Harry got before passing out. The paper disappeared and Harry would forget about it until the next day.
Tuesday, August 1st, 1989
The door to Harry's cupboard opened.
"Get in the kitchen and make breakfast, boy. And you'd best not burn it unless you want a repeat of your birthday present yesterday." said Vernon.
Harry turned to go as there was a knock on the door.
"Who the bloody hell would be here at this time in the morning!?" asked Vernon while going and answering the door. "What do you want?"
"I apologize for the early hour, but I need to see Harry Potter." said the woman at the door.
Vernon knew this woman was one of them if she was asking for the boy.
"There's no one by that name here." said Vernon starting to shut the door.
"I don't think you are being honest with me." said the woman pulling her wand out making Vernon stop.
"I don't bloody care whether you believe me or not! Go away!" yelled Vernon slamming and locking the door.
Before he made it to the kitchen to make the boy pay the door blasted open and the woman came inside.
"Harry Potter, will you please come out here?" asked the woman.
A small boy came out of the kitchen and the woman could already tell that he hadn't been treated well. He was malnourished and looked a lot younger than the nine years she knew he was except for in his eyes. His eyes had a hardened look to them that made him seem older.
"I… I'm Harry."
"Get back in the kitchen, boy!" yelled Vernon taking a step toward Harry and dropping to the ground when hit by a flash of red light.
"Harry, my name is Amelia Bones. Do you recognize this piece of paper?" said Amelia holding out the paper.
Harry stepped forward and took the paper recognizing his hand writing and remembering last night.
"Where did you get this?" asked Harry.
"It was on my desk when I got into work this morning. Would you please tell me what happened to make you write that?" asked Amelia.
"Where do you work?" asked Harry.
"I'm the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement." said Amelia.
"Magical?" asked Harry.
At that moment Dudley started to come downstairs, but saw the woman and ran back up yelling for his mum. Petunia came running downstairs.
"Who are you…Vernon!" yelled Petunia running to where Vernon was on the ground. "What did you do?"
"He's only stunned. Harry, I don't know if I'm the one to tell you, but you're a wizard." said Amelia.
"I'm a wizard? You mean I can do what you did to Uncle Vernon?" asked Harry.
"Not quite yet, but in two years you'll start Hogwarts and learn that and lots of other magic." said Amelia.
"What's Hogwarts?" asked Harry.
"You should've told him this stuff a long time ago." said Amelia with an angry look at Petunia.
"We promised to make him normal. We're not having a freak like my sister in the house." said Petunia.
"That brings me back to my original question. Harry, tell me what happened to make you write that." said Amelia.
Harry looked at Vernon and Petunia.
"Don't worry, Harry, they can't hurt you while I'm here." said Amelia.
"What happens when you leave?" asked Harry.
"If what I think is happening in this house is happening then I will be taking you with me." said Amelia.
Harry thought about it for a minute before starting.
"I was making dinner yesterday when Dudley came into the kitchen and pushed me into the stove burning my hand, which made me knock the pans of food onto the floor. Uncle Vernon came running in at the noise and yelled at me for wasting the food that he worked so hard for and punched me in the stomach causing me to fall to the ground where he then started kicking me. I felt something snap in my chest area and then my left arm when he picked up the chair and hit me with it. He then picked me up and threw me in my cupboard." said Harry.
"Your cupboard?" asked Amelia.
Harry pointed to the door on the staircase.
"That's where I sleep. Freaks don't deserve their own bedroom." said Harry.
Amelia had enough, but asked, "Are there any other times that you've been hit by your relatives like this?"
"More times than I can count, but I've always healed by the next day. Sometimes Vernon will re-break the bones because he's mad that they healed overnight." said Harry.
"Harry, I want you to think about all the times you've been hurt by your relatives and I'm going to place my wand on your head above your ear." said Amelia.
"Will it hurt?" asked Harry.
"No, Harry, it won't hurt." said Amelia.
Harry thought of all the times he'd been hurt by his relatives and Amelia touched his temple with her wand and pulled out a very long silvery strand from him and placed it into a jar she pulled out of her pocket.
"What I just did there was copy your memories of abuse from your relatives and they'll be used to build a case against them. For now I need to use their phone to call the Muggle authorities to take in Vernon and Dudley as they are the only ones that I know for certain have done something. Once they are in custody I'll be taking you to where I work and I'll start looking at your memories." said Amelia.
Ministry of Magic
After questioning Harry and Amelia, the Muggle Police took Vernon and Dudley into custody along with informing Petunia that there would be an investigation and that she could be facing charges as well. Amelia watched the memories that were provided by Harry and was disgusted by the treatment he was given by the Dursley's.
"Ma'am, what is going to happen to me?" asked Harry.
"Call me Amelia, Harry and I don't know. I'm supposed to turn you over to Child Services where they will find you a suitable home, but with your celebrity anyone who takes you in could be doing it just because of your fame." said Amelia.
"Can I stay with you?" asked Harry.
"Since there's an open investigation that would be acceptable, but I have a niece and I would need to make sure that she's ok with it. Do you have any problems with girls?" asked Amelia.
"No, ma'am." said Harry.
"Today's my niece, Susan's birthday so you'll meet her and her best friend Hannah when we get to the house." said Amelia.
Amelia apparated Harry to the manor since he'd already travelled that way with her to the ministry. She'd work with him on the other methods of travel later.
"Susan is normally swimming during the summer so I think we'll find her out here." said Amelia showing Harry to the pool. "Susan are you out here…"
Susan was out there sunbathing while Hannah was in the pool and Harry got a good look at her budding breasts before,
"Auntie!" yelled Susan covering up.
"I'm sorry, Susan, but I wanted to introduce you to Harry Potter. He'll be staying with us for awhile." said Amelia.
"Harry Potter? Kill me now." cried Susan running into the house and up the stairs.
"I'll go make sure she's ok. It's nice to meet you, Harry." said Hannah.
"She hates me." said Harry.
"She doesn't hate you, Harry. She's just embarrassed that you saw her topless." said Amelia.
"I can show her mine if she'd like." said Harry making Amelia laugh at the unintended meaning of Harry's statement.
Author's Note: A different idea for a Harry/Susan story. If I continue this one I'll fix this first chapter. Please review and let me know what you think.