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Chapter 1

In perfectly normal looking house an argument was taking place on what would be needed to make sure people continued to see them as normal. Harry Potter lay as quietly as he could on his cot in the small broom closet thinking back to what this could mean for him. For the last 5 years Harry had lived in this small cupboard. The house the cupboard was located in belonged to Vernon and Petunia Dursely. They were his aunt and uncle, which made them family, but Harry was sure it wasn't normal for family to be treated how he was. After all that is what the argument was all about, as he continued to listen.

"Vernon someone is asking questions again," Petunia said.

"Who is asking the questions this time Pet? I thought we took care of this all last year, we were assured that people would not question us about the freak again." As Vernon thought back to the meeting last year his blood pressure rise, as he remembered how it went.

Flashback to shortly after the start of Harry's first year of School.

Shortly after starting school for the first time last year they had been called into a meeting to discuss the Freak. As they walked into the meeting they were greeted by the schools Headmaster and the Freaks teacher. Also in attendance was a woman that they did not recognize, who had a very serious face on. After introductions were done it was discovered that the woman was from the government and worked with family's that took in orphans.

As they talked about the Freak and how he came to live with them the dammed woman keep asking question they didn't want to answer. Finally it was determined that the woman would come out the next day to me with the Freak. To think that they might get in trouble for what the freak said was just to much to take.

So right when they got home that night he ordered Petunia to send the message to that old Freak just like they had been instructed if something like this should ever happen. Then he turned and head to the small door in the hallway to let the Freak know how unhappy he was with all this.

In the meantime Petunia hurried up the stairs to the master bedroom. When she walked it she paused to look around and admire just how normal the room was. A large king bed perfectly made covered it a light beige comforter with pillows perfectly arranged at the head. Both dressers look just right with the few knick knacks arranged just right.

Petunia walked across the room and headed right towards the closet. As she opened up the closet she sneered at the one thing that she knew was out of place in here home. In the back corner of the closet was the reason she had to clean her own room because she could not let the freak find it. Pulling the box out she dug through the few items inside to pull out a plain alarm clock. Looking at it as something that might bite her at any moment she carefully turned the dial till both hands where pointed to the twelve. As soon as both hands were in place there was a loud noise as the alarm clock went off, which saw Petunia just as quickly throwing in the box and heading out the room.

Far north of Little Whining, in a castle in Scotland a ring began to vibrate. Albus Dumbledore looked down at his hand examining the ring on his hand. It had been many years since he thought about that ring and had hoped everything was okay. He leaned over to Minerva McGonagall to whisper, "Something has come up and I need to step out of the castle for the evening. I'm sure you can handle things tonight." Without waiting for a reply Dumbledore stood quickly from the head table in the great hall, giving one last long look to the lemon pie he was about to enjoy he quickly made his way to the side room off the great hall.

While Dumbledore left he missed the glare that his Deputy McGonagall sent his way that would have sent almost any student running. All of this was not by some of the students, both Slytherin and Gryffindor's wondered what the Headmaster had done to receive such disdain from Professor McGonagall. The Ravenclaws wondered where the headmaster was going as he had never left during a meal before. The Hufflepuffs seemed the most stunned as everyone know of the Headmaster's love for all sweet lemon items, it was unthinkable that he would leave the pie untouched. They were worried what could cause the Headmaster to leave his precious lemon confection behind.

Back in Little Whining at number four Private Drive Vernon had just finished putting his belt back on after relieving some stress on the freak, when the center of his living room a ball of fire materialized. Blinking his eyes to clear the spots, Vernon stared at the old Freak who had placed such a burden on his family. Standing in front of him was an old man in what appeared to be a bright blue robe, with a sun that appeared to be disappearing at the bottom and white clouds that were actually floating across.

"Good evening Vernon what seems to be the problem?" Dumbledore said in a calm soothing voice. Looking around everything seemed ok. Reaching out with his magic he determined the wards he had set seemed to be just fine. So he settled his eyes on the man in front of him as he waited to hear what the emergency was.

Just as Vernon's head reached a nice said of purple he finally found a voice again. "It most certainly is note a nice evening having to deal with freaks like you. Just this afternoon we were questioned on how we treat the freak you dropped on our doorstep. We have done as you have asked when you came to meet us that next day. We feed and clothe him, with what little money you give us. We treat him with a firm hand to make sure he stays in line, yet here we are being questioned about what we do in our own home."

As Petunia entered the room Dumbledore responded as it seemed that Vernon had run out of air. "Good evening Petunia so nice to see you. Now Vernon is the 250 pounds you receive not suffiecent to raise Harry we will discuss that, but first what is the emercency."

"Tommorow a lady from the government will come and talk to the Freak, and to observe things like where he sleeps. Depending on the lies the freak tells he could be removed from our care." Petunia shrieked.

Having taken a few seconds to glance into their minds Dumbledore quickly determined that things were going just how he wanted them to here for the most part. He had decided that sacrifices must be made for the greater good and one of those would be Harry's childhood. Harry needed to see Dumbledore as his savior when he arrived at Hogwarts, so he knew his childhood would suffer by living with the Dursley's, which needed to continue. "I see, what time will the lady arrive tomorrow?"

"At five in the evening," stated Petunia.

"Ok I will be here then to help her understand. I will also make a visit to the School to help the teachers understand also. This should help any future questions being asked. I really must thank you for all that you are doing in raising Harry. Now how much do you feel you need each month to raise young Harry," Dumbledore said while sitting on the couch.

With a glint of greed in his eye Vernon quickly responded, "That lad is always eating, and it seems he is growing so fast we need new clothes every month. I think that a 1,000 would not be unreasonable, after all he should contribute some to the upkeep of the home he lives in."

Taking a second to do some quick math in his head and determining that sacrifices could be made, Molly would just have to understand. "I understand that he is a growing boy so for every month he is in residence here 1000 is fine but when he begins school it will be 250. If that is all I will see you tomorrow, good day to you." With a loud crack he was gone.

Laying on a small cot trying to find a position that didn't hurt thoughts were running through Harry's mind so fast. Who was that, what happens to the money for me, why will the man take care of things. Harry was left with so many questions and no answers not that he had much time to think as Aunt Petunia started banging on the cupboard.

"Get a move on freak, dinner should have been started ten minutes ago," shrieked Aunt Petunia.

The next day Albus Dumbledore went to the school Harry attends to meet with all the staff in a meeting he had arranged on behalf of Fortuna Academy about a legacy student they had done to attend. After meeting with the staff Dumbledore was confident that no more questions would be asked and Harry would realize just what kind of effort teachers expected of him. No need for the boy to stress about such things, no need at all.

That evening the meeting with the lady for the government went much the same way Dumbledore made sure that any issues involving Harry would be brought to Mrs. Palmer's attention. The Dursley's were quite horrified at how easily Dumbledore manipulated the women with his blasted stick but dared not say anything. In the end it didn't matter as most of it was oblivated from there mind. All of which was for the greater good.

Once Mrs. Palmer left Dumbledore decided it was time finish things up and get back to Hogwarts. "Now everything should be fine going forward. In less than five years young Harry will becoming to Hogwarts." At this statement there was some grumbling from the Dursley's so he let his magic flare somewhat to intimidate them. As the air began to swirl in the room a deep stern voice rang out, "You will not argue on this or fight it. When the time comes closer I will come back and discuss how we will inform Harry, understand?" After receiving nodes of confirmation he continued, "Now I have much to do and will leave you be. If it gets to the point that you may lose guardianship in the future you may call again. But understand this the solution next time may involve more magic then you would like." With a loud pop Dumbledore was gone.

Afterwards the Dursley's realized just how much of a bargain they got. Nobody questioned things about the boy. The neighbors gossiped but Petunia handled that easy saying the boy needed a firm hand and lots of work so he did not cause trouble. The school just assumed he was trouble and put little effort into him.

Things all went well for the following year that was until a trip to the library where Harry met the new Librarian Miss Green.