Harry was sitting underneath the window watching as the people of Privet Drive walked back and forth living their perfect lives. Then a young boy accompanied by his father came down the sidewalk and he couldn't help but overhear the little boy say, "Daddy, when I grow up I want to be just like you."
At this his mind trailed off to another daydream where him and his dad were out just walking around. He couldn't help but smile at this thought but as he continued to daydream he was startled by his Uncle Vernon kicking him telling him it was time to mow the lawn. So once again, Harry was back in his reality where it didn't matter what he did but still yet, he wished with all his heart that he could just have a family who cared about him. Little did he know that families aren't always warm and cozy, they also have problems and periods where they don't get along.

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The next day Harry woke up to his aunt pounding on his bedroom door saying it was time to make breakfest. Like every other day for the past thirteen years he got up and went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth, ran a comb through his unruly hair and headed downstairs to make breakfest. However, this morning it was a slightly different conversation. Uncle Vernon walked to the table and sat down and looked up at his family and said, "Good news, Marge says she is going to be in town for a couple of days so I offered to let her stay here, isn't that wonderful?"

"Yes dear, that is lovely but of course that means the runt will be back in the cupboard, but oh well, Marge is here because we want her to be but that thing (points directly at here) was forced on us!" Petunia stated like she had just uttered a swear word.

"Okay, then it is all clear, Marge will stay in the freaks room while he is where he rightfully belongs." Vernon concluded without even consulting Harry but that was nothing new.

A couple of days passed in which Harry used to clear out all his belongings of the monster's guest room. But hey, the good news is at least he won't be accused of breaking any of Dudley's things, that was all Aunt Marge's doings now. Thank God! However, his peaceful time didn't last very long as the moment before Uncle Vernon and Dudley were to go get Aunt Marge at the train station Uncle Vernon called for Harry to come into the living room. Okay, he thought this can't be good. "You listen, and you listen well, boy! While Marge is in this house I don't want any freaky stuff to happen. I expect you to behave in a civilized manner!"

Harry thought for a minute before answering,"I'll make you a deal! I'll be on my best behavior if you agree to sign my permission slip for school."

Uncle Vernon's face got read when he considered the fact that his so-called nephew wanted to make a deal on the basis of him behaving in his house. "Fine, but I am not signing anything until she leaves and I can be sure that you kept your end of the bargain."

"Works for me," Harry thought because at least I could go with my friends to Hogsmeade.

About an hour later Uncle Vernon walked through the door with Aunt Marge and Dudle at his side. "Petunia, how great to see you, I have missed you so much I have been meaning to....oh wait, I thought you sent that boy off to St. Brutus's last year!"

"Oh yeah, we did but unfortunately they send them back for the summer. Believe me, I have been trying to get the headmaster on the phone to complain but I have never gotten around to it. "

"Oh well, I guess I will just have to tolerate him being here but anyways it isn't like I came here to see him anyway." At that she pulled Dudley into a big, smothering hug.

Harry didn't see anything else because he had took that as an it is alright to leave the room now sign. But believe me, he didn't want to see that woman either. The last time he had seen her they were at her house where she breeds bulldogs and needless to say, it wasn't a very pleasant experiences. But before long, Harry lad laid down on his bed and was sleeping away, that was until Aunt Petunia came knocking the door down saying it was time for supper.

"Fine, I'm up, just stop screaming it isn't like I am deaf!" Harry yelled back. That was a big mistake for Aunt Petunia left at that.

As soon as Harry got up he walked downstairs and began cooking. While he was cooking he couldn't help but overhear Aunt Marge saying, "No doubt, he is just like his parents, no sense of respect for anyone. I wouldn't be suprised if he grows up to be a drunk just like his father. But you two, musn't blame yourself, you have no influence on him..."

Harry cut Aunt Marge off by saying, "My dad wasn't a drunk, he was a much better person than you people. You all are simply self-centered jerks who don't anything except how to suck up to one another. But, I have good news for you, I am never coming back to this prison, EVER!" At that point he ran to the cupboard grabbed his stuff and headed for the door. Finally he took a break after he got to Magnolia Crescent. He stayed there for about five minutes, then as he stood up, he stumbled and his wand went flying but once he found it he glanced back and saw this huge black dog but before the dog got to close to him a huge purple bus was standing right next to him with some guy at the door. Then the man spoke, "Welcome to the Knight Bust, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. Just stick out your wand hand, step on board, and we can take you anyplace you want to go. My name is Stan Shunpike and I will be your conductor this evening, so where do you want to go?"

Harry couldn't think where he wanted to go. If he went to Ron't he was sure he would be welcome but once Mrs. Weasley found out about what had happened she would throw a fit. Hermione she would just yell and yell and yell at him for doing such an irresponsible thing. Then he remembered, The Leaky Cauldron, that is where Hagrid had took him on his first ever trip to Diagon Ally. That was final, "Stan, I would like to go to the Leaky Cauldron."

Several drop-offs later they finally reached the Leaky Cauldron, "Here you are, sir, the Leaky Cauldron."

"Thanks," Harry responded. Then, as soon as he got off the bus it was gone again and on the bench right in front of him he saw someone he didn't want to run it to, ever.

"Good evening, Mr. Potter."

"Good evening, Professor Snape. May I dare ask why you are sitting out here?" Harry didn't know what he was thinking asking his professor that but he wanted to know.

Snape looked questioned for a minute, but then he thought he might as well be truthful, "I am here to fetch you, Professor Dumbledore wishes to speak with you and he wanted me to assist you to the castle."

"Why exactly does Dumbledore want with me?" Harry couldn't believe this, he was going to be kicked out of school for using magic, oh God!

"Professor Dumbledore, Potter. He simply believes that your aunt and uncle are not the best guardians for you and he has made other living arrangements for you."

"Do you know who, professor?" Harry questioned

"No idea, but lets go!"

At that, Professor Snape had Harry hold his arm and they apparated to the gates outside Hogwarts.

When they reached the grounds, they went all the way up to the Headmaster's quarters without making a sound. When they reached his office the Headmaster looked at them and said, "Sit, both of you. Gumdrop?"

"No thanks, Headmaster." Harry said then followed by, "No thanks, Albus."

Then the Headmaster stated, "Before I say this, I do not wished to be interrupted by either of you is that clear?" They both nodded their heads and the Headmaster continued, "As you both are well aware of, I have decided that Vernon and Petunia Dursley are not the best guardians. So I have been thinking of who to replace them and the only person I can think of is you, Severus. You are strong ruled, organized and I have no doubt in my mind that you could not handle Harry here. Yes, he can get into mischief but you, as his guardian, will have complete authority to punish him as you see fit. As for you, Harry, I think you are a great asset to this school and a wonderful wizard but you are failing in one category. That category is none other than the regard for the rules. That is why I have made my decision and that is your only options. Severus, here, or the Dursleys. It is your choice and I will not force anything upon you."