Harry Potter does not belong to me and I adopted this fic from .x I liked it and she allowed it so yea me I guess. Lol.

You have within you right now, everything you need to deal with whatever the world can throw at you.

The door bell rang. He looked up just in time to see his Aunt Petunia with a rag and an annoyed expression. She scrubbed the blood from his lip and pushed him out into the living room and on to the couch.

"Company." She hissed before going to open the door. That one word meant, shut up, be quiet, and if you say anything you will get it later.

"May I help you?" He heard his aunt say in a voice that showed distaste.

"We are here to take the boy." A low-toned male voice said from the doorway.

"You most certainly will not take my Dudley!" Distaste was replaced by outrage, "Vernon! Get down here now!"

There was a thundering noise as the large man ran down the stairs. Vernon saw the people in the doorway.

"What do you lot want?" He asked angrily. Harry wondered who the people were.

"We are here to collect Mr. Harry James Potter and take him into the custody of the English Ministry of Magic Social Services Department." A female voice explained calmly, "We had reason to believe that he was being abused, and upon further inspection we have verified our suspicions. Please step aside and allow us to take him."

"You'll do no such thing." Vernon replied angrily, "This is my house, you have no authority here, you freaks."

"On the contrary Mr. Dursley, as a wizard Mr. Potter has the rights of protection from the Ministry of Magic." The female voice went on, "If you do not step aside, we will use force."

Neither of the Dursleys moved.

"Very well." The male wizard said and then Harry heard a "Stupefy." from both of the people. Then he heard footsteps coming his way.

"Hello Harry." The female was a pale woman with bright blue eyes and brown hair. "I'm Abigail, I'm here to get you away from these bad people, okay?"

Harry looked at the woman suspiciously. Was she seriously taking him away?

"Okay." He said quietly and got down off the couch. "When are we going to be back?"

"You're not going to be coming back Harry." The woman knelt down again and looked in his face, "We're going to find you a new family that will raise you right."

Harry nodded and when Abigail put her hand out for him to take it, he did.

"Carlisle can you please stay behind and awake Mr. and Mrs. Dursley and erase their memories?" The woman requested politely.

"No problem." The man replied and smiled at Harry. "You're a lucky little lad."

Abigail and Harry left the house and walked down the road and into a small nook between two garages.

"Please hold on very tightly to my arm, Harry." She told him quietly, and he complied.

And with a Pop! they were gone.

Harry opened his eyes and coughed.

"Sorry Harry, it was the quickest way to get here." Abigail apologized for the discomfort of side-along apparition. "Please take my hand, I'm going to take you to my office and we'll get everything sorted out."

He took her hand again and followed her silently. The stares from all of the people around him made him a little nervous, so he tried to hide behind Abigail a little bit. They quickly made their way to their destination

"Harry can you please go over there and play while I get to work on your case?" She pointed to a small play area, complete with toys and colouring books.

Harry nodded again and sat down. He started colouring a picture of a rabbit with a hat on it. Then he thought about the last few hours. A little while ago he was scrubbing floors and now he is in an office building, with strangers, and playing with toys. He didn't know what happened to his aunt and uncle, but as long as he didn't have to go back there, he didn't care.

"Ms. Abigail?" Harry asked quietly.

"Yes Harry, dear?" She looked up from her paperwork and smiled.

"Do you….have anything to eat?" He asked quickly. At the Dursleys, he was barely ever given any food. And when he was it was just old scraps of things Dudley wouldn't finish.

She frowned. "Well no dear, but I'll go get you something." She smiled and walked out of the door.

He sat there for a few minutes and looks up when he heard a noise. It was a paper plane, and it was flying all on its own. He got up and tried to reach for it, but couldn't. It zoomed out of the office, and Harry followed. He ran down the hall and chased the self-propelling plane. It turned a corner, and so did he. He kept chasing it until he ran into someone and fell.

"Are you alright boy?" A deep voice asked him. He looked up and saw a man with white blond hair.

"I'm fine, sir." Harry stood, "I'm sorry I ran into you, I was trying to catch the plane."

"It's quite alright." The man looked around, wondering who the boy was with, "Where are you supposed to be?"

"Ms. Abigail brought me here, sir." He looked down at the floor and wiggled his feet.

"Well let's get you back to her office…" The man told Harry with a kind voice, "She'll have a fit if she sees that you are gone."

"Okay, sir." Harry agreed and the y started back to Abigail's office.

Lucius knocked on Abigail's door and walked in. She looked up from underneath her desk, where she was apparently looking for Harry.

"Harry! There you are!" She scooped him up in her arms, "I thought I'd lost you."

"He was chasing the interoffice memos." The man explained to her, "I figured you would want him back here, and not running about.

"…er…Lucius…" Abigail was not used to Lucius Malfoy being polite to anyone, let alone a small child, "Thank you."

"If the boy needs a home, Narcissa and I would adore another child." Lucius explained, "Since she can no longer bear children, she has agreed to adopt."

"I'll consider all applicants, Lucius. I just want to find a household that will love and take care of him."

"Good then, I hope you are successful in such a quest." Lucius nodded to Harry, turned and left the room.

"What does he mean 'adopt'?" Harry questioned sitting down on the play mat again.

"It means that once we find appropriate people, you will go to become a new part of their family." Abigail answered, smiling, "You'll have a brand new family that will treat you like a son, instead of a slave. They'll love you Harry."

Harry smiled and she handed him a plate with a peanut butter sandwich and a small plastic cup with juice. "Here you are love, eat and then we'll get everything sorted out."

Harry ate and played with the toys for a bit longer.

"Ms. Abigail what's wrong?" Harry asked.

"Oh it's nothing, dear." She looked at him and gave a weak smile, "I'm just having trouble finding a suitable place for you to live."

"Why is that?" He asked, taking a small sip from his juice cup.

"Well, most of the families that want to take you in either have too many kids, or other factors that make them ineligible to care for someone of your age." She answered, "The only eligible family right now are the Malfoys. It seems as if Lucius will get his wish after all."

"Okay." Harry was standing next to Abigail's desk. "Now what do I do?"

"Well I guess I'll take you to Mr. Malfoy's office and we'll get you in there tonight." Abigail wasn't very happy that the Malfoy's were the only eligible family on the books right now. She stood and stretched a bit before grabbing her wand and some papers from her desk. "Let's go Harry." Then they departed from her office.

They arrived at Lucius Malfoy's office door and Abigail knocked twice. The door swung open and Lucius sat in a large black chair behind a large desk with neatly rolled parchment stacked on the side.

"Abigail," He asked, looking up from his work, "To what do I owe this visit?"

"Good evening, Lucius. It seems as if Harry will be coming to live with you." Abigail explained, "We need to fill out the proper papers, arrange the BA Ceremony, and the like."

"Yes, of course." He agreed, and then looked at the clock on his wall, "However, could we do this in the morning. It's nine I expect the boy needs to sleep properly."

"..Er… I suppose that is fine." Abigail agreed looking at Harry, "Well Harry, it looks as if the Malfoys will be your new family, is that okay with you dear?"

Harry looked at Lucius and then back at Abigail. He nodded with a smile on his face.

"Good. You're going to go live with him now. He and Mrs. Malfoy are going to be your parents." Abigail explained to him, "You'll have a brother too, his name is Draco."

Harry just nodded again.

"Well then I guess I will let you two leave." Abigail hugged Harry and bid a farewell to Lucius and then she left his office.

"Come along Harry, we're going home." Lucius walked over to the boy, "Please take my arm and hold on tightly."

Harry nodded and clung to Lucius' arm, then with a loud Pop! they were gone.