Harry had finished breakfast at the highest of speed possible, and was now cleaning the kitchen. Today had to be important, because Harry had been given some normal clothing. They were going out! Harry was overjoyed to be wearing fresh, clean clothing! "Don't get used to it Freak...we have to travel all the way to that blasted School for my Dudders." Vernon growled at him.

Harry nodded timidly. He knew he wouldn't have them for long...Vernon had made it very clear he was planning to burn his clothes after it was done. He was tossed into the cramped car and buried under his cousin's stuff. After everyone was loaded they began the drive... Harry struggled for breath under the massive pile of things. He eventually found a position where he could breathe correctly and stayed there, still, attempting to stay alive. He was really scared now...It was dark and crowded, like his cupboard. He tried to calm himself by something he'd found. They were really cool...he didn't know what they were called but they had big weapons and they killed the scary monsters... He'd managed to get his hands on a book about hunters and huntresses. He read it every single night, over and over again. He had to hear more about the exploits of the famous Huntress! Glynda Goodwitch...she looked so cool! And maybe she'd be at the school! But he wouldn't get to talk to her for too long...His uncle would never allow it. Maybe he'd get to wave! No...he'd get hit more... He sniffled a bit and snuggled up to the car seat beneath the bags. Then for the next couple hours, they drove.

Harry heard Dudley eagerly talking to his parents as the car moved forward. "I'm gonna be the best huntsmen ever! Better than everyone! You'll get me into school now won't you?"

"We'll see, Dudders." Vernon said with a chuckle.

"Oh and here we are! Now we just need to take the pretty air plane for the school tour!" Petunia cooed.

Vernon stormed to the back of the car to collect the freak. "Out you go! Now stay close!" he demanded, pushing him into the large ship and holding his neck. Harry whimpered softly and nodded. After an agonizingly terrified ride, they landed at the School...Dudley couldn't stay sitting straight, Petunia was snapping pics and Vernon was looking around, trying to find some sort of aplication form. And Harry just stared straight ahead, not intending on speaking at all.

Soon, they were met by a cheerful Faunus tour guide, with dog ears. 'Hello and welcome to Beacon academy! I'm your tour guide, Ashlyn, and today we'll be showing you around the school! Now come on everyone!" she said cheerfully. It had taken a lot of courage to do this, especially for humans... and then Vernon had to cough rudely and mumble some words Ashlyn's ears drooped and she scowled as she turned her back to the man. "Let's get going." she said coldly, leading the group into the school quickly. It was quite packed, there being little room to move. Dudley and Vernon were audibly complaining about how small it was. Vernon had straight up let go of Harry, leaving him to be pulled and tossed around violently. It was like being in a big huge blender...with legs. Eventually, he was booted out into an empty hallway, where no one was walking. The crowd was all moving off in a different direction. There was no way he'd find his family now!

Harry watched them leave, stunned. He was...he was in so much trouble...

He stood up and tried to find a way around the school. If he could get out of here, then maybe it would be like he hadn't left! He walked along the marble hallways, by himself, until he heard loud clicking heels. Now he was scared! He couldn't be seen! He couldn't! He rushed behind a pillar and hid, peeking out at the hallway where the clicking heels were coming from. He would've stayed perfectly hidden...if the lady hadn't been his newfound idol. With her white top, black mini skirt, and riding crop in her hand, Glynda Goodwitch walked into the hallway, writing something on a clipboard.

Harry's eyes widened in awe as he looked at her. He let out a little gasp, that echoed on the wall, then alerted the Huntress to his presence. "Who's there? I'm not fond of people spying on me!" she growled, looking towards the pillar. Harry let out a small whimper as he flinched. She sounded mad, and when people were mad, they hit him... "Come out now." she said, pointing at the pillar. She watched in mild surprise as a tiny, toddler-like figure appeared from behind it. Glynda adjusted her glasses and knelt down with a raised brow. "Oh...I had no idea you were such a little one..."

"I-I-I'm sorry Miss Goodwitch! I-I got lost, and I'm not s-supposed to b-be...seen" he apologized, walking over and looking up at her.

Glynda smiled. "Ah, so you've heard of me, hmm?"

"I-I read a book...a-and you killed all the scary monsters..." he said with a small smile. H-He was meeting his idol!

Glynda smiled. "Ah, yes, back in the day I WAS rather formidable."

"S-So...are you gonna...hit me now..?" he asked, flinching.

Glynda stared at him with wide eyes. "...I beg your pardon?"

"Um...I-I made you mad...so now you're gonna hit me right?" he asked, getting confused

Glynda frowned. "Why on Earth should I hurt you in any way?"

"Uh...c-cause that's what I was...born to...do...be hit." he stuttered out again, looking away with fierce shame written on his features. Glynda stiffened as she saw the signs.

"Who told you that?" She said sternly.

"M-My Uncle Miss Goodwitch...and My Aunt...and my cousin..." he said, looking more and more deflated by the moment

Glynda crossed her arms. "Inexcusable..." She said furiously.

"W-What...? What's wrong Miss Goodwitch? D-Did I do something wrong?!" he cried, freaking out.

Glynda didn't give him a verbal response. Instead, she knelt down and pulled him into a tight hug. "No. You did nothing wrong. Now, I want you to find that disgusting family of yours, right now." she said, pulling away and looking at him intensely, "Now, come with me. I need the intercoms. What's your family's name?"

Harry whimpered and rested his head on her shoulder. "U-Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and...and Dudley..."

Glynda nodded, taking his hand in hers and leading him toward her office. "Last names?"

"D-D-Dursley...Oh, Uncle Vernon's gonna beat me up..."

"No. No he won't!" she growled, angry. He flinched and seemed to move away.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He mumbled frantically.

"There is NOTHING you did wrong, little boy." She said, just as stern. Harry flinched again. Glynda knew she was going to have to calm herself and stop being so stern with him. "Now...can you tell me your name?" she asked, significantly softer and nicer than her previous tone. She remembered her training with children, as her work could sometimes come into contact with them. So she knelt down, trying not to make him feel small, and placed a hand on his shoulder. "I apologize for sounding mean...now, tell me your name."

Harry sniffled. "Um...M-My name is H-Harry..." He said softly. "Hi...Miss Goodwitch..."

"Hello dear. Now, you just sit right here on the chair..." she said, lifting him on her chair behind her neat and tidy wooden desk. She then reached for the intercom and turned it on. She cleared her throat, "Will Vernon Dursley, Petunia Dursley, and Dudley Dursley report to my office immediately?" Harry flinched when he heard her say those names. Glynda noticed his demeanour. Calmly, she rose to her feet and stood in front of him protectively. "Now...I have a few questions for you before they get here, ok?" she asked, crouching down once more.

"O-Ok Miss Goodwitch..."

She nodded, then responded, "Did they ever...hit you Harry?"

Harry bit his lip, then slowly took off his shirt to show her... Glynda raised a hand to her mouth and let out a small gasp. Bruises and cuts..bruises and cuts everywhere...it was like he was taking a part time job in being a punching bag! Her eyes narrowed, and she gave him another hug. "E-EEP!" Harry yelped as she wrapped her arms around him. A sound that was extremely cute...

Glynda looked at him tenderly and placed her hand on his cheek. "Don't worry...you're not gonna take this treatment any more." she promised, hearing a knock on her door. "Enter. It's not locked." She said curtly, readying to attack if need be. Three horribly misshapen humans entered the office, and Harry whimpered, hiding behind Goodwitch's leg. Goodwitch narrowed her eyes as they entered. Thankfully, Harry was so tiny the Dursleys didn't even see him from behind the blonde woman's leg. Glynda noticed their angry faces...well except for the smaller fatty, who looked like he was about to drop dead at the sight of Glynda. Another fan" she supposed. Now to get to the reason they were here. "Mr. and Mrs. Dursley." She said sternly. "I'm going to come right out and say it...Does the name Harry mean anything to you horrible human beings?"

Harry let out another whimper, and Vernon growled. "No miss...he doesn't.." he said, obviously lying,

Glynda crossed her arms, then calmly turned and picked Harry up. "This one says otherwise." she commented coldly. It was hard to ignore him diving into her neck to hide...cute...

But now he was shaking something fierce. Glynda fought back the urge to smirk. Surely he knew he was in good hands. Then Vernon started screaming. "YOU BLOODY FREAK! YOU IGNORED MY ORDERS-" he was cut off by a purple beam flying from her riding crop and sending him flying.

"Don't you DARE raise your voice to him. You have NO RIGHT." Glynda said strictly.

Petunia gasped and shrieked, and she was shot by Glynda as well. She then called for security, hitting a button on her intercom. Dudley just stood there, confused. "Um...Did mommy and daddy do something wrong?" He asked innocently.

Goodwitch just stared at him. "Yes...yes they did..."

Dudley nodded. "So they need to go away for a while? So they can be better people?"

"Yes." Goodwitch replied, watching as the armored guard took Vernon and Petunia away. Dudley looked confused, but nodded in understanding. If his parents did something bad, they had to be punished. That's just how hunters worked. Then Goodwitch gave her report to the security guards, before heading for the Nurse. She wanted this boy checked out immediately, She also requested they figure out something to do with the other boy. "um...take him to a orphanage or something..." She commented. Dudley nodded in affirmation. Ever since he had gotten into hunters and huntresses, he had become less bratty and more childishly excited, wanting to better himself to be like his idols. He even waved by to Harry as he left... Harry tugged on Glynda's shirt to get her attention. Glynda looked down at him with a frown. "Yes, dear? What is it?"

"Um..w-where are we going Miss Goodwitch..?"

Glynda gently ran her fingers through his hair. "I'm taking you to see the nurse, dear."

"F-for what..?" He asked, confused.

"Well, to mend your wounds, of course." She replied. "Why else?"

"But...t-they're supposed to stay...as reminders..." He said, tilting his head. He was just seriously confused...

Glynda's eye twitched. "When the nurse is finished, not a single scar will remain."

"B-B-But-" Harry stuttered out. He was going to be healed, and his Icon was holding him like a baby... what was going on?!

Glynda's expression softened immensely as she gazed down at the little boy. "No...no what they said was wrong Harry. You are a child one that needs to be treated with the utmost care.." She rocked him back and forth. "You're a delicate little boy, and it's unacceptable to hurt you in any way."

"P-P-P-Promise...?" he stuttered out, looking close to tears.

Glynda felt a pang of sadness looking down at him. He seemed so broken... "Yes...I really promise...now, let's go get you healed up, then we'll have a chat." she said, entering the Nurse's office.

Harry smiled tearfully and snuggled up into the blonde's chest. Goodwitch didn't have a way to respond...she'd only known how to calm down distraught children, not play mother... But it WAS a very cute gesture...Harry was a cuddly little dear. But she'd never admit that out loud. the Nurse, a kind woman with red hair in a ponytail, stood from her desk,and smiled. "Why hello there, and who's this?" She asked.

"A little boy...he's been roughed up pretty badly...please help him Miss." she asked, pleadingly.

The nurse nodded. "Well of course. That is my job, after all." Goodwitch set Harry on the cot, then let the Nurse do her work. She was standing off to the side, watching. Something compelled her to stay with the boy... The Nurse pulled off his shirt, and gasped. "C-Child what happened?!" Glynda had turned away when Harry's shirt was taken off, not wanting to see those horrible wounds again. "I-I'll fix this up right away!" she declared, pressing her hands to him and allowing the pinkish light to wash over his body.

Harry flinched and squeezed his eyes shut instinctively... But then...he felt...REALLY really good... Like all his pain and suffering was just washed away! He started to poke at his chest, and his mind went a little hazy... Glynda immediately stepped in. "Ooookay, maybe you're feeding him too much." she said, trying to stop her.

"No Miss Goodwitch, please, it's almost done. He'll just be a little talkative for a bit."

Glynda put a hand on her hip, then relented with a deep sigh. "Proceed..." The Nurse finished up, and Harry swayed, back and forth.

He was looking practically drunk. "h-hi miss G-Goodwitch...boy..y-you're so cool..."

Glynda smirked mirthfully at his words. "Well, thank you. I haven't heard those words in ages."

"I-I wish you were...hee...my mommy...s-so cool..." He said tiredly and slurred, being picked up by Goodwitch. He leaned onto her chest to rest his head.

Glynda didn't realize, but she was blushing profusely upon hearing the little boy's words. "That's very nice dear. Now...we should get you back to my office to lay down, before the bell-"

*RIIIIING*

Glynda sighed and rubbed her temples. "...Rings..."

Instantly, students burst from the classrooms, a particular group of four darting out first... Glynda's mouth formed into a thin line as her eyes narrowed. "Oh my gosh why is she-"

"I never knew Miss Goodwitch had a son..."

"AWWWW HE'S ADORABLE!" A younger student exclaimed, using her speed semblance to appear in front of Glynda.

Glynda narrowed her eyes. "Miss Rose, don't be tardy now."

"It's physically impossible for me to be tardy ma'am! Now who's this cutie?!"

"M-Miss Goodwitch she's...pretty..."

Ruby giggled. "Awww, I wanna hold him!"

"Miss Rose, he's on Anesthetic..."

"Doesn't change the fact he's adorable! Pleeeeaaase?" She persisted.

Glynda rolled her eyes. "Are you certain you're not five?" She said as she relinquished Harry to the perky goth.

"Nope! Now, what's your name little guy?" She cooed. Ruby just LOVED children. Like a lot.

"H-Harry...Goodwitch is like my mommy...and you're nice..."

Glynda's eyes widened. "Now wait just a moment..."

"AWWWW! That's so sweet! Is he your son Miss Goodwitch?! He's just so cute!" She gushed.

"Ruby you dolt what are you-you have a kid." Weiss commented.

Ruby giggled. "He's Miss Goodwitch's!"

"Miss Goodwitch you have a son? That's...surprising..." Blake commented, arriving in the scene.

"Mama GoodWitchy witch!" Harry clapped.

Glynda groaned and facepalmed. "I'm considering taking up drinking now..."

"Nooo! No drink!" Harry protested, reaching out for Glynda randomly. Ruby shrugged at his suddenly urgent tone and handed him back.

"What are you on about Harry..?" She asked, looking at him seriously and stepping through the crowd, which parted around her. She FINALLY got back to her office...

"D-Drink bad...a-aunt Petunia made me drink C-Chemicals..."

Glynda's face blanched at his words, and she felt as though she herself had drank chemicals. "I...oh my god...Ohhh God..." She said, freaking out.

Harry giggled softly in his stupour. "But you won't do that to me, cause you're nice."

"No Harry, never." She promised, patting his head.

"You...mommy..."

Glynda looked away with a blush. Then she noticed him seem to totally succumb to anaesthesia and lean his head against her chest, falling asleep and clutching at her shirt. Glynda smiled softly. It was cute, she would readily admit. "Ohhh Harry...what am I gonna do with you now?" She mused to herself, setting him in her chair. She frowned and moved a stray lock of hair from his eyes. The orphanage was absolutely out of the question. Because of the less recent Grimm attacks, there were no reports of death and orphans in the city. So the orphanages weren't really well funded or taken care of. Of course that left the question of what would happen with the other boy... Foster Care mayhaps...? Yes, the fosters weren't too bad, and he'd likely grow up disciplined. But...Glynda didn't want to leave Harry for some reason... He really struck a chord with her. He was well mannered, tiny, adorable, sweet... But she was a huntress! She couldn't spend her time playing with children...

Then she took a look at his sweet sleeping face. ...Okay... Maybe she could make time... Smiling slightly, she knelt down and put a hand on the boy's cheek. "...I'm a huntress...therefore I have to protect you..." She whispered. She then slowly kissed his forehead. And he stirred a bit more, visibly enjoying the attention. Glynda smiled softly and ruffled his hair. "Perhaps I can call in a substitute for today..." She leaned down and lifted him up, signing out of school with a note on her desk. She held him against her shoulder. Oh, she shuddered to think of how Ozpin would tease her when he found out... She strutted out of the school quickly, then hopped in her car, laying Harry down in the back seat. She made sure he was buckled in securely. She wanted to make sure he was nice and safe. Then she broke the law a little bit by speeding out of the parking lot. She flinched when she realized what she was doing and berated herself.

"Calm down Glynda...it's just a drive home..." She said shaking her head. "I must follow the law...Can't go too fast now..." She then moved at the most desirable speed and drive for her Condo. She did sneak a glance back at Harry as she drove. He was stirring a little bit, looking close to awakening. Glynda frowned. He needed his rest... "W-what's going...on..?" He mumbled, the Anesthetic seeming to have worn off. "Miss Goodwitch...?" He called out.

"Hello, Harry." She said kindly. "Did you sleep well?"

"My head hurts..." He whimpered.

Glynda smiled. "Don't worry...You're okay."

"Miss Goodwitch, my boo boo's are gone!" He cheered.

Glynda nodded. "I should hope so. It's good to know you're feeling well."

"Um...w-where are we going?"

"To my home. You'll be staying with me until further notice." Glynda explained.

"Y-You don't want me to stay with you! I'll break something!" He protested , fearful.

Glynda sighed. "Oh, Harry..." She said softly.

"P-Please just throw me in a cupboard, Y-You're nice, and I don't want to-" Harry was cut off by The huntress.

"Harry..." She said, surprised by how gentle and soothing her voice sounded.

"P-Please..." He trailed off.

"No Harry. I'm not going to do that." Harry sniffled. He was SO confused... "Now...I'm taking you to my house, and feeding you, chatting with you, then putting you down for a nap."

Harry tilted his head. "But I just woke up..." He said softly.

"You need more rest. You're shaking and you look like you can barely keep your eyes open." She replied, parking.

Harry nodded timidly. "Okay...Sorry..."

"Nothing to Apologize for." She said dismissively, turning off the car and going out, swiping Harry out of the back seat. "Now, come along. You're too skinny, you need to eat something."

"W-What do you want to eat..? I can cook..." He replied, looking proud.

Glynda sighed. "Oh no...You're too young to cook. I will be making our food."

"U-Understood...I stink at it anyway.." he moped

Glynda gave him a sad glance. "Now Harry...I'm sure you're good at it, but it's quite dangerous." She said, stroking his hair. "You could burn yourself, or accidentally start a fire. It's not safe for young children to work the stove."

"Y-Yes ma'am..." he responded. Glynda smiled and patted his head, then entered her home. It was a luxurious sort of spot, everything in its place, and no dust present.

Glynda always made sure to keep her home tidy in case she had guests. Plus, she just plain did not like messes. "Y-Your house i-is really pretty Miss Goodwitch..."

Glynda smiled proudly. "Thank you, I do try."

"W-Where do I clean though...?" He questioned, looking up at her in confusion.

Glynda smiled and patted his head. "All I ask is that you clean up after yourself."

"Y-Yes ma'am..." he promised, being sat on her Granite counter while she set out to cook up some food.'

He just sat still, softly humming to himself. "What a lovely singing voice you have," Glynda teased, getting out a macaroni box. Harry blushed, and looked down, not aware she had heard him. "No no, keep going. It's lovely." She commented on him, looking at him expectedly. Harry blushed and continued, still a bit shy. Glynda smiled and patted his head once more, pouring the noodles into a collander. Harry watched with rapt attention.

The cheese was poured in, and mixed...and the voila! Food! Glynda calmly placed a plate of food in front of Harry. "Eat." she gently ordered

Harry obeyed eagerly, taking a spoonful of food and raising it to his mouth. He then bit down, and his mouth exploded. IT WAS SO GOOOD! He attacked the rest of his meal, every bite going right into his mouth. Glynda watched in amusement and giggled when he finished, holding his stomach "That was yummy..." He complimented shyly.

"Glad you enjoyed it. Now...I know you must be super confused..." she started off, setting him on the table and sitting in front of him.

Harry nodded. "This isn't like the life I'm supposed to live..."

"I'm going to explain this to you...sound good?" she asked.

Harry nodded. "Please do..."

"Now...I want EVERYTHING, they ever told you disregarded, as it was most likely a lie."

Harry tilted his head. "So I'm not a freak?"

"No, you are a polite, well mannered child. One that is really kind." she complimented.

Harry smiled softly. 'Thank you...That's really nice to say..."

"Now...you'll be staying with me for a little while."

Harry nodded. "Yay!" He said happily.

"Now...you can help me out during School time. Just stick close." she said, asking if he understood.

Harry nodded. "How can I help?"

"By staying polite, and quiet." Goodwitch informed him.

Harry nodded. "I'm really good at that."

"I noticed. Now...I want you to tell me how you came into their possession." she asked, pulling him onto her lap.

Harry looked down. "M-My mommy and daddy died in a car crash when I was a baby..."

"Oh dear..." She commented, brushing some hair away from his face.

"T-Then Uncle Vernon took me in because he's nice...but he was also mean..and..."

Glynda shook her head. "That man is as far from nice as a human being can possibly get." She said gently.

"Y-Yes ma'am..."

"Now...what did they say and do to you?" She asked, rubbing his back. Harry bit his lip. Could he REALLY tell her...? "Dear. If you tell me, your family will never be an issue again..." She offered. Harry nodded slowly, then took a deep breath. It was a LONG story... But as he looked up at her...she looked trustworthy enough.

So he began to tell her everything. It took an hour, and by the end of it Harry was a blubbering mess with tears coming from his eyes. And Glynda was trying to keep her composure, trying to restrain the fury building up inside her. "A-And then...h-he threw me out into the street! And he d-didn't come back f-for the whole Nigh-gh-ght!" he tearfully cried, long since burying his face in her neck, searching for comfort.

Glynda was more than ready to oblige, holding him as tightly against her as she could. "Alright alright shh...no more of that. I have all I need..." she whispered, atempting to calm him as best she could. But he just couldn't stop crying... He wanted to so bad, but he couldn't. Soon Glynda's shirt was soaking wet with his hot tears. She was trying everything in her power to calm him but...she just couldn't!

It was incredibly, INCREDIBLY heartbreaking. Even for the stone cold sort of woman Glynda was. She decided she'd have to move him to a different environment, one more comfortable. She carried him to the bedroom. He still needed his nap. He was going to cry himself to sleep, she could tell. She laid him down and say down next to him, stroking his hair as he clung to her. She actually felt tears threatening to form in HER eyes! She shushed him a little more until... Silence. Glorious silence from that painful tears. And the sound of soft snores replaced it. She looked down at his sleeping expression and blushed. He looked...somehow more cute than before. She then leaned over and kissed his head. "It's decided. You're staying with me." She whispered. As she said this, she let a small smile grace her features. Glynda Goodwitch...Harry Goodwitch...it was an oddly fitting name. Smiling, she rose to her feet. "Goodnight Harry Goodwitch...I shall see you at dinner.." She whispered, shutting the door on him. Harry, as if responding to her voice, smiled softly in his sleep. And Goodwitch snapped a picture real quick before shutting the door...therefore, the fate was sealed. They'd be together for a long time.