It was a normal Friday evening, the Leaving Feast had just ended, and Albus Dumbledore sat in his private quarters. At the moment he was playing chess with his longtime friend, Minerva McGonnagall. He looked over at her and smiled. She was deep in thought, planningher next move. Her hair hung loosely around her face. If you saw her like this, you probably wouldn't think this was the same stern Transfigurations Professor. Albus coulnd't help but stare at her beauty, like he felt himself doing quite frequently over the past years.

"Checkmate!"

Albus snapped out of his thoughts and smiled at her.

"I think we should play a different game next time, my dear, you are winning far too often."

She simply lifted an eyebrow at him and looked into those always twinkling eyes.
Albus was just about to say something else, when he heard alarms go off in his head. They would only go off if wards around Privet Drive No. 4 had been breached, or if Harry was in mortal danger.
Minerva saw his shocked expression and asked what was wrong. He quickly explained it to her and hurried to the fireplace.

"Arabella Figg!"

Minerva was quick to follow him.
When Albus and Minerva stepped out of Mrs. Figg's fireplace, they didn't see her around. However, they didn't have time to wonder where she could be.

"I think it best if we apparate right into the living room" with that, and a pop, Albus Dumbledore was gone.

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Petunia Dursley was busy scrubbing her nearly spotless kitchen floor, when she heard two popping sounds coming from the living room. It couldn't be Dudley, he was out with his friends and Vernon wasn't in there either. Then a voice came from the room.

"Now where is he?"

Petunia recognised that voice very well, it wasn't one she would forget easily. It was, after all, the voice of the man who had burdened her with that freak. When she had found the boy on her doorstep that morning, five years ago, she and Vernon had immediately tried to bring him to an orphanage. But they had to keep him because that man practically forced them to, with a screaming letter! That's where she recognised the voice from.
She stormed into her living room.

"What are you doing here? How dare you just come into my home like that!" she shrieked "Out! I don't want anything to do with you and your kind!"

McGonnagal let out a small gasp, she had known the Dursleys weren't the most kind people, but she had never expected this reaction. Dumbledore, on the other hand, completely ignored Petunia's words.

"We just came to look for Harry, where is he?"

This only made Petunia scream louder.

"I said: GET OUT! Unless you came to take that freak away you have no business here!"

"Now Mrs Dursley, I think it would be best if you just told us where Harry is, the sooner we know, the sooner we can leave" though he sounded very calm, there was a dangerous glint in his eyes.

Petunia seemed to have noticed this, and immediately said, "He is in the basement, I believe." (AN: I don't know if they have a basement, if not, I'm making one now ;) )

Albus and Minerva immediately rushed into the hallway and down the stairs into the basement.
The sight that greeted them there, made both their hearts stand still for a moment.