SOLDIER Potter

By Keedra2173

Chapter 1

Little Whinging, Surrey

On the morning of November 1, 1991, Number 4 Privet Drive changed forever. The Dursley family was about to find and unwelcome addition to what they considered their normal world.

Petunia Dursley opened her front door and found her nephew on the porch. Not wanting her husband to know the child was there; she grabbed the basket and shoved it into the boot cupboard. She spent the day thinking about her options and what she would need to do. Having the little freak around her precious Dudley was out of the question.

Coming to a decision, Petunia pulled the baby out of the cupboard and check for any papers. There was a letter addressed to her that she didn't bother to open and the necessary legal documents to have the thing registered for school. Nodding happily, Petunia picked up the pho ne and called the local police station. After all, the freak was an orphan and should be with the rest of them.

1 month later

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster's Office

In a room decorated with portraits, bookshelves, and many silver devices sat a man. Now many perceive him as all knowing and believe he could do no wrong. This is a false perception because he is human and not perfect. This doesn't not stop the belief; in fact this belief has begun to color the man's view of himself and convinces him that everything he does is right no matter how amoral or despicable.

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore is one of the most powerful wizards in the world. Of course if you asked him that, he'd only twinkle at you and ignore the question. He was currently sitting at his desk examining one of the many silver devices. He was worried because it had never activated. There were two other devices on the desk; both were active but what they showed was worrying.

Now you're probably wondering what's so important about these devices; well they were set to monitor the health and well-being of one Hadrian Vincent James Potter or Harry as his parents called him. Albus had been very careful when finding a suitable place for this child to grow up. He didn't want the baby with anyone designated by the parents' wills so he made sure the wills wouldn't be read unless requested by the main beneficiary. He also made sure that the child's godparents were unavailable; one in Azkaban and the other incapacitated. It all worked brilliantly. After all it was hard to mold and manipulate a person who could think for themselves.

It seems there was a flaw in his plan. When he set the devices and checked them a month ago they were reading as he expected. Harry was unhappy and his health was declining; the only other thing to wait for was for the device monitoring the wards he had set to activate. He'd tied the activation of the wards to the baby's blood so that when his aunt read the letter he left the wards would go up. Unfortunately, Petunia never read the letter and the person who did recognized the magic on the letter and destroyed it but not before documenting the magical signature left by the one who set trigger.

Shaking his head Albus decided he needed to talk to Petunia Dursley and find out what was going on.

Little Whinging, Surrey

Petunia happily cleaned the kitchen after her precious baby. He was so smart and beautiful. This idyllic day was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Hurrying to answer, Petunia nearly slammed the door when she saw who it was.

"Hello, Petunia. May I come in?" asked Albus. He needed to question her on her treatment of Harry. Petunia sighed and begrudgingly gestured the man in.

Albus looked around the house but didn't see anything out of the ordinary. "Where is he, my dear? I want to know why the wards have not activated."

Petunia pursed her thin lips, "I have no idea what wards are and he's not here."

With that one statement Petunia did something many people have tried and failed to do; she surprised the headmaster. "What do you mean he's not here? I left him with you with a letter detailing what happened."

Petunia shrugged uncaringly, "I never opened the letter. I merely checked for his legal papers and then called the police station and they took him to place into foster care." She cringed back at the sudden rage the suffused the old man's face.

Albus was furious, all that careful planning and thrown out the window because she decided to get rid of the boy. It wouldn't have been so bad if she had read the letter first because then he'd have tracking spells and could bring the boy back here.

Deciding there was nothing more to be gained, Albus made to leave, "I'm disappointed in you, Petunia. I would have thought you would take in your sister's only child."

The derisive laughter that spilled forth from the blond woman once again caught the wizard by surprise. He had thought his play on her guilt would get her to offer a home to the boy.

"Oh please, like your disappointment means anything to me. I want nothing to do with any of you freaks and especially don't want one around my family. You can see yourself out and if you do find the boy don't bother sending him here. If you do I'll make sure he gets to where he's supposed to be or to the police."

With those final words, Petunia pushed the man from her house and went about her day.

Albus blinked dazedly on the porch of the house before deciding to look for the boy's records at the local station.

XXXXXX

When he arrived at the local police station, Albus cast glamour on himself. He didn't want to take the time to do any transfiguration and this way he wouldn't get strange looks because of his beard.

Stepping to the front desk he spoke to the officer there, "Excuse me, I'm looking for Child Services. My sister died recently and I was awarded custody of her son but he was taken to foster care before I got back into the country." There was a mild compulsion charm on his voice so that the man would believe him.

"Sure, take the hallway to your left continue down until you get to the wall and then go right. The office you want will be the second door on the left."

"Thank you, officer."

Following the direction Albus came to the correct door, the nameplate said Elena Croaker. This disturbed Albus. He knew Elena was the squib sister of the Head of the DOM and that the family still relayed news to her. If she was the one you received Harry it was definitely going to be trouble.

Taking a deep breath Albus knocked and then entered once invited.

"Hello, how can I help you today?" asked Elena. She had seen the man stand outside her door for some time before knocking. This made her suspicious and she had put on the bracelet her family had made for her. It blocked all mind magic and compulsions.

Albus strengthened the compulsion in his voice before speaking. "Hello, my name is Brian Percival. I have been out of the country and I just recently found out that my sister died and that her son was sent to foster care. I was hoping to get custody. I have a copy of her will." Albus passed over the paperwork he had forged just in case something like this happened.

Elena accepted the papers and carefully read them. There were the general terms and bequests and the guardianship was clear in stating that Brian Percival was to be given care of the woman's son Harry James Potter.

"Well this looks in order. I would need to speak with the current guardian but I don't see any problems. It will take a few days because the family went on vacation shortly after accepting care of the child," lied Elena. Her brother and the boy's guardian had planned for such an event and were in fact at the Child Services department in MOM finalizing custody arrangements.

"Oh, I didn't realize. I'll return in a week to make the final arrangements," replied Albus. He had wanted to take Harry today but that didn't look possible. He could just find the family and kidnap the boy but that would open and investigation in the muggle world he didn't need. "Thank you for your time. I'll leave you to your work."

"Have a good day, sir," replied Elena as the door closed behind him.

Once he was back in his office at Hogwarts, Albus let loose the rage he had been holding. Stupid Petunia, if only she had read the letter there would have been no need for this. Now he just had to hope that the Croaker girl didn't talk to her brother about the man claiming to be Harry's uncle with a Lily's will.

"Merlin, what a mess. If only that blasted muggle had a small amount of decency, I'd know where Harry is." With that statement Albus decided to check the seals on the Potters' will and records. It wouldn't due to have someone check the wills and see the list of guardians. Especially the last one. He had no idea who that was and it was a strange way to summon him even in the wizarding world.

Ministry of Magic Atrium

Once he arrived at the Ministry, the Chief Warlock headed straight to records department. He had been in haste when sealing the Potter documents and he had only used a seal against the general public but Ministry employees still had access. Now he would put the seal of the Chief Warlock on them and that would stop all but him or Harry from accessing them. If could he would have made so only he had access but that was against some of the oldest laws governing their world and even he would not break them without a very good reason.

Albus had been so lost in his thoughts that he was surprised to be at the records room already. Walking in he nodded at several clerks and headed for the P section of the room. Before setting his seal he checked the access list for the records. What he found incited his rage again. Menelaus Croaker had already checked the records and made a copy of the will. This was set back to his plans. Hopefully, he only looked because Lily worked for him and not because his sister contacted him.

In his rage at being thwarted Albus forgot what he wanted to do with the files. Not only was you going to place the Seal of the Chief Warlock on the files, he had wanted to go through and make sure there was nothing incriminating in any of the documents.

If Albus had stayed with his original plan he would have had a chance to remove a packet of letters stating who the Potters' Secret Keeper was. These letters was charmed to be sent to all the major news agencies around the world and to the International Confederation of Wizards if the Potters' will was not read within 6 months of their death.

Albus Brian Wulfric Percival Dumbledore was in for a rude awakening in April when he gets called before the ICW demanding to know what the letter was talking about.