The Adopted Weasley and The Philosopher's Stone

Prologue

Third Person POV:

It's nighttime in Surrey, we see an owl on the street sign PRIVET DRIVE. The street has a lot of identical looking brown bricked houses. The owl flies away and an elderly man with crimson robes and a long silvery white beard walks out of a forest near the street, past a tabby cat standing next to what looks like a shed. He takes out his deluminator and activates it. Dumbledore zaps all the light out of the lampposts. He puts away the device and a cat meows. Dumbledore looks down at the cat. "I should have known that you would be here...Professor McGonagall." Dumbledore said. The cat silently looks at him, on a wall you can see the cat's shadow turn into a woman with a tall hat. "Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumors true, Albus?" Professor McGonagall asked. "I'm afraid so, Professor. The good, and the bad." Dumbledore said. "And the children?" Professor McGonagall asked."Hagrid is bringing the both of them." Dumbledore answered. "Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?" Professor McGonagall asked. "Ah, Professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life." Dumbledore said.

There is a motor sound, and the two professors look up to see a flying motorcycle coming down from the air. It skids on the street and halts. A large man with shoulder length black hair and beard takes off his goggles. "Professor Dumbledore, Sir. Professor McGonagall." Hagrid said. "No problems, I trust, Hagrid?" Dumbledore asked. "No, sir. Little tyke's fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. Heh. Try not to wake him. There you go." Hagrid said as he hands one of the babies that are wrapped in a bundle over to Dumbledore. "Albus, do you really think it's safe, leaving him with these people? I've watched them all day. They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are..." McGonagall said. "The only family he has." Dumbledore said. They stop outside a house which is 4 Privet Drive. "This boy will be famous, so will the girl. There won't be a child in our world who doesn't know there names." McGonagall stated. "Exactly. He's better off growing up away from all that. Until he is ready." Dumbledore said.

Dumbledore places the baby on the ground slowly. Hagrid sniffles, he is sobbing a little. He clears his throat. "There, there, Hagrid. It's not really goodbye, after all." Dumbledore said to Hagrid as he nods. Dumbledore takes a letter and places it on the baby, who is now at the foot of the door. "Good luck...Harry Potter." Dumbledore said. The baby boy has a lightning-bolt shaped scar on the right side of his forehead. "But what of the girl? Who is going to take care of her?" Professor McGonagall asked Dumbledore. "Ah, yes she will be raised by the Weasley's." Dumbledore answered. "Albus, I have nothing against them, but why the Weasley's? After all she still has family that could take her in, right?" Professor McGongall asked. "She does have family but, her mother was very adamant that she was raised by the Weasley's if something ever happened to her." Dumbledore answered. "Now you should get going Hagrid, it's getting late and we wouldn't want to worry the Weasley's now do we." Dumbledore said. "Ah, yes Professor I shall be going. I'll let you know when she gets there. Have a good night Professors." Hagrid said. "Have a good night Hagrid." The Professors said at the same time.

After that Hagrid was set off with the little baby girl to The Burrow where the Weasley's wait for there new daughter to arrive. As the Professors were leaving Dumbledore decided to turned around to the direction the motorcycle was going "Good luck... Chloey Weasley." Dumbledore said. The baby girl fast asleep in Hagrid's arms, has a lightning-bolt shaped scar on the left side of her forehead just like the little baby boy.