The Forgiven Crime

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On Christmas Eve Harry waited a long time for Draco to knock on his door. The knock came at around 10, it was frantic and Harry didn't even have time to move before his door opened and Draco stormed in. 

"You've made the Prophet!" He shoved the paper Harry's way.

Boy-Who-Lived Misplaced Child Before Christmas!
Dear readers, I was brought grave news this morning by Albus Dumbledore himself that Harry Potter is missing. Now, what sort of reporter would I be if I didn't check around before publishing such a story.

I checked with a goblin, whom wishes to be kept anonymous, about Mr. Potters wearabouts, and my readers you would not believe the shocking information I have uncovered.

According to records on file Harry Potter was kept from his godmother and magical gaurdianship was forcibly taken from the poor witch in question. Who is the wizard to do such a thing you might ask? None other than Dumbledore himself.

Not only did Chief Warlock illegally take a position against a mother's will but allegedly he dumped the boy with magic-hating-muggles.  The Headmaster of Hogwarts claims to care about the safety of children but what do you think readers? After this shocking news I await word from The-Boy-Who-Lived himself for a more in depth interview.

°Rita Skeeter°

"Yikes," he passed the paper back uninterested. 

"Well aren't you going to talk with her? This could send him to Azkaban!"

"Yes, indeed it could." Lucius stood in the doorway with his arms behind his back. Severus stood not too far behind him.

"Uncle Lucius, Uncle Sev, to what do we owe this lovely morning visit." The two men share a look and rolled their eyes trying to keep their lips from twitching up.

"Dumbledore owled me this morning asking if I had heard anything about you on the dark side." Snape spoke first.

"I think we should get that awful woman over here, would you be willing to speak with her?" Lucius asked, his facial expression told Harry it didn't matter if he was ok with it, this was the proper pureblood way.  So he nodded and stood, Marvolo nuzzled his cheek a little.

~You will do great thingsss my Harry.~ The boys cheeks reddened at the sentiment, Marvolo started calling Harry his a few weeks ago and everytime the boys chest felt full.

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"You must be Harry Potter! A pleasure to meet you, I'm Rita, I have some questions for you." Harry sat with Lucius across from the woman.

"Nice to meet you Rita, I'd be happy to answer your questions if it clears up the chaos. I really didn't think anyone cared about me is all." The woman looked surprised, her quill scratching away beside her.

"What made you feel this way Harry?"

"Well my old family...they didn't treat me well. I slept in the cupboard under the stairs, fed stale bread every once and a while, did all of the housework, and got hit frequently. I didn't think they would miss me so I left to find a better home."

"No one ever visited you while you were in their care?"

"No ma'am, I didn't even know I was a wizard."

"So how did you end up in Gringotts? My readers are dying to know how the peices fit."

"Marv told me to go to Gringotts, he told me I was a special wizard."

"Who is Marv?"

"My snake of course, he saved me." Marvolo popped his head out over Harry's shoulder surprising the woman.