Uninvited Guests

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Deep in the fields of Scotland an ancient castle stood tall and magestik in the solitude of the open country side, this was no ordinary castle thou this was hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry the finest quality school for young witches and wizards England could ask for,thou that opinion depended on who you asked. The headmaster albus dumbledore had gathered his staff to his office to finish the last minute planning for the defenses that would protect the philosopher stone that coming school year as such professors McGonagall, snape, quarall, flitwick, sprout, and Hagrid the grounds keeper were all sitting with him in his office. Suddenly the smoking and dancing baubles that he used to keep a close eye on the were abouts and well being of Harriet Potter exploded in a shower of glass and gears giving six of them a good scare thou poor quarall looked ready to have a heart attack.

"Albus what in the world happened?" McGonagall asked as she and the others began dusting the debris off them.

"Hmm I wonder as well my dear, those baubles were keyed to Harriet's well being and location, perhaps we should see what is going on at her home at the moment" the moment Albus mentioned the potter heiress current living conditions McGonagall grew cross she knew he was feeding them all lies about a life of grandure supposedly to keep her safe, well the old witch wouldn't let this opportunity pass her by.

"I told you all those years ago Albus that Harriet Potter shouldn't have been left with her muggle relatives" that got everyone's attention even quarall who was still fighting a panic attack.

"you did what?" The chill in the potions professors voice could have frozen the ocean. "Do you have any idea what Lilly's sister is like the fact that she hasn't lost her own child from criminal negligence is simply a miracle let alone what she would do to the child of the sister she hated" most were staring at snape as if he had a screw loose but McGonagall knew that as much as snape may hate James potter Harriet had still been Lilly's daughter and he would not allow her to be harmed.

"Now severeus I'm sure that this is a simple malfunction in the devices I will check on it tomorrow and the matter can be resulved" dumbledore tried to put on his best grandfatherly smile but in side he was deeply worried if Harriet was seriously injured or worse dead then his entire plan was up in smoke and it was too late to turn the media's attention to Neville longbottom if he tried to name him the boy who lived they would backlash at him.

"No this matter will be resolved now, I will be going to check on her since you apparently can't bothered to" snape sharply rose from the table and walked out of the room with McGonagall following him.

"Wait a moment severeus I'll accompany you, I told that fool when he first suggested it that it was insane to leave her there but you know how he is when he has it stuck in his head that his way is the best way it becomes the only way." Snape nodded as they reached the edge of the wards and transfigured their cloaks and robes into casual clothing so they would blend in with the muggle street.

After a quick apparation they found themselves at number four privet drive cloaked in disillusionment charms and other anti-muggle precautions but as they approached the door they felt the cold depressive magic that cloaked the home showing any that where sensitive enough to magic the ture horrors that had been going on in that building. A quick alohomora and the door easily swung open showing the cold sterile interior of the house, as they moved further in McGonagall looked over the pictures on the walls

"Not a single photo of Harriet, it's like they denied ever having her in the house" snape stayed quiet as he opened the door to the cupboard under the stairs were the magic was coming from the strongest, there lying on the floor was a flimsy little thing that could barely be called a cot with a single small green blanket on it that had the enitials H.P. stitched into the corner. McGonagall gasped as she looked closer only to find dried blood soaked thru the cot.

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