Defining Family

Scheming

A few weeks later, Dumbldore deicded to visit his resident potions master. Severus Snape.

He had him working on a project that would ensure the Wizarding world's survival should Voldimort find a way to return.

"Ah. Severus my boy. How are you?" He asked when the crow of a man opened the door. Snape sneered.
"Don't bother me with such usless plesentries. We both know why you're here. I still say I am against this plan of yours. Using magic replenishers, even specially made ones, to unlock a magical gene in a muggle is unheard of and dangerous. Even if you do succeed, the child may still rely on the replenishers to keep his magic up."

Dumbldore simply smiled and shook his head. "Then we'll continue to slip the child his dose through his daily pumpkin juice." He the professor off.
Snape wasn't having any of that."And what about when he graduates?"

Dumbledore stopped and hummed in thought before shrugging. "I suppose I'll just have Madam Pomfery find an irregularity in his magic and prescribed the potions to him to take regularly. Simple as that."

Snape continued to make his opinion known as he handed over the completed potion over.

At Potter manner, Lily Potter was most surpised to meet the Head Goblin of Gringotts on her doorstep.
"Mrs.Potter. I have information to discuss with you." He said, growling a little.
Lily welcomed him in, Dudley on her hip.

"What can I do for you?" She asked.
"Auntie! Give me milk! Give me! Give me! Give me!" He bounced impatiently.
Lilly smiled fondly at the boy. "Kopper. Could you get Dudely some milk?" She asked.

The elf disappeared and Dudely waited for the milk by glaring at the goblin. "You look gross." He commented with a scrunched up face. Fangmaster growled at the child, who then laughed at him. "Dat's lame!" He stuck his tounge out.

Fangmaster barely held himself back. He glanced to the woman who was smiling fondly at the beast of a boy. He cleared his throat.
"I suggest your nephew is sent to play in another room." He said in a voice the made it clear that her nephew would be mauled if he stayed any longer.

Lily paled horribly and held Dudley close, running off. She locked the door shut tight and put up a small ward on the room before returning to the meeting.
Fangmaster sighed.

"As it has come to my understanding, your mental state has become quite fragile. You seem to be fine normally, but any reminder of your son seems to cause you sevear distress." He said. On cue, her eyes dulled and her body slumped.

"On that note, I do have an option to make things just a little easier for you. If you were to sign over custody of the child to the bank, then any mail that comes to him including mail looking for 'the mother of Harry Potter' would go to the bank. You wouldn't have to deal with that piled growing anymore." He pointed to the pile of unopened envelops.

Lily wiped away her tears and let out an angry scoff, her dull eyes hardening. "Sign over custody of a dead child? Why not? What's it gonna do besides save my house elves some of the time they spend trying to get rid of that bloody pile. Give me the documents." She ordered in building anger.

Fangmaster handed the parchments over which she signed angrily.
As soon as she finished, a blood curdling scream came from the child's room. He came running out of the room and straight to Lily.
"Auntie Auntie! Kopper yelled at me! He did! A screamed and cursed at me! Make him go away Auntie! Make the mean elf go away!" He ordered.
They both looked at Kopper who was shaking horribly in fear and seemed to have gained a limp since they last saw him.

Fangmaster sent the house elf a sympathetic look as he gathered up the parchments. There. Harry Potter was custody of the bank.

"Kopper! You will pack your things and leave this place, or so help me. If I see you again it will be to soon!" Her rodered angrily, rocking her needs back and fourth.

Kopper froze. "B-but please. Ma'am. Kopper has no where to go. He will be forced back into the slavery system." He pleaded. Lily Potter only glared.

"You should have thought about that before you hurt my Dudely." She growled.

Suddenly Fangmaster was glad he agreed to have Harry raised on the island. His wife was right. This woman is not suited to care for anyone.

He cleared his throat. "Since we are done here. I will take my leave. " Fangmaster stood up, but ushered Kopper to follow him when Lily wasn't looking.
Tears were already brimming the elf's eyes. Fangmaster growled. "You won't be forced into slavery. The house of black is in sore need of house elves as they only have one cranky one. No one lives in that house and may not for many years, but you will be safe to work there. Tell all the others who work here that will have no where else to go of number 12 Grimmwauld Place. This is to be kept from Miss. Potter incase she wishes to take your haven. Do you understand?" He asked.

Kopper nodded hopefully, tears pouring down his cheeks. "Thank you sir. Thank you." He said. Fangmaster merely gave the house elf a cold nod before leaving the property.
So what if he has a soft spot for house elves?