Unfit

Prologue

(A/N: There are plenty of lines from the first book in this chapter. I do not own the Harry Potter series, all rights go to J.K. in those regards)

This isn't fair, none of this was at all fair.

"Albus, do you honestly believe leaving my nephew with those Muggles is the only option?" I ask him.

As we walk the down path side-by-side towards Privet Drive, my heels click against the stone as we leisurely make our way there.

"He needs to live a normal life until the time is right for him to be introduced to magic and sent his letter. I know how hard this is for you, Ms. Potter. But the Ministry already decided that you were unfit to take him in at such a young age."

"That's a load of rubbish, they just don't like that I have a Muggle-ish job while still being part of the magical world, bunch of prejudiced bastards," I wave off his words like nothing. He gave me a side eye that would be considered disapproving had his lip not quirked up at my statement. "Besides, just because I'm a year younger than James doesn't mean that should hinder my ability to raise a child. Especially James and Lily's child, I'm still listed as Harry's godmother as well as Sirius being his godfather."

At the mention of Sirius he stops in his place causing me to stop with him. "You didn't hear the news?" He asked me with an incredulous look on his face.

"What news? I came here as soon as you owled me to get to your office. I haven't been anywhere else." I'm now very worried, what happened? Why isn't Sirius here to counter Albus' decision with me?

"Sirius has been looking for Peter since last night, nobody has found them yet. There are speculations that Sirius was the Secret Keeper," He informs me.

When I come out of my thoughts, I realize that the look on his face is more disbelief than serious. "You don't think he was, do you?" He shrugged and gave me a wink, not an answer. I scoff in annoyance, "Of course he wasn't, even I wouldn't have disputed a plan like Sirius probably had. Pettigrew was most likely the Keeper to keep death eaters from torturing the secret out of Sirius if they ever managed to catch him. " So not only am I left alone in this, but Sirius is still looking for a man that gave away the secret. "Why wont they let me have him? It is absolutely ridiculous, I haven't done anything wrong!"

"The Ministry believes that you were consorting with Sirius who has yet to be found as he hasn't come across Peter, though there is word that the Aurors are right behind him on his hunt. Both the Minister and the Head of the DMLE believe that he fell to his family's views and, unknown to any of us, became a death eater."

"Oh and they can't just give me some Veritaserum to prove that wrong, that would just be giving me what I want. Aiding a perceived blood traitor would be most disgraceful." Oh I bet it was that stupid Corneilious Fudge's idea as well, never did like that man."

They have finally made it through the shrub and are at one end of Privet Drive underneath a street light, Albus starts to dig around in his pockets for something. I'm guessing for the lights on this street, don't really need any muggles seeing anything out of the ordinary. I look straight ahead and notice an oddly placed cat that honestly could've been fake had it not just blinked. Cats don't sit still and straight like that normally, I release a small huff of a laugh which gathers Albus' attention.

He looks in the direction that I'm looking at and mutters, "I should have known." He finally manages to pull out a silver torch, and starts stealing the light from each of the lamps along the street. He puts his Put-Outer back in his pocket and starts walking down the sidewalk in the pitch black.

Walking towards number four Privet Drive, before perching himself on the wall next to the 'cat'. "Fancy seeing you here, Professor McGonagall."

All of a sudden Minerva is standing there instead of the cat in her fancy emerald green cloak and her sleek black hair pulled tight into a bun. "How did you know it was me?" She asked.