The Road Not Taken | Harry Potter
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Had he not been so blinded by his own greatness, maybe he would have seen the mistake he was making. Maybe if he had looked into the boy's eyes and seen the unnatural and magical green, if he had seen the stillness with which he laid in the blankets, maybe, just maybe he could have prevented it all.
But he didn't.
And when morning came, and Harry was waiting for Petunia Dursley to open the door and take him in, Albus was absolutely sure that his plan would succeed.
Only it didn't.
Harry spent precisely six hours with the Dursley's before he was shoved into a car and taken to the furthest orphanage in London.
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The light had given up on Harry so why should he help them?
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