The Aftermath of the Mistake
The Potter house hold was a flurry. Aurors rushing around and Dumbledore, and the Potters where giving Orion their full and undivided attention. Harry was left in the arms of his godfather, his small face scowling at the seen before him. So many thoughts were rushing through his head. If Dumbledore had been lying to him this whole time what was true in his first life. Who had Dumbledore manipulated for the cause of the greater good.
We're his friends his real friends? Anger settled over Harry's entire being, if he had been forced to live with the Dursleys for no god-forsaken reason, if Ron and Hermione we're not his true friends they were going to live like hell in this life.
Now that Harry thought about it Hermione never would have betrayed him but Ron and the Weasleys in general had always been suspicious. Why would a pure-blooded family be walking around the Muggle entrance yelling about Platform 9 and 3/4. Ron making sure to complain about his money when they first met. Ginny following him around like a little Fangirl. Harry couldn't pinpoint the day he fell in love with her it was like everything it clicked what if that had been a love potion. Could he have never actually loved Ginny?
Finger was building and building and building but it reached its pressure point when Dumbledore he was going to live with the Dursleys. This could not be happening again, they made his life hell.
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Hagrid dropped Harry off at the dursleys again there was less crying it was a very professional drop no tears of sadness or regret stumping a little baby on the footsteps of a house where Dumbledore knew he would be abused. Harry didn't plan on staying there though. As soon as he was old enough to actually walk or clean himself he would get out of the dursleys and find the people who actually mattered and they would make Dumbledore's life hell. Voldemort's to even if he wasn't on Dumbledore's side this time Voldemort had still ruined his life. They would be their own side away from the whole conflict between Tom marvolo Riddle and Albus Percival wulfric Brian Dumbledore. And that would probably help them win.
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The next morning when Petunia Dursley went to put the milk bottles out she screamed seeing a little baby wrapped in cloth lying on her doorstep the named Harry embroidered on the blanket.
A/N sorry it's so short my computer broke and I had to write this on my phone!!! Thank you so much for the reads and votes!!! I love comments the help me be a better writer!!!
-Mazie