Chapter 1~In the Blankets
Sneaking quietly down the stairway of Number 4 Privet Drive, Harry waited for his Aunt to leave the kitchen. Just as he predicted, Petunia came through the door at 5 minutes to 1 and sat down in the living room to watch her favorite soap opera. Harry took this chance to slip into the kitchen unnoticed. He quickly grabbed a blueberry muffin from the tray on the countertop. Chewing it slowly, he savored each piece, all the while thinking how much better Hogwarts’ pumpkin pastries were.
As the last of the muffin was swallowed he ascended the stairs. Halfway down the hallway he heard a faint ‘pop’ and immediately assumed that it was one of the Auror members apparating to pick him up. He opened the door fully expecting Tonks or Lupin or another member to be standing in his room. He looked around hopefully, but sighed when he didn’t see anyone. Despairingly he dropped onto his bed, but was up again in no time when he heard a cry from the other side.
On his bed was what looked like pile of pink blankets, but upon closer examination was small baby. The little girl had small wisps of strawberry blond hair and curious green eyes. Harry slowly reached out and gently touched the baby’s small fingers, but he pulled back quickly when they curled up into a tiny fist.
Harry turned around and closed his eyes trying to convince himself it was all a dream; That he had fallen asleep on the bed and that the bundle of blankets had all been his imagination. Squeezing his eyes shut tighter and rubbing them for good measure, he turned around. But to his disappointment the blankets were still there and now small arms could be seen waving in the air and soon wailing could be heard from the blanket too.
Harry screwed up his eyes in frustration, but before he could figure out what to do next his door was swung open and revealed his Aunt Petunia. She looked livid as she stocked into the room. Harry looked up, not knowing what to say as Petunia glanced down at the baby.
"What have you done now?" she said looking at Harry with anger in her eyes, "What is that doing here?"
"I don’t know," Harry said plainly, "I walked into my room and she was on the bed."
"Well you better not think that I’m going to take care of her, because I’ve already- " she said raising her voice as she went. But she was not able to finish her sentence before an owl swooped in and dropped a letter at her feet. The owl left as quickly as it had come, shocking both Harry and Petunia speechless. Harry was the first to recover and quickly reached to get the envelope that was addressed to:
Number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging
Harry’s jaw dropped in surprise when he saw this and gave Petunia time to get her hands on it before he could.
"Since when do you get post by owl?" he asked, determined to figure out what was going on. Petunia’s hand shook as she opened the envelope and read it quickly. Harry stood up to get a look at it, but it was stashed quickly into her apron pocket.
"What did it say," he asked impatiently as Petunia moved awkwardly toward the door. "Who was it from?"
She seemed unwilling to speak until she was almost out the door when she said quietly, "You better….you better get ready to leave.", and with that she left the room, leaving Harry confused, but happy at the fact that he was leaving the Dursleys.
This is my first actual story (I have one other songfic) so please tell if you liked it and what I can do to make it better.
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