chapter 1

                                    

                                          
It was early hours of the morning, and the little street of private drive was lovely and quiet and still, that was until two cats appeared from nowhere.  The two cats made their way to number four private drive where they sat upon the wall.  Both cats looked at one another then turned their attention back to the house as they heard an alarm go off.  Half an hour latter both cats watched   as a big, beefy man with a large purple face.  Exited the house, he wore a dark beige coloured suit and held a brown brief case. He had thick, dark hair, a bushy black moustache with hardly any neck and small, blue, mean eyes.   Again both cats looked at each other then back at the man who groaned. He opened his car and placed his case in the passengers side, he closed the door then made his way around to the drivers side when he noticed the two cats watching him.  He walked towards the cats ready to shoo them off when he noticed how unusual they actually looked.  One a tabby cat with the most unusual blue coloured eyes that also had a circular shape around them, it looked as though the tabby wore glasses, the other a gorgeous black cat with long soft fur and an unusual grey streak on its head, it had large brown eyes that anyone would get lost in. Even Vernan lost himself in those eyes for a moment until a screeching voice brought him back to reality.  "Vernan, you forgot your lunch" the woman's voice was incredibly irritating. She was a tall thin brown haired woman with nearly twice the usual amount of neck.  Huffing Vernan turns around, heading back to the woman. "Thank you Petunia." He kisses her cheek then heads back to his car, Then drives away.  The two felines sat on the wall simply watching the house and people around it for the rest of the day.
                          
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 An owl, sitting on the street sign flies off to reveal a mysterious appearing old man walking through a forest near the street. He stops at the start of the street and takes out a mechanical device and zaps all the lights out of the lampposts. He puts away the device and a cat meows. The old man looks down at the two cats: a tabby and a Long black fur are sitting on a brick ledge.  The old man chuckles "I should have known that you both would be here...Professor McGonagall, Professor Black." The man nods.  The black cat meows, as they both transform into their human selves. "Good evening, Professor Dumbledore." The husky voice belonged to Bellatrix Black a fairly tall strikingly beautiful young lady with messy raven locks that frame her beautiful smooth looking face. Her ruby lips form a smile as her big brown eyes shine in the moonlight. The moon also caused the grey streak in her hair to stand out much more than usual. She wore a black corset that clung to each curve perfectly and a long black flowing skirt with black heeled boots adding to her height. "Are the rumours true, Albus?" This voice belonged to an older rather severe-looking lady known as Minerva Mcgonagall. She is older than the curly haired witch but younger than the old man. She wore glasses the exact same shape as the cat had around its eyes. The unusual blue coloured eyes were simply beautiful especially in the moonlight, Her lips were a mix between a red and pink colour and Her black hair was drawn into a tight bun and she wore an emerald green cloak that covered up her lovely body frame. She too was a rather tall woman , though she was a good few inches shorter than Bellatrix and Dumbldore. "I'm afraid so, Professor. The good, and the bad." He looked rather sadly at Minerva, then Bella.
                          
"And the boy?" The youngest of the three asks. "Hagrid is bringing him."  "Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?" Minerva looked at the older man who simply replied  "Ah, Minerva, I would trust Hagrid with my life."  There is a motor sound, and the three look up to see a flying motorcycle coming down from the air. It skids on the street and halts. A large man, Rubeus  Hagrid takes off his goggles.  "Professor Dumbledore, Sir. Professor McGonagall. Bell-" he clears his throat. "Professor Black." Hagrid nods, earning a smile and a curt nod from Bella. "No problems, I trust, Hagrid?" Dumbledore asks "No, sir. Little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. Heh. Try not to wake him. There you go."  Hagrid hands a baby in a blanket over to Dumbledore, Bella couldn't help but move closer, wanting to look at the sleeping Harry. "He's still so precious" she mumbles. The old wizard smiles and offers the baby for her to hold, she happily takes him. Dumbldore smiles sympathetically at Bella, knowing this was the only child of her best friend Lily, and James was like a brother to her, she was there when he was born and now here she is again, saying goodbye to him. He had thought about giving the boy to Bella but the ministry denied it said it would be best if he were raised by his muggle family. "Such a cute little puppy. Minnie look" the young witch whispers as she moves closer to the older woman, unaware of the sad look Dumbldore gave her.  Minerva watched Bella rock the baby in her arms, leaning over her slightly to look at the child, and she couldn't help but release a small smile. She had to admit, he was simply adorable. Bella started to hum quietly to the little baby in her arms. Minerva turned to Dumbldore not wanting to leave the sweet creature with these people. "Albus, do you really think its safe, leaving him with these people? We've been watching them all day. They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are." Minerva's voice showed  concern for the child. "The only family he has." The man sighs. They all walked to the house in silence apart from Bella's peaceful humming.