Contacting the Guardians

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Notes:

The maybe long awaited chapter. I had 7 interviews this week (I have one in a few hours) and needed to write a little bit each day as some stress relief. Updates will still be slow but I hope you all enjoy this chapter.

Chapter Text

Wendell did not sleep well that night. After reassuring his wife that things were okay, they went to bed. He woke up at only 7 am and slipped out of bed. After finishing his morning routine, he went downstairs to start the kettle for tea.

About an hour later his lovely wife Monica came down and joined him for tea. She started to make breakfast for them, some eggs, sausage, and English muffins with jam.

"Who called so late last night?" Monica asked.

"A couple of agents at an American Federal agency. They asked that we get in contact with one of Hermione's teachers for her friend Harry. Apparently, something happened while he was on vacation, and they needed a guardian for him." Wendell said, reading the paper he wrote on last night.

"You better get started on the letter then. Hermione will be down soon so she can probably help if you need it." Monica said, spreading jam on the English muffins.

Wendell went to get some paper and a fountain pen. He decided to begin the letter by explaining about the call he got last night. He was just finishing up the letter with the instructions NIS gave him along with the phone number when Hermione came down.

"Morning mummy, morning daddy" she said, kissing both her parents on the cheek. They sat down for breakfast, making some small talk and discussing what they would be doing that day.

"Hermione this morning I need to borrow Hedwig. I got a call last night that even though Harry is fine, something happened to his family while they were on vacation and the agent that called me needs a guardian from your school to represent him. Who should I address the letter to?" Wendell asked his daughter. Making sure she knew her friend was okay, or she would be freaking out.

"I would write to Professor McGonagall because she's his head of house. Professor Dumbledore is usually too busy in the summer." Hermione said.

Wendell finished the letter and looked up to ask his daughter to get Hedwig when he saw the beautiful snowy owl sitting perched on the chair next to him. She held out her leg and he finished attaching the letter and watched as she flew away. He always wondered how she knew when she was needed but would never ask the prideful owl that. They loved when she came with a letter from their daughter, always treating her with a couple treats or some bacon.

The family settled in to watch some news before they would really begin their day. Hermione and her mom were going to the grocery store while Wendell went to the office. He was working today while Monica stayed home to spend some time with their daughter before she went back to school.

Minerva McGonagall was sitting in her office at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was glad it was summer, but her job was never done. As proud as she is for her positions she is overworked. Being the transfiguration teacher, Gryffindor head and Deputy Headmistress leaves little to no time for anything else. She had just finished the first year of her favorite student's child, Harry Potter. It was a crazy year and she felt incredibly guilty about not listening to him and his friends about the stone. Her boss Headmaster Albus Dumbledore had assured her that it was safe.

She was filling out some paperwork, once again asking the board of governors for new school brooms, citing the injury report from that year as proof of danger and need. She heard a tapping on the window and looked up to see a very familiar looking snowy owl. She waved her wand to open the window and took the letter from Hedwig when she landed on the perch next to her desk.

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