Neighbour's dogs decided to start concert of barking all over the village....
It might be because they had noticed a wobbly puppy staggering out of one of the houses and nearly into a road.
Then black as deepest shadows, young pup with extremely messy fur made it's way along the gardens shrinking at the yapping dogs.
At first it wandered slowly, falling often, but getting up and stubbornly going forward....
Until it stumbled on tall, dark haired man with glasses and messed, curly brown hair and shrank into itself.
But as little one lifted its giant green eyes there wasn't anger in blue eyes. The owner of those eyes kneeled carefully extending a hand hoping for non-violent reaction from animal. Who sniffed at the appendage and stopped shaking. He could feel good heart, calmness and deep concern in that man, as well as underlying, currently contained, anger and strength.
-You must had rough times little one- mused stranger trading careful hand through soft fur, feeling every bone, scar and barely healed wound on small animal's back and sides.
The furry one decided then to trust this strange man with a double layerd being and gathering all his courage stumbled closer licking that warm hand.
Harry had decided sometime earlier to hide in his animagus form, and ditch wizarding world and Britain altogether.
Somehow he could feel this man was from somewhere else, and a Good person and with all that layers he seemed a lot like Remus. Which mean well meaning and wisdom.
Being lifted up pup-Harry Potter hoped his instinct were right.
Getting fed on nearby outdoor stand both man and dog were getting acquainted and on nearby field they went into a very futuristic looking plane. Harry wondered how it will start.
Getting curious looks from the couple of co-passengers man went to a seat and still cradling his new dog strapped himself.
Pup got to know his new caretaker's name, as redheaded woman asked about. Bruce Banner- apparently he was rescued by one of the most knowledgeable and caring scientists in USA with green alter-ego.
It seemed, his potter luck decided to grant fate's toy at least a bit of help.
Bruce after calmly relaying story about meeting the puppy gently petted small head which were swiveling nearly around and back in clear curiosity.
Except some time later there was a small snuggle, giant yawn and the pup went to sleep again after licking scientist fingers and looking at him with gratitude in those unusual green eyes.
As they lifted vertical and noislessly the pup's eyes glued themselves to nearby window watching shrinking landscapes below. Bruce could feel fast beating heart under his fingers in small chest, but also saw that the little one didn't even attempt any more movement out of his lap.
And quinjet flew above land and ocean.