Hello all you wonderful people! So I have been playing around with this idea for quite some time and now I've finally gathered up the courage to post it. Anyhoo, here goes, I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: Really I don't see the point in this, you are all very much aware that I do not own anything HP related. All I have is this little plot *big sigh*

Chapter 1

"Amy! Amelia! Come back here!" called the bony women with an astoundingly long neck and greying hair.

A little ways down the aisle a soft giggle could be heard, followed by a tinkering voice which called back, "You going to have to catch me gran!"

Sighing to herself, the elder women thought it best to let the little girl run around until she tired herself out. Coming round the corner, trolley in her grasp, Petunia Dursley had the biggest shock imaginable. Up ahead her granddaughter was talking to a little girl who couldn't have been more than 8 years old- much like Amy. What shocked her, however, was not the fact that her granddaughter had made a friend- it was the friend she had made. Slowly taking the girl in, Petunia couldn't help suppress the tear which trickled down her cheek- the little girl was a splitting image of Lily at that age. Every single detail, right down to her eyes, the exact shape and colour of her baby sister's eyes.

Suddenly a voice broke her out of her trance.

"Lily! Lily, where on earth have you gotten to?" the voice called out, which caused Amy's little friend to look up in surprise. The next words that came out of the little girl's mouth almost caused Petunia to have a heart attack right there and then.

"I'm over here, Mummy!" she called out with a slight laugh.

Turing around, Petunia saw a women rounding the corner pushing a trolley, much like herself. The women had long red hair, and a beautiful face with eyes which made her seem fierce and strong. The women walked up to the girls and bent down to talk to the little girl.

"Lily, you know you shouldn't go running of without me, what if you got lost darling?" she asked lovingly.

"I'm sorry Mummy, I won't do that again, but look I've made a friend!" Lily said with a smile, gesturing to Amy.

"That's lovely sweetheart," the women said, "and what's your name young lady?" she asked kindly, turning to Amy.

"I'm Amelia, but you can call me Amy, everyone does," Amy replied with a smile. Before the women could reply, Amy glanced up and noticed her gran, "Gran! Come see, I made a friend! Her name is Lily!" Amy shouted.

Smiling Petunia went over to the little girl and said softly, "Lily, that's a lovely name, I once had a sister named Lily."

The young girl smiled brightly up at her and said, "That's wonderful! I was named after my Grandmother, I never met her but Daddy says I look just like her!"

Before Petunia could think of a proper response for the girl, her mother stood up and offered her hand and said, "Hello, I'm Ginny, Ginny Potter. Sorry about my daughter, Lily just loves making new friends… and talking, she can't ever seem to stop." Ginny finished with a laugh.

Petunia could only stare at the women, slowly shaking her hand while her mind reeled. Could it be? The odds were astronomical, yet there was undoubtable proof.

"Potter?" Petunia asked softly, not daring to get her hopes up, "as in Harry Potter?"

Giving her a curious look, Ginny slowly replied, "Yes, Harry Potter, he's my husband."

"Husband? You mean, Harry is alive? He survived?" Petunia asked, now completely and utterly shocked.

"Yes he did, I'm sorry, but who are you?" Ginny asked carefully.

"I- I'm his aunt. Petunia." She replied, which earned a shocked look from the women in front of her.

"Oh my gosh! Really? This is amazing! I must tell Harry! Mrs Dursley, he has been searching for you for years!" Ginny said excitedly grabbing on to Petunia's arm.

"He- He has? Really?" Petunia asked, sceptically.

"Yes, gosh ever since the war ended his been searching! The protection details which were assigned to your family were called back once the war began, they lost track of your family after that." Ginny replied, her voice filled with an underlying sadness as she spoke of the war.

"Would you care to join me for tea later today? I know Harry would love to see you." Ginny asked, hopefully.

"Ooh can we go Gran? Can we?" Amy pleaded, jumping up and down.

"Sure, that would be wonderful. Although would you mind coming over to my house? I just think that would be easier." Petunia questioned the young women.

"Yes no problem, does 4:30 sound good?" Ginny replied.

"Yes that would be lovely dear." Petunia said.

"I'm sorry but I have to dash now, but I shall see you later today," Ginny said with a smile, before turning to the girls and saying, "Come on Lils, your Grans waiting for us."

Petunia watched as the two quickly strode away. She couldn't believe it, after all these years, the heavy weight that seemed to have permanently lodged itself into her heart, had now lifted- Harry survived. And she could not have been more thankful.

Okay so thats chapter one, I know its pretty short but they do get longer. Be a darling, drop a review, let me know what you think... hopefully I will have the next chappy up by sometime tomorrow. So until then, take care :)