Chapter 1
The Unexpected Surprise
"Wahhhhh, wahh." Those were the unmistakable cries of a baby. Petunia Dursley was the first to hear them in the middle of the night. She was a very light sleeper. She just couldn't figure out why there was even a baby crying so loud in the middle of the night in her perfect neighborhood. Petunia had decided to investigate. She was not a person who turned the blind eye as some people would say it. She got her nose in everyone's businesses. She got on her pink slippers and a robe to go over her sleeping gown.
As she headed down the steps the baby's cries grew louder. In fact they sounded as if they were coming from outside her door. She opened her door and looked outside onto her perfect lawn and then down onto her porch steps. This can't be happening thought Petunia as she saw those unmistakable green eyes of her sister. Petunia stood there transfixed by the sight of the kid. She knew of course that her sister had a baby boy. Her sister did in fact send her a letter about the little boy and how she thought he was the most wonderful thing in the world. Petunia knew the feeling because she had a baby boy herself about two years before. Although not in a million years did she think that her sister's child would show up on her door step. As she picked up the child she noticed a letter sitting on top of the baby. It was addressed to Petunia Dursley, Privet Drive, in Little Wingings. What was his name again? Barry no its Harry she thought.
Petunia walked inside and set Harry into Dudley's car seat which her and her husband had brought in earlier that day. (Dudley is her son)She set the car seat on the kitchen table which she had waxed just the other day. Her house had to be in pristine condition all the time. Petunia walked over to the kitchen refrigerator and retrieved some baby food. She still had some left because Dudley couldn't always eat solid foods. The kid had to be hungry and she wasn't going to starve her sister's kid even when he turned up unexpectedly on her doorstep. As she fed little Harry she remembered the letter that was sitting on top of him when she picked Harry up. Oh my god what has happened to my sister! Petunia was thinking. She finished feeding Harry and went upstairs with him to lay him down on the opposite side of where Dudley was sleeping in his crib. She looked at her child sleeping. What an angel she thought.
Petunia headed downstairs to finally read the letter that very possibly had terrible news waiting to tell to her. The letter was addressed to her. She opened it with her favorite letter opener and pulled out the letter. Her heart was beating wildly fast and she wondered if she even had the guts to read it. Finally Petunia started to read the dreaded letter.
Dear Petunia Dursley,
I'm very sorry that I had to tell you this in a letter but it had to be done.
Oh god something has happened to my sister! What about her husband? What happened to him! Why isn't her son with his dad? Oh my god, oh my god!
I'm sorry to say that Lily and James Potter have died protecting their son from Lord Voldemort. I don't know how much Lily has told you about the magic world but Voldemort is a very powerful dark evil wizard. I felt like I was the one who had to tell you first about the death of your sister and her husband. Lily talked about you very much and you were very dear to her.
Petunia placed her hand on her head and cried. How in the world can I bear to read more when my sister has died and also her husband?! After her sobs had died down a little, Petunia got a hold of herself and began to read more.
If Lily didn't die to save Harry, Voldemort would have killed Harry too. I know that you know how much capacity Lily had to love others. In dyeing for Harry Lily insured that Harry couldn't be killed by Voldemort. Lily's love now lives on in little Harry's blood. If you decide to take in Harry the fidelius charm will take effect over your household. The charm will protect Harry and your family from Voldemort or any of his followers from even coming into reach of your household. Voldemort is dead by the way but I'm afraid to say that I think he has ways of coming back.
This letter just kept on getting worse and worse, thought Petunia. How in the world can this guy come back when he was already dead? How in the world was a charm going to protect a little boy from a guy is supposedly so powerful? Oh my god! How many times am I going to say oh my god? Oh my god how sane will I be when this nightmare finally ends? Wait maybe this is a nightmare. Yeah Petunia just wake yourself up. After slapping herself several times she finally gave up and accepted that what was happening was true.
I expect you to take good care of Harry. I understand that you might not want to take him in because you might think it's his fault that Lily in dead.
How in the world does this person know what I'm thinkin?. Wait a minute this letter is written in the style that Dumbledore writes in. Maybe I'll just check to make sure it was written by Dumbledore. Petunia scanned down the letter to the very end to see if in fact it was written by Dumbledore. It was so Petunia kept on reading.
Please take in little Harry. Do it for Lily. I know that even if you decided not to care for Harry, I know that millions of people from the wizarding world would want him. Although I think it is best that Harry grew up away from the wizarding world until he is ready for it. He will be famous for just surviving the killing curse which is what was used against him, Lily, and James. When he turns about eight he will start showing his magical ability as that is how it happened with Lily when she turned about eight. For that is how it happens for every witch and wizard. I'm so sorry for your loss. I'm very sad about it too. I was very fond of Lily, for she showed many wonderful characteristics. If you wish to attend her funeral and James funeral send a letter back to me. I know that you know that your letter can get to me through muggle mail.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Petunia read the letter over and over again. She couldn't actually believe just her sister was dead. She couldn't believe that Harry was just dumped on her doorstep in the middle of the night with just a letter. She couldn't believe that Dumbledore couldn't have just told her in person instead of just a letter. Oh and of course she was going to the funeral. Plus also how in the world did that old man remember when she had sent a letter to him through the muggle mail system begging him to let her come to Hogwarts.
She had a flashback of when she was a little girl and her sister got her letter to go to Hogwarts School of magic. She couldn't believe that they were parting. Petunia and her sister were extremely close. Petunia wrote to professor Dumbledore who happened to send a very nice reply back. Petunia understood that she couldn't go because she didn't have any magic. Petunia had been jealous of her sister from that point on. Her parents were always proud of her and everybody adored her. Especially that Snape kid. Petunia never could get her sister to see that Severous pretty much loved her. But Petunia knew it would never happen because well Snape was just so unattractive. With his greasy hair, pointy nose, and his oversized clothes.
She had never told her husband that her sister was a witch. They never went to visit her. Petunia just told Vernon (Vernon is her husband) that her sister was a good for nothing nobody who married an alcoholic. Now with Harry here she was going to have to tell Vernon all about her sister and what had happened and why they had another mouth to feed. Vernon wasn't going to go kindly about this. Vernon was the kind of person who believed everything in life should be well ordered and nothing ever mythical should ever be mentioned. Maybe that was why Petunia married him in the first place. After her being the normal one in the family she thought that maybe she should marry a completely normal person.
Petunia walked over to her desk when she noticed that is was getting light out. She had spent almost the whole night up. She grabbed a piece of paper, a pen, and an envelope. If she was going to make it to the funeral so she had to write back soon. Just when she finished her letter and put it in the envelope, she heard Vernon moving around upstairs. It was normal for Petunia to be out of bed before him so he wouldn't make anything of it to find her not in bed. Petunia left the desk and went to start breakfast. It would be a light breakfast today because she wasn't exactly in the mood to do anything big. Vernon would be surprised not to get a large breakfast because he to was a large man but he can live with a small breakfast for once.
Vernon walked downstairs and smiled to see that his breakfast was almost done. Petunia said good morning but it wasn't the happy good morning that Vernon always got. At once Vernon noticed something was wrong.
"Honey what's wrong?," asked Vernon. Petunia told him everything that had happened last night. She left out some things for her and his sake. Petunia was right. Vernon was starting to get mad. It looked as if his jugular vein was going to pop.
"Vernon dear before you blow up at me about us having to feed another mouth, I have something else to tell you," said Petunia.
"There's more!," exclaimed Vernon in utter disbelief.
"Ah yes there is honey. You see I've been lying to you about my sister and her husband. They aren't good for nothing people. Well I really don't know much about her husband, but he seemed really nice and he seemed to care about Lily when he tried to call her," said Petunia. She was going to say more but Vernon interrupted her.
"Petunia get to point, or I'm going to be late for work," said Vernon.
"Well my sister is a witch and her husband is a wizard, and before you blow a gasket Vernon just hear me out," said Petunia quickly once she noticed that Vernon's jugular vein was about to pop, "I know that you think I've probably gone psycho but I'm telling the truth. I only didn't tell you because you're not supposed to know. I only know about the wizarding world because my sister is in it. Now I have to tell because we are going to take in Harry and Harry will have magic too."
"Petunia I don't want to talk about this anymore right now. I'm going to work and we'll talk about this when I get back home," said Vernon dismissively. After Vernon left, Petunia went back to bed and cried herself to sleep. She woke up to one of the boys crying. She went to the room that was next to her and Vernon's room. She found Dudley crying. He must have been hungry. Well he was a big kid. He was born at ten pounds. Dudley was such a stress on her when she was pregnant but she still loves him. Anyways Dudley needed his food. Petunia looked over at Harry. Poor kid she thought, he's is going to have a rough life living here. As Petunia gazed at Harry she noticed something very odd on his forehead. What is that? Is that a lightning bolt? She looked at it more closely. It was a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt. I wonder how he got that.
Petunia headed back downstairs thinking about Harry's lightning bolt scar and she put Dudley in his highchair. Petunia tried to feed him solid food again and this time he didn't puke it up. After she fed him she then thought about how she was going to get to the post office. She only had one car seat. She called up her neighbor Mrs. Fig. She was a nice old cat lady who would love to watch the boys. She figured that Mrs. Fig didn't do much and that she needed to get out the house every once in a while. Petunia waited for Mrs. Fig. The doorbell rang and Petunia ran to the door. She opened the door and looked at Mrs. Fig. She had forgotten how batty Mrs. Fig was. Well she would have to do she guessed. She wasn't going to make Mrs. Fig walk all the way home. Petunia showed Harry and Dudley to her. Mrs. Fig gasped and fell to the ground when she saw Harry. Petunia thought she having a heart attack. Petunia got Mrs. Fig in a chair and got her a glass of water. When Petunia was about to go pick up the phone to call for an ambulance, Mrs. Fig said she was fine.
"I'm just so surprised that you're the aunt of the famous Harry Potter," croaked Mrs. Fig.
"How do you know about this?," asked Petunia cautiously. Petunia had just thought Mrs. Fig was an old cat woman who was completely normal.
"Oh I'm a squib honey. I was born to a magical family but I didn't acquire any magical abilities," she explained," But I keep in touch with the magical world."
"Oh," was all that Petunia could muster.
"Just go and send your letter now. Everything is fine," said Mrs. Fig assuring. As Petunia was driving to the post office, she couldn't help but think that what if the magic world surrounded her. What if there was a witch or wizard around every corner? What if they were in the government?, thought Petunia. She couldn't bear it if she found out there was some magic was also in the government. Petunia finally reached the post office but she was very skittish about everything that happened around her. She almost screamed when a tabby cat came out of the bushes. She walked into the post office and waited in line. When she finally got to the counter she handed the letter over the counter so that she could ask the guy behind it if the letter was sure not to get lost. After all she wasn't just going to put the letter in some just ordinary post box. She had to make sure that it would make it to Hogwarts. As the man assured her it would make it to its destination, he looked down at the letter and frowned. Oh my god what is going on now? Miss please come with me.