Disclaimer-I dont own Harry Potter.
A/N-I got this idea for the movie Jane Eyre. It's not much but I hope you like it.
"Wake up!" Harry Potter awoke to his wife shaking him. He opened his eyes to see Ginny shoving a letter in his face.
"What is it love?" He asked taking the letter.
"The muggle mail carrier brought it for you. It's from your Aunt."
"Aunt Petunia?"
"I reckon so. Read it."
Harry opened the envelope to find Aunt Petunia's perfect hand-writing.
Harry Potter,
I am writing you, to alert you that your Uncle Vernon is gravely ill. I know that he was not exactly your favorite person, but he did provide a home for you when there was no where else for you to go. He and I tried our best to accept your practicing of "magic", and even though it was hard for him to understand why you would want to go to Hogwarts, he never kept you from attending. We never loved you as a son, but you were my sister's son, and it must count for something that we took you in. So Harry, I am asking you to please be grateful for the many years we cared for you, and come visit Vernon in his deathbed. It would mean alot to him as a dying man, for you to come to him, bid him farewell, and thank him for providing you a place to live during your youth.
Petunia Dursley
Closing the letter, Harry looked at Ginny. She sighed and grabbed his hand.
"This is going to be a a tough decsion for you to make, Harry."
"I know."
"Well what do you want to do?"
"I think my mum would have wanted me to go, and bid the old bastard farewell."
"Then we'll go.But the question is when will we go."
"If he's dying, we best go soon."
"How about this evening?.
"Ginny that's awfully soon. What will do with the kids?"
"Leave them with Mum and Dad of course! And I'll have Mum whip up a Shepard's pie for Petunia and Dudley."
"Oh he oughta love that. Well okay. Then it's settled we'll go tonight."
"Okay, well then I best get over to Mum's with the kids. Be back in a hour."
With a loud crack Ginny disapparated out of the room, and Harry lie back down. He was angry. What nerve Petunia had asking him to come, bid Vernon farewell. Vernon had never done anything for him, and he hated the bloody old fool. And even though he knew deep down that his Mum would want him to do this, he could already feel the resentment that he felt towards Vernon Dursley boiling up inside him. They never treated as a son, yet they had promised Dumbledore they would, and they thought his way of life was disgusting, yet Harry was still going to be trotting off to see them, just like the sucker he always was.