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August 1, 1991

Harry Potter opened his eyes and looked around his new room that he had been given by his relatives and thought "Well it seem's that everything worked out. Time to get started."

An hour later after showering and getting dressed Harry entered the kitchen where his aunt, uncle and cousin were eating breakfast and Harry said "Aunt Petunia."

Petunia Dursley sneered and said "What."

Harry said "I wanted to know if you were interested in hearing my parent's WILL."

Petunia eyes widen and Harry said "I was told that it was not executed because somebody named Albus Dumbledore used his political power to freeze it because of the war that was going on in thier world. I thought that maybe my parents might have had some instructions about paying for my care or even about my care. I know you don't like me and I am considered a burden so I thought that I would try and get it unfrozen so that if my parents left anything for you that you could recieve it or if they left instructions to pay for my care then you could be paid back for my care. If it turns out I am actually suppose to be in someone else's care then I won't have to be a burden to you...I don't know what my parent's did to make you hate them and me but for what it's worth, I'm sorry."

Vernon opened his mouth and said "And rightly you should be you freak. You..."

Petunia who had a few tears coming out of her eyes said "ENOUGH...Vernon don't talk to him like that...Harry..." before she turned away from Harry and said in a painful voice "What do you know about your parents."

Harry looked down and said "I...I only know a few things...I look like my father but have my mother's eyes. I know that my parents were killed by the man who gave me the scar on my forehead...I know mom was a first generation witch while my father was a Lord to an Ancient and Noble house knighted by the crown and he was a pureblood which means that his family were all like him for seven generations at least...I also know since I learned about...what we are...I learned the dream I sometimes have isn't actually a dream but a memory...I hear my dad scream for my mom to take me and leave while he tries and hold some guy off...I remember an evil laugh and mom begging some guy not to hurt me...I remember two words and a green light and then pain...I know that you told me that my parents were..."

Petunia said "STOP...Please stop...Harry...I lost my sister to a world that I can not see or understand...She could see and do things that I could only dream about...When I was your age I wanted to be able to see and do things that Lily could...but I couldn't...I even wrote to Dumbledore and asked him to let me come but he refused...I became bitter to her for it and we grew more and more distant and then she was killed by that world...when you were left on our doorstep with a note that basically said that we either had to take you in or be killed by the people who killed my sister I was angry...angry at the world who took my sister from me, angry at the world that rejected me...and angry that I would never get the chance to see my siter again."

Petunia who still was facing away from Harry lowered her head and said "Because of this I hated that world even more and when you started to do your magic like Lily did it was a painful reminder about all that I lost and hated which made me see you as nothing more then a painful reminder of all that I lost and hated."

Taking a deep breath Petunia said "When you got your first letter it began to sink in what I did to you which is why I moved you from the cupboard to your room...But I couldn't tell you the truth because of my own pain and fear...I...I don't want to lose you to that world like I did Lily because you are all I have left of her...but I can see and hear in your voice that because of my past actions toward you that you don't want to be here...that you hope that there is something in your parent's WILL's that will take you away from us...Instead of holding you and treating you like the precious gift that you are I treated you like trash that should be thrown away...You have nothing to be sorry for Harry...I do...and...I'm sorry."

Petunia broke down and began to cry as she fell to her knee's facing away from them and Harry who had a shocked look on his face swallowed hard a moment before walking forward and wrapping Petunia in a hug.

Petunia turned her head and saw it was Harry hugging her which caused her to cry even more before she turned and wrapped her arms around Harry into a hug.

Harry closed his eyes and thought "All those years I wanted this and I get it when I don't want it no more and prepared to leave forever. Talk about irony."

Vernon had grab Dudley and left the room giving Harry and Petunia some time alone while they held each other.

Petunia sniffed as she leaned back from Harry and said "Do you still want me to come with you to hear Lily's WILL."

Harry looked down and said "I do...but...Aunt Petunia...I think I can understand you...but I got a problem."

Petunia asked "What problem."

Harry bit his lip and said "When I was getting my supplies with Hagrid I saw some other my age and after listening to Hagrid and a few other people I saw that the War that killed my parent's didn't actually end...it became a cold war like we read about in world history."

Petunia frowned and said "I thought that the war was over."

Harry said "I heard a shop keeper call a first generation witch like mom was a mudblood which I was told means dirty blood...I heard others saying mean things even worst then that about how people like her and mom should be killed and never taught about thier world...I heard them insult me behind my back as a half blood as well. It wasn't everyone who was like that but there was enough that I realised it's only a matter of time before something happens that will cause the fighting that killed my parent's will begin again."

Petunia got a look of fear on her face and Harry said "I don't like the fact that you and mom lost your connection to each other either which I think is caused by the same descrimination that cause some purebloods to look down on half bloods and first generation's...they have the same look that you and Uncle Vernon gave me when I would cause...THAT."

Petunia had a painful look on her face and said "Magic...you can say it in front of me Harry...I'm sorry that my family treatment of you reminds you of the time of descrimination that you saw...I don't want to see you get hurt Harry."

Harry looked down and said "Even if I don't want to be involved I already am...Because of what happened the night my parents died people have made me a heroic icon for the people and they gave me the nickname the boy who lived. Those who hate the descrimination see me as an icon to believe in while those who believe in the descrimination see me as a beacon of thier hate and want to destroy me...Neither side will leave me alone. I...I don't want the people who champion the cause that killed my parents to win...I want to end the descrimination between those who are pureblood and those who are first generation's...and after hearing about why you treated me like you have I want to make sure other first generation's don't suffer the same fate that you and mom did...but that brings me back to my problem."

Petunia looked at Harry with a look of pride in her face and she said "What exactly is your problem."

Harry bit his lip and said "My problem is that the reason I don't want those who caused the descrimination to win is because I don't want another child to suffer through what I did."

Petunia look of pride turned to one of true guilt and remorse and she looked down and Harry said "My problem is that I want to hate you but I see now that your just another victim...I heard once that people who were the victim's when younger would often grow up to become the abuser...I can't hate you because I understand you now and you asked for forgiveness and I can forgive you...but I can't forget what has happened...does that mean that I will go from being the victim to the abuser...Is that why I want to stand up and do something about the descrimination...because I want to make those who abuse others to become the abused."

Petunia closed her eyes and said "I...I don't know what to say Harry...You have a right to ask that question and demand an answer but I have no answer for you because I honestly don't know...I will live the rest of my life with the guilt of my actions...I'm sorry."

Harry gave Petunia a hug and said "Remorse...I read the bible a couple of times and acording to it I think that is what Jesus died for. He was an innocent who was abused...He was willing to forgive those who abused him and commited the crimes he died for so that the guilt of his death would result in remorse for those who commited the crimes and have them stop the abuse...I think you feel remorse for what you did to me and will live the rest of your life trying to rid yourself of the guilt and prevent others from following in your footsteps...it was his example that made me willing to forgive you."

Petunia burst into tears as she heard this and pulled Harry into another hug and Harry said "I think that is what I should do to end the descrimination...make those who descriminate remorseful for the pain they caused others."

Petunia sniffed and said while holding him "I don't know how you can be such a wonderful person after the way I raised you...I can honestly say that your parents would be proud of you...Harry...I want you to do what you feel you must do and know that you have my blessing and if there is anything I can do to help you I will."

Harry looked at her after leaning back and said "I could use a ride to London."

September 1, 1991

Harry stepped away from the hug his Aunt Petunia gave him and said "I'll see you next year. I'll write and have Hedwig deliver it to you. Good luck with Uncle Vernon and Dud's diet. You know both are going to try and cheat."

Petunia smiled at Harry and said "I know...but they haven't seen how stubbern I can be as well...Are you sure you won't be coming home for Christmas Break."

Harry said "No. I paid for you 3 to go on a nice vacation to France...just be sure to follow the directions to that location we found out about. I want to go there next summer...besides, with the new diet and work out that the entire family is going on I am sure that you will enjoy rubbing it in the face of all the old maids back home about how Uncle Vernon had to beat men off with a stick on the beaches of France because they wanted to get to know you better."

Petunia shook her head and said "I almost feel sorry for the girls at your school with that silver tongue of your's that you picked up after studing politics and proper decorum books we got...That medicine you are taking has really helped you physically as well as the contacts you are wearing makes it where your eyes shine brightly for the world to see...Just make sure that when you get a girlfriend I don't become a great aunt until you graduate...please."

Harry said "I'll try...but I'm more worried about you becoming a grandma before a great aunt. You do know that Dud's got a loose floorboard under his bed's right leg that he hides things in."

Petunia eyes widen and said "Oh...well I guess I had better fix that. I wouldn't want anyone to get hurt on a loose floorboard...I guess this is it. You sure you got everything."

Harry nods and said "Yes. They won't know what hit them."

Petunia said "Of that I have no doubt..."

Harry looked at Petunia and said "Aunt Petunia...I didn't think I would ever say this but I am actually going to miss you...This last month has been the best of my life...Thank you."

Petunia smiled and said "I'll make sure your Summer vacation will be even better...Goodbye Harry."

Harry said "Goodbye Aunt Petunia."

Petunia watched as Harry disappeared and as a tear fell down her face thought "Lily...you would be proud of your son."