A/N: Ok this starts out as the Dursleys thing but it's really H/G and their life after. Enjoy and Review.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter (but Dumbledore is Gay. lol just a add-in)


Harry could not deny, he was doing well for himself. He was engaged to the love of his life, had the greatest friends a man could hope for, and he had become the Head of the Auror Department at such a young age. The life he lived now was such a breath of fresh air from what he went through before the death of Voldemort three years ago. Everything had gone back to normal and people had moved on as much as they could from the ones they lost in the battle. Harry had succeeded in all he ever hoped for, and now it was time to visit the place that made him think he could never be anything.

The Dursleys and Harry had not talked since they day the Dursleys had left. Harry had recieved news two years ago that they had retured to their home, but he did not have the heart to visit them until now. It was not like a family you had not seen in years, it was more like re-visiting hell. The only reason he was going was because he wanted to know how much his cousin had changed. Another prominent reason was that he felt sorry for Aunt Petunia in a strange way, knowing why she hated him so much made it seem a little less harsh.

He drove up the road that led him to his destination. He was wearing robes that resembled Muggle clothes the most. He knew that the Dursleys would not like it if he strode in wearing his regular robes, but he did not want to wear Muggle clothing because he wanted to prove to them he was a Wizard, and definately proud of it. He had bought a car for this occasion, knowing it would be odd for him to just apparate. He took his time buying a car, as it had been his dream before he knew there were such things as broomsticks or apparating. Harry would stare at cars on the street, wishing someday he could own one, and now that he had, it felt odd. He laughed, it's not like he was actually driving. He had charmed it to drive to where he wanted, but he had to keep his hands on the wheel so that it looked more normal.

He smiled as he saw that 4 Privet Drive had not changed a bit from the last time he saw it. The maincured lawn was still perfect and the flowers aligned with such perfection. He did not know whether to park in front of the house or the driveway. He finally decided he would park in front of the house, and slowly opened the door of his car and stepped out. He hoped they were home as he did not call or warn them of his arrival. He stepped slowly down the concrete, with every step his heartrate rose by a couple of beats. He finally reached the door. Before he knocked though, he looked down at his robes and adjusted them, then his hair. He quickly stopped and laughed at his own foolishness. Like they cared if he looked more 'proper'. He was still one of them. Harry took a deep breath and knocked gently on the door, almost wishing there was no answer. His wish did not come true however, as Vernon Dursley opened his front door. He stared at Harry for a second, then spoke.

"Oh, it's you again. I thought you died. What do you want now?" Vernon definately had not changed, though he had lost weight, probably from the stress. Harry merely smiled.

"Don't flatter yourself Vernon, I'm not here to see you."

"Don't give me cheek boy or else-" Vernon's sentence was cut short.

"Or else what Vernon? The days have passed when you could frighten me with your empty threats."

Vernon's face went red. "Don't you dare insult me in my own house you-" He was interrupted by the sound of Petunia's voice ringing out.

"Vernon, how about bacon for breakfast?" She yelled.

"Not now Petunia, you won't guess who's showed up at our doorstep." Harry could hear the scrambling of pots and pans as Petunia Dursley made her way to the front door. She stopped for a moment when she saw Harry's face. It was obviouse she did not recognize him at first glance, and when she did, her eyes began filling with tears. Vernon looked surprised at the emotion.

"H-Harry. Is that really you?" She eyed him for a moment.

"Yes Aunt Petunia." He said awkwardly. Why did she feel such emotion towards him? Had she really changed? Petunia dropped the plate she was holding and ran to him, throwing her arms around him. It was a hard and bony hug, far from the soft ones of Mrs.Weasly, but it was the closest thing to a mother's hug and Harry appreciated it. She finally let go of him and whispered. "Is he really gone? Did you do it?" Harry nodded.

"Thank you." She said weakly.

"For what?" He asked.

"He killed my sister. Thank you. And Harry, I'm so sorry. For everything. I've been thinking alot since you left and I realized how awful I was. But I know I don't deserve your forgiveness."She spoke sincerely and he was surprised with every word that came out of her mouth.

"It's alright. I've gotten over it Aunt Petunia. It's all in the past."

"No Harry. I was a horrible person. I should have treated you like a son, like Dudley, but my jealousy of Lily took over me. I wanted to make you what my family made me. The black sheep. I don't know why I did it, but I'm so sorry Harry." She was crying now. Harry looked over at the astonished face of Vernon. Realizing he was still at the doorway, she jestured him inside and he sat on a chair opposite to Vernon and Petunia. Dudley made his way downstairs and stopped when he saw Harry.

"Hi." He said meekly. Harry smiled.

"Hey Diddykins." Dudley came down and sat awkwardly beside his mother, and sat there in silence.

Petunia broke the silence. "So, what has happened with you since you..." Harry knew what she meant.

"Well I'm getting married in a year to Ginny." Petunia smiled. "I work as a Head of the Auror Department." He looked at thier confused faces. "It's the equivelant of...the police, I guess." Dudley looked at him admiringly.

"So this Ginny...what is she like?" Petunia asked.

"Well actually, you might be able to meet her. She's coming here before we go out to eat." Harry looked at Dudley. "So Dudders, what's new with you?" He asked looking him over. He, like Vernon had lost weight.

"I do sales for a paper company. I have an apartment, too." He looked down. "It's not much, but it does the job."

"That's great Dudley." Harry said sincerely. Dudley looked up and smiled.

Vernon finally spoke up. "Are you living in that house your criminal godfather gave you?"

Harry stiffened. "Yes, I'm living in Sirius' house now, with Ginny, Ron, Hermione and Teddy." No one asked who Teddy was, and he was glad they didn't. After Andromeda died, Harry had welcomed the boy into his home as the Dursleys never had. He saw Teddy as his son. All that was left was blood, but that didnt't matter, especially to Harry.

Petunia looked at Vernon. "Vernon please be nice." She told him.

"Nice? Have you forgotten who we are talking about? This is Harry Potter. The son of the sister you hated." Petunia's eyes narrowed.

"Vernon, I never hated her."

"That's what you always told me Petunia."

"No, I was jealous and angry that she left me. I didn't want to lose a sister. It was anger Vernon, not hate. Never hate." They atmosphere of the room was very stiff and Harry was glad when he saw a beautiful redhead standing by his car.

"Er, I'll be right back." He said as he rushed out the door. Ginny was wearing a black dress and her hair was curled. He walked up to her and kissed her.

"You made it."

"Yeah, you told me you had a surprise for me." She said curiously.

"Well, yes. Right now, I'm 're-establishing' a relationship with the Dursleys." Ginny's eyes narrowed.

"You told me to dress up for them? After all this time you care what they think?" Harry brushed her cheek with the back of his hand.

"I told you to dress up for after. Honostly I could care less what they think of you." He kissed her again, then pulled away abruptly. "Ginny! Where's Teddy? You didn't leave him at Grimmauld place all-" Ginny put a finger to his lips. She laughed.

"Calm down Molly. He's fine. He's in the car." And sure enough as Harry peered through the window, he saw four year old Teddy pretending to drive. He walked over and opened the door and grabbed him, putting his hands over the little eyes. At first Teddy was surprised but then changed his hair colour to a Weasley red.

"Nope, it's not Ron." He said. At the sound of his voice, the little boy gasped and changed his hair colour to jet black. Harry uncovered his eyes. "Yep, it's me." Teddy hugged him.

"Uncle Hawy" He said as he grabbed his glasses.

Harry set him down on the ground. "I have someone you should meet." He said to both Ginny and Teddy.

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