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Harry woke to fingers stoking his hair.
He turned and ended up looking into the eyes of a beautiful green eyed, red haired lady.
"Morning Mum." smiling he sat up and stretched feeling something in his back pop back into place.
"Morning darling, Happy Birthday!"

If you're wondering how his mother is with him and not dead, here is the answer.
She is a ghost. You didn't think A loving mother would abandon her child even if she was murdered did you?!

Well she didn't. They didn't. Harry's dad is there too and they have been watching him since he got thrown into the hell hole known as privet drive, and taking care of him.
Harry loves his parents greatly for that. "Thanks Mum, Where's dad?" As if in answer to Harry's question they heard a shout come from down the stairs, and the next second James came walking into the room from through the door. Literally through the door.
Evil smug grin on his face he walked over to the bed to kiss his wife and hug his son.
Harry looked up at James. "What did you do dad?"

Giving his son an innocent look that wasn't fooling anyone he said, "Just shaking up the whale a little bit. It's good for him." Rolling his eyes, Harry got up to get dressed in his day clothes and head down stairs. "Do you think my letter will come today?"

"I don't know son, but even if it doesn't it's probably for the best. I've been checking things out at Hogwarts and they're not as good and innocent and they seemed to be when I and Lil's were there."

"Alright." Harry said. "I'm hungry. Let's go get Breakfast."
Getting to the kitchen was the easy part. Getting to the food was harder. Dudley, as always was eating his way through the table and almost nothing was left. Luckily harry knew how to cook himself some food.
His aunt, a nasty tempered woman, just glared at him as he made his breakfast, muttering about stealing food out of her poor baby's mouth. But she knew better then to do anything or to threaten him.

She'd struck him with a frying pan once and to say that his mother was angry was an insult.
She was pissed. The room had shook, the light bulbs exploded, and even though Harry was the only one who could see his dead parents, Lily was still able to make her point.
Touch my son again and you die.

So after that Petunia NEVER touched him again.

A similar thing happened to his uncle and he too Never touched harry again.

The day was looking good so far.
Harry was eating his favorite breakfast (sausages and buttered/salted potatoes, diced.)
listening to his mother and father arguing playfully.
And ignoring the way his uncle was giving him a mean look. That was until the doorbell rang.

"Dudley go get the door." Dudley looked up from his (again) empty plate sulkily.
"Make Harry get it!"

"Boy, go get the Door!"

James and Lily stopped the arguing to glare menacingly at Vernon. "If you talk like that to my son again Dursley I'll pound you into the ground!" The air in to room got much colder.
Vernon gulped and looked around the room. Spooked.
"Dudley go get the door."

"But.." "

"No! Just go get it Dudley."
Scowling, Dudley stomped of to go get the door. Almost bringing the walls down around their ears from all the shaking his stomping had caused. Once Dudley stomped back into the room he threw a pile of mail on the table. "It was just the postman." grumbling he sat back down to grab MORE food. Dear gods, he's a black hole.

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