A/N: This was a small idea I had, what a hilarious event would it be for one of Dudley Dursley's kids to get a letter being accepted at Hogwarts? It will definitely continue at least up to the departure of Dudley's daughter from Platform 9 ¾ but if it continues after that depends on how well liked this story is. (I sincerely hope you all like it) Please, enjoy and please review.

The sun was shining softly into the kitchen of Dudley and Elizabeth Dursley, as Elizabeth was at the stove preparing breakfast for their little family. School was out for the summer so their eldest, Emma Dursley was home from her second year at Smeltings, her father's old school. Their youngest, Olivia was still only 10 and going to the local school until the time came for her to be transferred to secondary school like her sister. Emma looked very much like her grandmother Petunia, with the exception that she had thankfully not inherited her grandmother's rather long neck. She was tall, thin, with blue eyes and lovely blonde hair that Olivia envied despite her parents constant assurance that her own hair was quite pretty. Olivia on the other hand favored her mother more, she was very petite, usually always being the smallest girl in her class which she often got picked on for, and she had lovely chestnut colored hair, but always failed to see it as anything other than as she put it "horribly mousey looking" and light large brown eyes that; with her height made her look slightly younger than she actually was.

Olivia, who had just came downstairs went to the table and sat in between her sister and her father who happened to be reading his morning paper. Dudley Dursley's years of being on his school's wrestling team had paid off, he no longer was the size of a baby whale but was a rather large muscular man with broad shoulders. He had met Elizabeth while they were both at college and promptly got married after graduation. Olivia watched her father with great interest, she had something she was burning to ask him, but knew it was best to wait until he was done reading his paper, he never liked to be interrupted while reading the paper. Once he got to the last section of the paper and had started on the crossword, then she knew it'd be ok to ask him. She had been planning her argument for weeks now when she'd ask her parents for what she wanted more than anything in the world for her birthday, she wanted a pet. She wasn't sure what they'd say, neither of the Dursley girls had ever had a pet in the house before and she was quite sure if her parents even liked animals at all. But still her birthday was in a couple of weeks and that would be the prime time to ask for one she had decided.

Her sister had shot her a glare when she had sat down, Emma had been distancing herself from her ever since that day at the playground a few days ago. Emma had agreed to take her little sister to the park and when Olivia had jumped out of the swing something amazing had happened, she stayed airborne much longer than normal for children to do so when leaping out of swings. Emma had promptly demanded to know how her sister had accomplished such a thing and when she had no explanation she simply hissed at her sister to not do that again and announced they were going home.

"Why do you always have to end up doing such weird things like that? Don't you realize when you do stuff like that you look like a freak? At least Mum and Dad didn't see you, what would they think? Come on, we're going home before someone notices what a little freak you are and you embarrass me."

Poor Olivia, strange things had been happening to her that she couldn't explain for as long as she could remember, her parents had rarely been around strangely when it happened, it always happened either around Emma or at school or when she was alone she found she could do amazing things just by thinking about them. One of the few times her parents had noticed it was one day when she was sitting in the family room, very bored and she was staring at the globe on the bookshelf and it started spinning quite on it own. Her mother and father had noticed but luckily the window had been opened when it happened and blamed it on the spring breeze from the open window. Little incidents like this had always been overlooked or excused somehow even though Emma always said her younger sister was a bit on the strange side.

Olivia felt a small pang of hurt at her sister's glare as she started in on her breakfast her mother had set in front of her. Her mother had been so busy, she hadn't noticed the interlude that had taken place between the girls. The small clink of the mail slot being opened was heard, and her father said,

"Girls, could one of you go fetch the mail?"

"I'll do it!" Olivia exclaimed. She loved getting the mail, she hardly ever received any but occasionally got a letter from her second cousin Lily Potter who's family did send mail to the Dursley's by regular post mail since her mother had a deadly phobia of birds. It made her feel important to fetch the mail, and she had always secreted hoped that she, like her second cousins would get a letter to the school they all attended, Hogwarts. She had heard much about the place from Lily who had just completed her first year there. Emma thought the idea of going to Hogwarts sounded stupid, but it sounded like great fun to Olivia. As she stooped down to pick up the mail she noticed among the bills and various junk mail offers, a rather large envelope addressed to her in emerald green ink written on rather thick parchment. It said:

Miss. O Dursley

Second Lavender Bedroom

8 Pryor Court

Little Whinging

Surrey

Olivia gasped and dropped the letter, she bent down to pick it up again, hand trembling. She knew what this was…there was no way though right? This was for her? A huge smile broke out on the small girl's face and she raced into the kitchen shouting at the top of her lungs,

"Mum! Dad! Emma! Look what came for me, look, look, look! I'm going to go to school with Lily!"

"Good Heavens, Olivia, what are you shouting about? Stop shouting and tell us what the fuss is all about." her mother had said, she was quite exasperated with her youngest daughter for bursting back into the kitchen in such a manner as she had caused Elizabeth to drop the glass of milk she had been holding.

"Mum, Dad, I'm going to go to school where Lily does, this is the type of letter she told me she and both of her brothers got! No more math and science for me!"

"What are you talking about Livy? Let me see that." her father reached out and took the letter from her, and opened it. While he was reading it (with his wife reading over his shoulder) he gasped, "Oh my, I can't believe this…she's been accepted…"

Dudley and his wife looked at each other and then back at Olivia who was still all smiles, he had known about Hogwarts ever since his cousin Harry had been accepted so many years ago. He and Harry had made amends years ago right before Harry had left to go on his dangerous mission and Dudley and his parents had went into a wizarding protection program to keep them safe. After Harry had returned him and Dudley had kept in contact and they made several visits to each other's houses every year and regularly corresponded with him and his family. Olivia and Harry's daughter Lily had become good friends in fact, due to their close ages. He knew all of Harry's children attended Hogwarts just like their parents but he never in his entire life expected either of his girls to attend the wizarding school.

"Well…," Dudley said in a tentative voice, "we'll have to contact Harry, I'm sure he can help us with this, I haven't a clue where to begin with it all."

"Dear, are you sure this is where she should be going to school? I mean, we already planned for her to follow Emma to Smeltings, maybe that would be best, it's where all most of the kids from her class are going, she won't know anyone there. Emma was going to keep an eye on her at Smeltings, there's no one there to watch out for her. Are you sure she's been accepted at this school?" her mother looked apprehensive about it all.

"There's no question about it, this is the same kind of letter Harry got and that all his kids got, and she wouldn't have gotten the letter if she wasn't one. Smeltings won't be right for her if she really should be going here instead."

"I'll know Lily, and Al and James too. Lily's only a grade ahead of me. I won't be alone. Please Mum, I want to go, I'm horrible at school, you know I've always been bad at school, maybe I'd actually be good at school for once if you let me go here. Please, please, please, please, please?"

"Olivia Anne, young ladies do not beg it is very unbecoming." her mother snapped at her. She sighed and looked once again at the letter in her husband's hand, "Well if this really is where she should go," Elizabeth trailed off looking unsure once again.

"Well she did get accepted there's no mistake about that. Hmm, it says someone will be by tomorrow to further explain everything to us. Maybe I should call Harry and ask him about all this. If nothing else, he would help us when we go to get her supplies, I'm sure."

"But dear, what about all the dangers? I've heard Harry and Ginny talk about how dangerous of a time they had there. Are you sure she'll be safe?"

"That was years ago, Harry says the danger's gone. Nothing like that has happened for a little over twenty years now he told me none of his kids have ever been placed in danger there. His godson graduated there with honors without anything dangerous happening to him. I'll call Harry later to talk this all over."

"It's so fitting that you'll be going to a school full of freaks, you've been one for years. This explains why you've always been such a weirdo." Emma had finally spoken, sneering at her little sister with a look of disgust on her face.

"Emma Louise! That's a horrible thing to say to your sister, apologize to Olivia at once!" her mother exclaimed.

"Why should I apologize for saying what's true? She's never even fit in at school that I could see, all the other kids thought she was weird too. I'm not the only one."

"Emma, your sister is not a freak, apologize to her now, unless you want to be grounded for the next week, not a nice way to start off your summer holiday now is it?" her father spoke to her in that no nonsense manner both girls knew so well. She scrunched up her face in annoyence at her father and turned and without much feeling to Olivia,

"Sorry Olivia."

Olivia could tell she didn't mean it but she didn't care, she had been accepted to Hogwarts, nothing could dampen her spirits right now, not even her mean sister.