July 10th, 2019

Harry Potter sat up straight and untied the letter from his tawny office owl. It had a Hogwarts crest on it, so he eagerly opened it.

"Mr. Potter,

I am corresponding with you because in one week's time I will be traveling to your old childhood home to speak with Mr. Dudley Dursley and his wife Anastasia. Their daughter has been accepted into Hogwarts and is the same age as your Lily. I know you have not been in touch with that side of your family since before you came of age, but being as it is, I thought you might like to accompany me to break the news to them, and to tell their daughter Elisa Fay Dursley all about our institute. It would be even better if you brought Ms. Lily Potter with you. If you would like to accompany me, please send an owl no later than tomorrow evening. If you would not, disregard this correspondence and I will know your answer.

Best regards,

Headmistress Minerva McGonagall

Harry read the letter numerous times, took off his glasses, and rubbed his eyes. So Dudley had a magical daughter. His own daughter's age. Harry knew that Dudley didn't think he was a waste of space, and was grateful he saved him from the dementors, but he was unsure how Dudley would react to having his own magical child. Harry put his glasses back on and wrote a brief letter to his wife, Ginny, telling her there was an urgent matter they needed to discuss. His sons were away at a quidditch camp that George and Angelina had created the year before for young children during the summer, and would not be back until the next week, and Ginny and Lily were the only ones home at the moment, so he knew she'd have no problem bringing Lily with her.

Sure enough, not even thirty minutes after his letter was sent, Ginny and Lily arrived in his office. "Harry, what is wrong?"

"Lily dear, give dad a kiss, and go over next door and ask Dorris to give you one of her delicious maple scones! We'll call you back in after a few minutes!"

"Ok dad," Lily said as she bounced over, gave Harry a peck on his cheek and then flounced out the door. Harry kissed his wife, and handed her the letter from Headmistresses McGonagall. Ginny read it, and had the fierce, blazing look in her eyes that he loved, and looked up.

"Harry. What if you have to see THEM. What if THEY are there?" She said, anger in her voice.

"Honestly, I am more concerned about his daughter than myself. She does not deserve the abuse I got. And if they are there, I will not hesitate to put my uncle in his place."

"Good!" Ginny explained, a bit of the fire gone from her voice. "But on the OFF chance, do you want to subject our daughter to that kind of awfulness?"

"She's a lot like you. She'll probably hex the old bastard!" Harry said, laughing. Ginny burst out laughing herself, and they embraced. Wordlessly, they had decided to do what was best for their newly discovered niece. They would introduce her to the magical world, and if needed, a magical family that embraced her for who she was.