The sound of a motorbike got louder as Hagrid brought the children to Dumbledore. He loudly parked it and when he saw Professer McGonagall he acknowleged her. Hagrid's large hands held two babies in blankets. One was a boy, Harry James Potter. The other, a girl, Sidney Lily Potter. Dumbledore ignored McGonagall's complaints as to where the children would live. He set the two children on the porch and said, especially to Harry, "Goodbye children." Then, with the billowing of his robe behind him, the witch and the wizards vanished without a trace.
The next morning, Petunia Dursley awoke to the sound of babies crying. Her own two little children were only a year old. Dudley Dursley was the sweetest child in all the land. (Only to her, and Vernon.) That was until Ruth was looked at; her little Ruth was very sweet and cuddly. She was just like any other child of her age.
She smiled, thinking the babies were her own, until she passed the front door. She heard the wailing loudest there. Her bony hands reached around the knob and she screamed when she saw two children on her front porch. She read the note on it;
Dear Mrs. Dursley,
Your sister has passed away, having been murdered by the dark lord. Please take her children and care for them as if they are your own.
Signed,
Albus Wolfric Brian Dumbledore.
She stared wildly at the letter, then at the children, whohad little tags attached to their blankets. One tag was on the green blanket, and it said, Sidney Lily Potter (Girl). The other was on the blue blanket; it read Harry James Potter (Boy). She looked at the young children and sighed in exasperation, "More mouths to feed?!"She carefully picked the two babies up and put them in the living room. The girl, Sidney, laughed and a small rattle appeared above her. She reached out and caught it. "Oh, you're a little witch!" The boy didn't show any power, but she knew he was a wizard.
The sound of her own children finally came; she smiled and walked into their room. Dudley laughed and wobbly stood up. The started to turn to Ruth, when she heard her husband's voice bellow, "WHAT THE DEVIL ARE THESE DOING HERE?" She cringed; her husband hated witches and wizards. Petunia Dursley held her children and walked back down the stairs, "They're my sister's children. She was killed and I am now their only family, so we've got to keep them." Vernon growled, "They'll live in the cupboard under the stairs until I figure something out." Then, Petunia gave her own children to Vernon and gave Sidney and Harry each a drink and something to eat. She put them into their cupboard and they fell asleep immediately.