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"How do you think your cousin is going to react, Harry?" Sean Kingsley, one of the great heroes of the war, asks Harry Potter as they, along with a young Albus Potter, walk up to Dudley Dursley's house.

"Honestly, I'm not really sure Sean. We are barely on Christmas Card terms as it is," replies Harry. Sean takes a deep breath, then proceeds to knock on the door. A big heavyset man opens the door. He is easily bigger than both of the other two men, although Harry notes that his cousin has lost a lot of weight.

"Harry," Dudley nods, somewhat politely as he takes a deep breath. "I assume you are a Professor at Hogwarts, sir?" He turns his attention to Sean, who wore his normal wizard robes. The man looks somewhat defeated, like he knew this day was coming.

"Yes sir I am. Professor Kingsley. I teach Defense against the Dark Arts," Sean puts out hand, which Dudley takes begrudgingly.

"Dudley. You remember Albus, don't you? He's going to be in the same class as Thomas," Harry inserts.

"Hey Albus. Thomas is inside. Why don't you go play with him while I talk with your father?"

Thomas Dursley was outside in the backyard, playing with a soccer ball when Albus came out to look for him. He always seemed to be playing some sport or playing out somewhere.

"Hey Tommy," Albus called out to him as he ran up to him.

"Hey Al. What are you doing here?" Tommy replied as he kicked the ball over to him.

"We are actually here to see you Tommy," Albus tried to kick the ball back to him, completely the missing the ball.

"Never played soccer, huh?" Thomas says with a soft laugh, as he finds himself grow quiet, hanging his head slightly.

"Hey Al. You know how your family is different. Well I think I am different like you all."

Albus just laughs "That's actually why we are here, Tommy."

"Thomas. Could you please come inside? We have some people to come talk to you." Dudley sticks his head out the door. He appears to trying to hold his emotions in check, if only for his son. Tommy just smiles as he runs inside with Albus following him. He sees his uncle and some other man sitting down on their couch, drinking tea.

"Thomas, this is Professor Kingsley. He is from Hogwarts and he wants to speak with you. " Sean looks at the young boy, quickly noting that while he looks like he has the size of his father, it appears to be muscular, even for an eleven year old.

"You want to have a seat Thomas. We have something important to talk with you about," says Professor Kingsley, inviting him over to the couch.

"Does this mean I'm special like Albus is? " Thomas beams as he goes and sits down.

"Yes it does Thomas. What makes you special Thomas, is that you are a wizard. "

"A wizard? THOSE ARE REAL?" Thomas jumped up from his seat, mouth dropping as he felt a string of excrement rushing through him. He started to remember growing up ready about magical beings and wizards and how his grandparents always scolded him when he tried to read certain books or movies.

Albus just laughs as Thomas starts celebrating in his own weird way. " Yea we are real Thomas. I'm a wizard. That's what makes us 'special'."

Professor Kingsley just laughed. "Yes they are. I am one, so are Harry and Albus. See Thomas, I teach at a Wizarding school, Hogwarts. I am here to offer you a place at our school."

Thomas still has his mouth open, partially in shock. "But...how can I be a wizard?"

"Well Thomas, have you ever had anything strange happen to you? Something that can really be explained?"

If it were possible, Thomas' eyes would have grown even bigger than they were. "You mean that was magic? I thought I was either just weird or crazy. Like one time playing football, I shot the ball, and the ball just changed direction toward the net. It was pretty awesome. "

Kingsley just smiled at the boy, noting that this was going smoother than normal. "At my school, we will teach you how to control and use your magic. We will teach you how to become a Wizard. Now it's not all fun Thomas. It will be hard work. But I think you will do great. If you, and your parents accept the invitation, you will attend Hogwarts"

Thomas immediately looked up at his father, Dudley was trying his best to keep his face stoic as he nods at his son. Thomas beamed. "I accept then. When do we start?" he asks, his excitement clearly showing.

Kingsley laughed at little as he nods a thank you at Dudley. "School starts September 1st. Now Mr. Dursley. Usually it is protocol for a teacher to accompany you to a place called Diagon Alley, it is a magical place in London to get all of Thomas' school supplies. Although, if you wish, I'm sure Harry will go along with you instead of me."

Dudley was starting to look more and more flustered, his stoic face breaking just a little more and more as the conversation continued on. "Harry?"

"Albus will need his school supplies as well Dudley, you can come along with us if you wish. "

"Can we go with Uncle and Al daddy? Please?" Thomas begged a little as he put his arm around Al, who looked a little uncomfortable at this.

"That...that will be fine Thomas." Dudley looked even more flustered, but oddly enough happy to see his own son beaming at every second.

"Thomas Dursley. Allow me to be the first one to congratulate you on your admissions to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft. Here is your letter informing you of all the things you will need. Mr. Dursley. I am not certain what your financial situation is, but if you need any assistance to help pay for your son's school supplies, Hogwarts will grant any help you need." Kingsley hands Thomas an envelope with the Hogwarts crest stamped in the seal. "As well, the train taking the students to Hogwarts is a little difficult to locate, as it's magical, so normally I would accompany to that as well. But like earlier, if you wish to go with the Potters, that is ok as well. Just please inform me. "

At this point, it looks like both Thomas and Dudley would burst, for two totally different reasons so Kingsley decides to take his leave. "Now I have other business to attend you. It was a pleasure meeting you Dudley and Thomas. " He smiled at both of them before nodding at Harry and Al before he left.

"Now Thomas, you can not tell your grandparents about this. Ok. They...they will not understand " Dudley sounded concerned while he was moving around nervously. Harry chuckled as he thought about Vernon finding out his grandchild is a wizard.

"Why is that dad?" Thomas starting thinking about how his grandparents used to try to get it in his head that he had to be 'normal' when he visit them.

"It's just for the best Thomas. "

"Well Dudley. Me and Al should get going. What say we meet in London in a week to get our boys' school supplies?" Harry said as he stood up, getting ready to leave.

"Al..alright. hey Harry..." Harry turned around to face cousin, who even he was quite surprised about how he has handled everything today. "Thank you. " Dudley put out his massive hand, trying to make up just a little for how he treated his cousin all those years ago.

"Of course Dudley. What are cousins for huh?" Harry shook his hand, celebrating the small amount of victory making Dudley regret all those pranks he had to go through, even if it is childish.

Dudley snorted. "Yea." Harry nodded at him one last time before he and Al left the house.

"See you later Tommy. I look forward to going to Hogwarts with you. " Al waved his hand at the other boy as he left with his father.

Thomas went outside to spend the rest of the day outside, just thinking while he kicks his football around. Huh, I hope Hogwarts have football he thought to himself. He could barely even contain himself. While he never really was bullied at school, something told him that he really didn't belong anywhere, even on the football pitch. His father couldn't understand it, yea Thomas has friends, and he was good at sports and spent most of his time outside, but he always had a nagging feeling that something just wasn't right with him. Whether it be him doing strange..magical..thing playing football or him doing odd things when he really cares about something. As the sun started going down, Thomas just smiled. Thinking about how his life is going to change, hopefully for the better