"Vernon, come and look at this," Petunia shouted, getting the shock of her life as she found a baby on her doorstep with a letter.
"What is it love?" Vernon asked, "I just put Dudder's to be- ed," His eyes widened at the baby in front of him.
"Do you think- It's what your sister wrote to us about?" he questioned, carefully carrying the baby into their home, making sure he doesn't wake it up. Petunia nodded, tears in her eyes. She didn't want it to be true, she didn't want her sister to be dead, they only just mended the past, they were going to meet up at Christmas as a family. But that couldn't happen now.
They walked into the lounge and sat down on the settee, with Harry sleeping peacefully besides them. Petunia picked up the letter and opened it, preparing for the worst.
"Dear Mr and Mrs Dursley,We regret to inform you that Lily and James Potter have been murdered by Lord Voldemort, who is now also dead, from trying to kill young Harry. We decided it was for the best to send him to you, as you would not see him as someone famous, but as an equal. This is only until he is seventeen, as I believe placing a magical protection around your house will stop any contact from the rest of the Wizarding world.I hope you care for him as you would with your own son.There shouldn't be any dangers with him being in your home, as Voldemort is truly gone, and all of the Horcruxes were destroyed many years ago, leaving him defenseless.He died because of love. Lily sacrificed herself to keep Harry safe and that was how Lord Voldemort died. If you notice any strange behavior on the news, any increase in owls or fireworks, it is because we are celebrating.The will of you sister and brother in law can't be opened until the last Potter heir is old enough, and that age is thirteen.I hope you are well,Albus Dumbledore"
The pair sat in silence for a few minutes, occasionally you could hear Petunia's sobs.
"Well, you always thought Dudley would want a brother," Vernon says, breaking the silence, recovering from the shock. Petunia chuckled and nodded,
"Yes, I suppose you're right, but I really don't like the name Harry," She said, frowning. Thinking about it, Lily didn't like the name either. James always wanted to name the first child, Lily wanted to name the second. Petunia thought for a moment.
"What about Ryder James Potter?" She said, stroking the young child's forehead. Vernon smiled,
"Yes, I like that name,"