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Chapter One; A Confusing Letter.

Nearly a year had passed since the awkward reunion of the Potters and Dursleys; they hadn't visited as a family since. Nor had it been spoken of.

It was Jessica's eleventh birthday, and in the morning, she ran down the stairs so fast she almost tripped, heading for the living room. Her parents and grand-parents sat on separate sofas, their conversations cut short by her entrance. They smiled at her, and her grandmother was first to speak.

"Happy Birthday, Jessica dear."

"Why don't you open some presents?"

She did as her father had suggested, and headed for the sizeable tower of wrapped boxes in the center of the floor, tearing at the sparkly paper.

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An hour later, all of the boxes had been unwrapped and the paper cleared away, and Jessica was sitting in an array of new things - a new guitar, a new iPod and an assortment of CDs to name a few. Her mother turned to her.

"Finished?" She asked, laughing softly, "Why don't you go and get the post? There might be some birthday cards there."

Jessica obeyed and left the room, heading for the front door. On the mat lay a fan of letters, some addressed to her. She picked them up and began to filter through them as she made her way back to the lounge. Taking her place back on the floor, she began to open the envelopes.

After a few cards from distant aunts and uncles - including one from the Potters, promising a visit - she reached the last envelope. The writing on the front looked unfamiliar, and the back was sealed with a wax stamp. Thinking this was strange, she showed her mother. Her father looked over her shoulder to see it and let out an audible gasp. Snatching the letter from his wife in shaking hands, he leapt to his feet and looked over his parents.

They looked up from their breakfast at the letter. It took them a while to recognize the stamp on the back, but when they did, they too looked quite ill. A confused Amelia stood to try and take the letter back, but Dudley held it to his chest.

"Ring Potter." Vernon spoke quietly, through gritted teeth, trying to control his anger.

"No! We'll run! They won't find us!" Petunia was looking frantically from her husband to her son.

"Don't you remember what happened when we ran last time? That idiot tried to turn Duddy into a pig!" Vernon was shouting now, making no effort to contain it.

Dudley was quite oblivious to all of this, and was heading to the phone. He knew there was no use in running or denying it, but he didn't feel at liberty to explain the letter to his daughter. But he knew someone who could explain better than most. Dialing the number, he picked up the handset.

"Harry? We need you. Now, preferably."

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He was there within an instant, apparating with his godson in tow.

Teddy had insisted on coming, based on the fact he had never met the Dursleys before. So, with his hair tuned down to a more normal tawny brown, he followed Harry up the path of 16 Salisbury Crescent. A slightly bemused and frightened looking man opened the door. Teddy took this to be Dudley, although he looked nothing like he had imagined. Without an explanation, he led the men inside and into what looked like a lounge. 5 pairs of eyes stared at the newcomers.

"This is my godson, Teddy" Harry introduced Teddy, and he waved. Seeing the mess of unwrapped gifts littered across the carpet, Harry knew what he had been called for. Despite this, he acted oblivious - he wanted Dudley to actually say it.

"Jessica got a letter this morning," Dudley explained, shakily, "We thought you might know something about it."

Taking the letter from his cousin's hands, Harry tried to fight the urge to laugh. Hearing Teddy snort behind him, he failed, and promptly erupted into uncontrollable laughter until tears streamed from his eyes. Every time he calmed down, he would see the looks on the Dursley's faces, and explode again. It was just so damn funny.

However, Jessica and Amelia needed explanations, and so he fought back the laughter. Wiping his eyes, he spoke directly to Jessica, a wide grin on his face.

"Have you read it, Jessica?"

The little girl shook her head. He handed her the letter to the dismay of Vernon and Petunia, who immediately began to gasp and shout in disapproval. They began to blame him for this so-called 'nonsense', aswell as yelling their favorite word - 'freak' - a few times. He silenced them by putting up his hand, and then spoke to them.

"Are you calling your grand-daughter a freak?" He said, almost mocking them. That shut them up.

Having read the letter, Jessica handed it to her mother, and looked up at Harry in awe. He smiled back, and sat next to Amelia, gesturing to Teddy to do the same.

"I think an explanation is in order, don't you?"