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"Hey Dad! What's taking so long?" Albert walked out of the house to see his father just standing on the lawn staring at his feet and the mail that was lying out on the ground. Albert wasn't one to curse but with his day he felt like becoming a sailor. The coffee machine wouldn't start in the morning, June burned the first two cakes before he took over (like he should have done in the beginning), Daniel wouldn't stop whining about his worry over whether Aunt Hannah and her kids Katrina and Martha would make it from Manchester, and then Ethan wouldn't stop complaining over why he couldn't have at least one present and that he didn't want to play football he wanted to play Quidditch, whatever that was. Then June's parents were post to be at the house yesterday but he couldn't call them to see if they were still coming because they refused to get a video-phone. Who doesn't have a video-phone these days! He just thanked any heavenly beings that it wasn't windy today as he rushed to pick up the mail before a breeze could come by to blow it out of his reach.

"Sheesh Dad. What's your problem? Is your old age getting to you again?" But his father didn't respond until he reached for the last letter. The letter was in a strange tan envelope with a red wax seal.

"Don't touch it!" Albert looked up at his father in surprise. Not once in his entire life had he ever heard his father raise his voice like that. His father was a talkative person, always had something to say on the latest boxing match, football game or what the government was doing wrong now. Only became really quiet when someone mentioned Uncle Harry or his kids. It happened just last week when he ran into Lily and her youngest daughter, Virgo, who was just a year older than Daniel in the mall. When he finished telling his father the story he only said 'it figures she would have such a weird name.' And now it was happening again.

"Dad what's going on? Does this have something to with Uncle Harry?" Albert asked in earnest.

"Just ignore it son and maybe they'll leave us well alone," now his dad was going mad. But he let his father pick up the letter and followed him inside.

Trying to distract his father from his mumblings he looked through the mail to see if there was any letters from the Andersons', "I notice there's no letter from June's side of the family. What time do want to leave tomorrow? I think we should take my car as it's fully charged and you still have to drive back to your house. Danny and I can come by and pick you up."

Only mumbling came from his father's direction until his father said, "We'll have to tell your Mother."

"About what? Visiting the Anderson's? I guess she might want-"

"No, no, about the letter. I can't imagine she'll be too happy to hear about it. I suppose she would be happy to see Ginny again."

"Dad, what is that letter and who's Ginny? Tell me what's going on!" Now he was raising his voice! His father glanced nervously towards the glass sliding doors that looked out to the back lawn where the rest of the family was watching a football match between the younger members of their family.

"Look son if another one of these letters come again call me and don't open it until I get here. On second thought I'll just stay the night, I still have that overnight suitcase in my car."

"What about Mom? And why won't you tell me anything?"

"Sarah won't mind spending the night alone; she'll probable call all her girlfriends over for a poker party." His father then put the letter into the laser paper shredder; Albert only had time to notice that the letter was address to his son Daniel.

BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ

Ginny mentally growled at the sound of the doorbell. Thank goodness they charmed the doorbell years ago to play everywhere but the front hall; otherwise they would be waking to the screams of trash-talking grannies. Bring out her inner Slytherin, she pretended to be still asleep in hopes that her husband would get out from under their warm covers to see who would dare disturb the Potter family this early in the morning. Not even Voldemort attacked anyone this early.

She cheered loudly in her head only to accidentally let out a smirk at Harry's mumblings of dark wizard killers and anniversaries. She cursed herself for the smirk, Harry was sure to notice it from his years as an Auror. It was only as he walked out of the room that she noticed that he mentioned anniversary a little louder than the rest of his mumblings. 'That's right our anniversary is next week,' damn. Now she'll have to get him something really good.

New A/N: We don't really know what happen to the Dursleys' after they left to go into hiding. But I'm assuming here that Dudley still doesn't know much about the wizarding world and because of that he fears it. For reference, his so far mentioned OC family includes:

Wife, Sarah

Son, Albert

Daughter, Hannah

Grandsons, Daniel and Ethan

Granddaughters, Katrina and Martha

Albert's in-laws, the Andersons'

And Harry's Granddaughter by Lily, Virgo

There is a few more but they don't really in come into the story.