Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and his world, they belong to J. K. Rowling and I thank her for her them.
Summary: After the end of 5th year there are some things even magic can't fix. This was the summer that Harry Potter would find a mother and Petunia Dursley would find out what a son's love really was.
Chapter 3. Petunia's First ShockMonday 8th July 1996 Morning
Harry was awakened the next morning by the sound of the telephone ringing downstairs.He couldn't get out of bed without help of course, so just lay back against the pillows and waited. Sure enough after about 10 minutes, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming up the stairs. Next thing an obviously incensed woman had flung the door open.
"What do you think you are playing at", she spat out without preamble.
Harry just looked at her questioningly.
"Those friends of yours have contacted the civil authorities who now want to come and interview us at 1pm today."
She glared at her nephew as though seeing him for the first time. It was one thing to stand up to his magical freak friends but completely different when it was the civil authorities that could throw you in jail. She had to admit that her nephew did not look well or cared for despite her efforts lately to feed him up or the forced walks.
She snapped finally "You've missed breakfast, so you'll have to do with cereal and juice. GET UP AND DRESSED BOY, I am going to have to take you shopping for some more presentable clothes. We leave in 30 minutes. Thank goodness Dudley's spending the day with Piers Polkiss."
She looked back at Harry, as she was about to leave the room, he hadn't moved.
She glared at him again; he looked back at her vacantly.
"I can't, remember!" He said simply.
"Don't be ridiculous," she said as she went over to the bed and pulled back the bedclothes.
A/N Chapter revised 11th May, 2009 for content and timeline.