It was the day of Dare's birthday party. Dudley was back to pacing back and forth in his room. "Everything will be fine, Dudley." August tried to assure him, it didn't work.

"Is it too late to cancel the party?" Dudley asked.

"You're acting like a child," August replied. "I'm sure your parents will be fine."

"No, they won't be!" Dudley almost shouted out of frustration.

"Dudley!" At that exact moment, the doorbell rang. August looked out the window, "They're here," she said.

"My parents?" Dudley asked. August nodded.

"I'll go greet them; you come down when you're ready."

"Alright."

Dudley paced the room a few more times. After figuring out that pacing wasn't going to be any help, he finally went downstairs.

"There he is, my Ickle Diddykins!" Petunia exclaimed after spotting him.

"MUM! I am a grown man," Dudley started to protest without results; Petunia gave Dudley a big hug. A few seconds later, Vernon walked in the house complaining about their neighbor's dogs.

"If they're gonna raise five stupid dogs, they should have the sense to buy some leashes," he grunted.

August told them to be comfortable and called for Dare and Dahra to come downstairs.

"Grandma!" Dahra shouted and ran to gave her a hug.

Dare ran downstairs as well and instantly turned to his father, "Did you tell them yet?"

Vernon glared at his son. "Tell us what?" Petunia asked, smiling.

"Can I tell them? Can I?" he asked eagerly.

"Something seems to be up. What is it Dare?" Vernon asked eying his grandson.

"I'M A WIZARD!" Dare half-shouted. Vernon's eyes popped up and his mouth hung wide-open. Petunia gasped and fell on the couch behind her.

"You're a WHAT?" Vernon yelled. "You're a WHAT? WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

Dare flinched. He hadn't expected his grandparents to be angry at him; he thought they'd be happy about it.

"Dudley…is this true?" Petunia slowly asked looking at her son.

Dudley sighed, "Dad, why don't you sit down."

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After Dudley explained everything to his parents, Petunia and Vernon were quiet. Petunia had her eyes closed and Vernon was staring at the floor. Darren and Dahra were told to go to their rooms. August and Dudley sat on the couch in the opposite side waiting patiently.

Petunia was the first to break the silence. She started mumbling, "Harry is coming…Harry Potter…after years…I can't believe it…oh, what he must think of us…coming today…" She opened her eyes, "He's coming today?"

Dudley nodded.

Vernon grunted, "Thought I got rid of him twelve years ago."

"Dad, that's not a nice thing to say," August said.

"Who says I gotta be nice?" He asked. Vernon got up and started walking out of the door.

"Vernon, where are you going?" Petunia asked with concern.

"Out!" he shouted. Their car's engine turned on and Vernon drove the car out of the driveway.

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Harry and his family arrived about an hour later. Darren and Dahra ran downstairs and quickly opened the door to greet them. James and Albus were carrying something that looked like a big stick rolled up in wrapping paper, one side was puffed up. Lily was holding a small box.

August went out to welcome them. "Come on in, we're glad you could make it," she said.

"Happy Birthday Dare," James and Albus told Dare handing him the present.

Lily gave the box she was holding to Dahra, "This is for you."

They went inside and found Dudley sitting with his mom on the couch. Petunia stared at Harry with awe. Harry smiled nervously not saying anything.

"You must be Harry's aunt," Ginny said, "It's nice to finally meet you. I'm Ginny."

"Hi, I'm Lily!" Lily perked up. Petunia looked at her; she looked sad but then she smiled.

"Lily?" she asked. Lily nodded; tears started coming out of Petunia's eyes. She looked at Harry.

"Aunt Petunia," Harry nodded, "Glad to see you again," he smiled.

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"PRESENT TIME!" James and Albus shouted after dinner.

"Can I open them now?" Dare asked August.

"Sure Dare, go ahead," August told him.

Dare opened his parents' gifts first. He received another videogame from his dad, storybooks from his mom and some sweaters from his grandparents. He opened the Potters' gift last.

He examined it closely and seemed baffled, "A broom?" he looked confused.

The Potters smiled. "It's a magic broom," Albus told him, "You can fly with it."

"Really?" Dare asked wide eyed.

"And it's the best broom in the world. It's a Firebolt 360," James told him. "Dad got one for me too."

"Awesome! Can I try it now?" Dare asked.

"You're going to learn to fly in school," Harry said, "trying now wouldn't be such a good idea."

"I can take it to school with me?" Dare asked.

"Yup! They let first years take brooms now," James replied, "I'm going to be the best quidditch player in school!"

"What's quidditch?"

James rolled his eyes, "You have a lot to learn, my friend."

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A/N- Sorry it took so long, it's been very busy these past weeks. I hope you like it. There's going to be one more chapter. I won't be writing about Dare actually being in Hogwarts, I don't want to get impatient and leave this story undone. Well, comments are greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading!