Legacies Chapter 10: Relatives, a harry potter fanfic

Okay so hopefully this isn't too long it's 6009 words long, might be more after I get it fixed up, and I did consider splitting it up into two or three but it felt like the memory chapters all over again I didn't like splitting them up much but felt I had to since there was a bit of time between the major scene. Well enjoy

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Chapter 10: Relatives

Three days before Christmas she gathered the three whose parents resided in Azkban. She looked up from her desk as Heather led them in. "Children wait outside I need to talk to Heather for a minute." Shooing the little ones Lillian continued, "Harry's children will be staying here while I go to the Ministry. That includes James, Heather. Ginny has work as well and they thought it would be a good idea for them to get to know some of the children here. Will there be any problems?"

"No, Mama Potter. I'm sorry for my negativity over the past few days but it's their fault that Romulius got hurt." Heather said looking down. "Romulius and I talked he said that he didn't like me that way," she said biting her lip. "I'm sorry Mama for bring up Lexa's relatives. It's been so long since anyone did it to me that I forgot how it felt."

Lillian smiled and nodded, "send them in please."

They waited in her office for Harry to arrive with his children. They came by Floo and stumbled into the small room. Once the introductions were made, Lillian sent James, Albus, and Lily with Heather to go meet the other children. Albus smiled shyly at Bellalexa before he left. Lillian hoped that they could be friends.

Together they Flooed to the nearby visitor entrance fireplace and walked to the telephone box that housed the entrance to the Ministry. Harry, Lillian and the three children squeezed into the box. Harry dialed the phone and a woman's cool voice said, "Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state your name and business."

"Lillian Potter escorting Bellalexa Lastrange, Kentra Milling, and Samuel Thomason to visit their parents.

Four buttons came out as the box sank into the ground and the woman's voice continued, "Visitors to the Ministry, you are required to submit to a search and present your wand for registration at the security desk, which is located at the far end of the Atrium," the female voice said.

Lillian's button read "Lillian Potter Escorting Minors" while the children's read "Parent Visitation"

They walked through the Atrium the children looked around at the rushing wizards. Several of which smiled at them, they saw the woman bringing children through every few months. "Hi Sahara how's the husband?" "Larry I loved that last article." Each person she talked to replied and smiled back. Some that she didn't talk to said hi. 'I guess Harry and I have gotten out. Seems like there's no distain about it. That always helps.'

She turned her wand over to the registration after that was done they got into one of the lifts with several others. She received some curious looks but no one asked her anything. She, Harry and the children stepped off on the lift on the floor that contained the Auror Department.

"Who do you want us to bring out first?" Harry asked as they entered the waiting room.

"Lets have Massy and Kenneth Milling first, then Lacy Thompson, and Alexander Lastrange last," she said looking at him.

Harry looked at Ron and Ron nodded and went out a side door. The other Auror stood staring back and forth from Lillian and Harry. Lillian sat with the children in the padded chairs and waited. When Ron came back in Lillian and the ten-year-old boy got up and walked into the insulation room.

"Could we be left alone Ron? Please." She asked.

"Their crime isn't bad enough to warrant a guard," Ron said with a smile. "Oh and sorry about Nelson, he's new. Or rather this is his second year as probation. Harry thinks and I agree that he is too judgmental and heavy handed to be an Auror." Ron shrugged, "Just ignore him if you can."

"I understand Aurors can be like that. Normally they're the ones that end up being the visitation guards." She said with a sigh. "I'll signal when we are ready to leave." Ron nodded and sat in the lone chair.

Lillian walked in the room with Samuel. He ran to his parents and hugged them. She stood off to the side while they talked about Samuel's adventures at the orphanage. They were imprisoned for Muggle baiting and only would be serving one more year. She smiled as they hugged and said goodbye. They smile up at her "Thank you for raising him so well." The mother said with a watery smile. "I hope we do half as well."

"You'll do fine just make it through the next year and you'll see him off to school and everything just don't do anything wrong again." She said consoling.

She walked out, nodded to Ron and walked back to the waiting room. Samuel walked over to the other children smiling. Lillian walked to her brother. "So have you thought about my request any?"

"I want to be sure that you are safe. I looked at his crime list it almost surpasses his mother's. I will be in that room with you." He said sternly. // be glad the little idiot over there isn't coming as well. That's why he's staring so much. I think he knows that we're not going to recommend him as a permanent Auror the best he might get is office work. // he sent with a laugh.

//Good, no offence but there is too many Aurors out there like him. You need to be ruthless in battle but not in a room. Fine you can come in with us but don't say or do anything. Okay. // Harry nodded and walked back to stand next to the younger man. Ron came back in and nodded. He led them back into the insulation room, this time he sat without saying and gestured her to go in. She smiled at him as she held the door for the five-year-old girl. Like with Samuel she ran to her mother and hugged her. As Lillian held the door for the girl when she finished and was about to go out herself when the mother called her back. "Ron, Mrs. Milling wants to speak with me could you take Massy back."

"Sure just don't be too long."

She released the door and turned back to the mother. "What can I do for you Mrs. Milling?"

"Even with good behavior, I will not be released for thirteen years. She'll be eighteen by then and graduated. Raise her well please I don't want her to end up like me." The woman sobbed.

"She'll be fine you just try to hang on. I might be able to get your sentence reduced but don't hope too much."

"I never meant to kill that man. I really was aiming for a rock. He just ran out, I'm never going to use that spell again."

"You just concentrate on staying sane in there so you can be there for your daughter." Lillian said "I have one more parent so I've got to go." The woman nodded as Lillian shut the door. She leaned on it and breathed before she went back in the waiting room.

Bellalexa was sitting a few chairs away from the others looking at her shoes. She knew that she was different and that one if not more of these Aurors would escort her in, and some said mean things. She looked up as the door shut slightly nervous. Lillian smiled at her and sat down next to her, "It'll be fine Lexa."

"How many of them are coming in with us?" the girl whispered.

"Just one, Harry."

"He's seems alright," she said brightening. "I just hope that dad doesn't say anything too rude," with a sigh.

"I sure that it will be fine darling. Your father loves you." Lillian looked up to see Ron open the door. "Come on let's go see your father." She said getting up. Harry got up from where he leaned on the wall. He walked over and held the door open. Ron was sitting in the chair; he and Harry talked about his the day before.

The man, unlike the others, was chained to the chair. He stood up as best as he could when they entered. He smiled and said, "Lexa you've grown since your birthday." The young girl ran to her father and hugged him. He took her into his arms the best he could.

"Can we get rid of the chains Harry, please?" She said to her brother.

He looked at her for a moment, and then nodded. He raised his wand and said "Bellalexa step away from your father please."

The girl looked to her adopted mother with questions in her eyes. "It's okay Lexa."

Harry raised his wand and Alexander cringed slightly; then straightened looking surprised as he felt the chains slide off. He stood completely up smiling. His daughter gawped then ran and jumped into his arms. His eyes glimmered with unshed tears. He knew that he would never be released from Azkaban at least he knew that his daughter would be taken care of.

Lillian went over to her usual corner and stood she motioned Harry to come over. He shook his head. // Harry come over here, give them some privacy. You'll be right here. He won't hurt his daughter and they can't talk, really talk with you hovering, now come over here. // Harry looked at her at first then he walked over and stood with her.

"How come you trust him so much anyway?" he asked quietly, watching the father and daughter talking amiably.

"He and I talk more then twice a year. Every now and then I go to Azkaban and visit with any parents who have children in my care. He doesn't talk much mostly he just wants to hear about Lexa but he's let a few things slip sometimes. Also he surrendered himself right after giving Lexa to me. He Apparented in the middle of the yard ten years ago, I almost stunned him before he begged me to take his little girl." She muttered back. "Thank you for taking the chains off. None of the others took them off; this is the first time since he gave her to me that he has hugged her so fully."

Harry nodded then said "their time is about up. Do you need to talk to him any now?"

"I'll have a quick word with him. That's all."

The man in question looked up knowing that they talked of him. He sat down and gave his daughter a last hug and kiss before turning to the adult wizards. "Thank you for taking such good care of my little girl, Martha."

"Daddy her name isn't Martha any more it's Lillian. But everyone at the orphanage calls her Mama Potter." Lexa piped up.

"It's been a pleasure to raise your daughter Mr. Lastrange." Seeing his confused look at his daughter's comment she went on, "I am Harry's twin sister. I made a promise when I was young not to tell Harry about myself, to protect him. I was finally released from that promise a few months ago. Harry owned some of my mother's diaries of the time when she was pregnant. One of them said that if it were a girl her name would be Lillian. There is magic in names. I never like Martha it didn't feel like my name so when I found out about my mother's dairy; I switched over to my true name. I told the other parents but there was a VIP on your floor that day and I couldn't get up to see you."

The man nodded with an understanding, he looked at Harry for a second before he said, "I wish to apologize for the harm that my mother, father, and step father did to you Mr. Potter." He looked lovingly at his daughter before continuing, "I believe that the timing is correct for you to hear my story. The story of why I gave myself up Lexa. I want you to hear it as well Mr. and Mrs. Potter."

Lillian and Harry looked at each other and shrugged. They sat down and Lexa crawled up into Lillian's lap and snuggled.

"My step-father was recruited a few months before the Dark Lord's first fell. He never got initiated into the Death Eater's ranks. My mother asked him to watch over me the night she and some others went to the Longbottoms. When they got captured Malden took me and fled to Hungary. When my mother escaped from Azkaban she didn't want me back and in her way. Well after the Dark Lord's final downfall and my mother's death Malden and I went out and decided to take up their work. That lasted about six years; then everything changed. Malden and I were hiding out in a cave in some mountains in southern Russia. An avalanche caught us as we were heading in one night. Malden was killed almost instantly. A Muggle woman found me though. She nursed me back to health in her cottage. She lived away from other because many of her family were Muggle-born wizards and the community distrusted her. At first I despised her but soon I began to enjoy her company. She didn't find out who I was until about a year later when she went into town to get winter provisions. By then though we loved each other. She wanted me to turn myself in but I didn't want to. Maybe I would have if she hadn't gotten pregnant. The summer was terrible; many of the animals that she raised for food and to sell were sick and dying. She was out working with them when she went into labor. I wasn't a healer and my face was too well known. She said that she could take care of it by her self, but she couldn't and she died. I blamed myself. That's why I gave my self up. I wanted to turn myself into the English authorities but I didn't know what to do with Bellalexa. I didn't want to put her in a Muggle orphanage but I didn't want to give her to the Aurors either. I was looking through the Daily Prophet when I saw the ad for magical adoptive parents. That's when I came to you Mar…Lillian and gave Lexa up,"

Harry looked skeptical of the story but Lillian knew that it was true. "I wanted to ask this before but never got up the courage to. If you are ashamed of your mother why did you name your daughter after her?" Lillian asked after the moment.

The man chuckled some then said. "But I didn't. Bellalexa's mother's name was Bernadetta or Bella for short. I always called her Belle though because it was just too strange to call her what my mother used for a nickname." He sighed. "After Belle' delivered she told me to choose a name that was part of both of us. Since it was her last request I granted it; Bella after her mother and Lexa after Alexander, me," he finished with a shrug. "I wasn't sure whether or not to give her my last name but Belle refused to tell me hers and I had to give her a last name."

"I may be able to get you some leave time. It will be tracked of course but for special functions I might be able to talk the Minister into letting you out to visit with your daughter off Ministry grounds." Harry said with consideration. "I can't promise anything as of yet, but a father should be there for things like first days for school, graduations, or marriages don't you think?"

The man just nodded dumbfounded at Harry's offer.

After a last hug Harry put the chains back on and escorted them from the room. When they entered the waiting room Lexa hugged Harry furiously then ran over to the other two children. "Thank you Harry" Lillian said collecting her charges. She sent all of them but Bellalexa back to the orphanage where Roger and Shelia were watching the children with the help of Henry and Lucillia.

Walking with Harry, Lillian and Lexa were led to the lift from where they went down into the Department of Secrets. Harry led them to a small office and had them sit down while he went to get Kindle.

Lillian shivered but not from the cold she hoped she would never see this place again. She looked up as Harry led an older man in.

"Lillian this is Thomas, Thomas this is my sister Lillian."

Thomas shook hands with Lillian and then bent down and said, "So this must be little Bellalexa the most recent remembrancer. How do you do little lady?"

"Good sir." Lexa said shyly

Seating themselves Kindle asked, "Could you describe your vision for me little one."

Bellalexa shrugged and told her story for the third time. Once she finished Kindle looked at Lillian and said, "She is quite strong, stronger than me."

"How so?" Harry asked.

"As you know sir I have to be in the area to use my abilities, she apparently doesn't. There are three classes of remembrancer, low level where the person can only see into the recent past and be in close proximity, medium level where they can look into the more distant past but still must be within about a kilometer of the incident, and high level where they don't have to be anywhere near the place where the incident happened and they can look back hundreds of years. High levels will also see what you might call the location's memory, for example, she might see a person running or walking in a place that has seen a lot of emotion."

"A place like Hogwarts?" Lillian asked.

"Yes especially after the Battle, it had a lot of emotional scenes to begin with being a school and all but now. It's a past battle field, which means that we must train you to control your power, before you go to school." Kindle said looking at the young girl closely. Turning to the head of his department he said, "It looks like I am going to need a transfer to special training."

"The paperwork is on my desk waiting for your signature," Harry said glancing at his watch. "Sorry but I must be going, I have a meeting with the Minister about a delegation coming during March," he said standing. "I'll speak with you later, Lillian, Kindle."

After the door closed behind Harry, Kindle asked Lexa in a quiet voice, "Do you want to know anything else?"

"What do you do with your ability?"

"Back when I worked in the enforcement department I used it to see whether or not someone's story was true. I would go to a scene and see who was there and what happened. Oh I forgot to mention something about high level remembrancers, you see I'm only a medium level myself so I can't do this, but if you are touching someone they can see whatever it is that you are seeing. Sometimes it helps to convince people of what happened I hear."

Seeing that Lexa was trying to turn everything over in her head, Lillian asked, "When do you want to start lessons? I'm pretty busy until Hogwarts starts classes back but after that we can work out a schedule."

"I could come over every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday and work with her. You don't have to be there but it might help to begin with."

"I like learning about new things, besides you never know when I might get another child with this ability.

"That's fine with me, and you can help her practice when I can't come over." Kindle said with a shrug. "Well I must be going but I will be seeing you soon after Christmas. Oh and what is the name of your orphanage again?"

"Sanctuary Orphanage for Young Wizards and Witches," Lillian said. Kindle nodded and gestured for them to follow him. He led them back to the lift. After baying them good-bye he walked back to the inter depths of the Ministry.

Leaning against the side of the lift Lillian sent// We're going now what time will you be there in the morning? //

// I'll be there around eight or so. Tell my three that their mother will come and pick them up around four this afternoon. // He responded.

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The next day started out hectic. The two boys that fought were fighting again. Once she settled that, the poor little half vampire girl was held too close to the fire and obtained a light burn. While not serious burnt the poor child couldn't stop crying. Finally she used a cooling spell which quieted the child. Lillian was putting the girl back in the crib when Harry arrived.

"You about ready Lillian?" he asked walking into the nursery.

"Just about, let me get Tanaya put down and me into a nicer outfit. Your children all settled?" she inquired looking up at him.

"Yes, they seem to love it here. While we live out in the country, we live close enough to a town that we must be careful how high we fly. Here you can go as high as you want, you have room to move. You barely can even see the village down the hill" he finished with a sigh.

Lillian nodded smiling, "let me go change and I'll meet you out by the gate," she said walking out.

// Nervous, little sister? // He sent as he walked out.

// Yes, what if they will not accept me? //

// Uncle Vernon will probably be the worst, Aunt Petunia might be okay, she did love Mom, she was just jealous and confused. She was the older sister; she was supposed to teach Mom new things. Instead Mom went off and had her own adventures. //

//What about Dudley? He was always so mean. //

//Dudley's changed; he's lost weight and has a wife and four children, Maxwell, Jeffrey, Catharine, and Wesley. His wife, Kathy, is a great woman. It helps that she loves the whole magic thing and their kids adore me and call me Cousin H. // he sent with a laugh. // Dudley isn't big about punctuality but the aunt and uncle are. //

//Are going to go meet them all at once?// she sent with a panicked feeling.

//No we'll go over to Aunt and Uncle's house first. Then we can spend some time at Dudley's. //

"Well how do I look?" Lillian asked walking up to the gate.

Harry stared at her a moment, transfixed. She wore a simple light yellow dress with small blue flowers scattered over it. The hem of the skirt showed scenes of children playing. With her hair put up into a simple bun she looked like a typical housewife. "Well, Aunt Petunia might think that you're a normal person. Probably for the best that way," he said regaining his composure.

Lillian blushed and led the way down the Apparenting Stone. Once there Harry took her arm and turned.

They appeared with a loud bang. "Hello, Harry and this must be your sister," an old lady said smiling up at them from her perch on an old wooded chair.

"Hello, Mrs. Figg thank you for keeping the area clear." Harry smiled back at the woman. "Yes this is my sister Lillian, Lillian this is Mrs. Figg. She would watch over me when the Dursely's were out.

"Hello Mrs. Figg it is a pleasure to meeting you finally." Lillian said reaching down to shake her hand.

Mrs. Figg looked up at her speculatively; then shook. "It is nice to meet you as well young lady. You look a lot like your mother."

"Thank you," she said blushing.

"We'll come back to visit you after she gets to me the relatives." Harry said bending down to hug the lady.

They turned to go. "She helps me out sometimes. She feels sort of responsible for how the Dursley's treated me."

"Nurse sometimes got like that too," she said understandingly. Harry nodded silently as he led they way up the street, not noticing that she spoke in the past tense. Lillian viewed the world around them with an interest. She rarely entered a residual area as a child, and she always liked to look around new places. She saw Harry glancing back at her. "I'm fine. How close are we anyway?"

Harry stopped at a low wall that ran in front of a nice house. The gardens looked perfect, as if a weed wouldn't dare sprout there. "This is it, number four Privet Drive. The place I called home for sixteen years of my life." Harry said with a forced gusto.

"A lot nicer then the orphanage," she said looking about.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to imply that you lived in a nicer place," Harry winced.

"It's fine I'm doing my part to make sure that there are fewer chances for young wizards to feel unloved. Shall we go in?" she said patting his arm.

Harry looked at her and thought, 'my life was so much better then hers, but she takes everything in stride. I don't think anything could surprise her. Aunt Petunia is a different story'. He grinned at that last. "Yes of course. Let me go in first and introduce you slowly," he said walking up the walk.

Lillian stood hidden behind Harry. Aunt Petunia opened the door seeing who it was she smiled. "Harry welcome. Happy Christmas," she said with a forced smile. Uncle Vernon stood behind his wife. They shook hands and nodded to each other.

Harry grinned and said, "Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon I would like you to meet someone." As he stepped aside, letting them see Lillian.

Lillian reddened as Petunia gasped. Uncle Vernon stared; he only had seen Lily Potter in photos.

"Lily… how…!?" Petunia said taking a breath. Vernon just kept staring.

"This is Lillian, Aunt Petunia, my sister," Harry said calmly.

"You never had a sister, boy!" Vernon exclaimed.

"Look at her Vernon. She looks just like her, except for the eyes. She has his eyes." Petunia said still staring. Suddenly she shook herself and said, "Come in. come in both of you." waving them in, obviously shaken.

They walked into the sitting room. Lillian looked around as she and Harry sat down on the couch. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon sat opposite them. "Please explain. Harry and uh Lillian you said." Aunt Petunia said still shaken. Uncle Vernon took her and squeezed.

Lillian looked at them then at her hands, "I believe that I should be the one to explain. Harry just found out himself you see." She said looking back up at them.

She started from the beginning and didn't stop until she told them almost everything. There were several exclamations through out the story. Finally she finished. At first the Dursley's just looked from her to Harry and back.

"Thank you for coming. Lillian." Aunt Petunia said weakly. "I really did love your mother you know. It's just that she changed, she went off and lived a life that I couldn't even try to live." She said as she started to cry.

Lillian came over and sat down beside her and gave the aunt she just met an enveloping hug. She looked up at her uncle. He stared back at her for a second before looking down. Then he reached over and gripped his wife's shoulder.

Harry watched with fascination as Lillian said just the right things. His aunt and uncle slowly accepted him, but there was always an underlying current of tension. That tension always came to a peak whenever there was any mention of Lily and James Potter.

//She and Mom had an argument at the wedding. They never made up, and then Mom died. She was angry she blamed Dad for Mom dying. She took that anger out on you. Then, though after everything she did or let happen to you. You helped them; you made sure that they would be safe. // Lillian thought to Harry.

//I had to make sure that they were safe. They are family. I might not always have liked them particularly but they did keep me safe for several years. //

// I know. That's what makes you, you. //

The rest of the visit was filled with various stories about the children that Lillian supervised. They ended the visit with gift giving. There was a slight tense moment when the Dursley's realized that they didn't have a gift for Lillian.

"Don't worry about it. I didn't know what to get you so I just got you this." She said handing over a small wrapped box.

Petunia unwrapped the gift and smiled softly. It contained a matching necklace and earrings, with light green gems set in bronze. For Uncle Vernon there was a tie with drills on it, along with a gift card for accessories for a car.

"Thank you. Lillian." Uncle Vernon said gruffly.

Lillian smiled and hugged them both. When Harry shook his uncle's hand this time, there was warmth in it, and his aunt hugged him with a watery smile.

"So, how'd you think that went, big brother?" Lillian said teasingly.

"I don't know really. The last time that I saw them anywhere close to that happy was when Dudley got married." Harry said thoughtfully.

"Now then where does our cousin live?" she asked him.

"Just around the corner actually," he responded walking up the street. They turned onto Licken Place and walked up the sixth house. "This is it." He said looking at her.

They could hear children in the house shouting and playing. Lillian saw a small face peaking out of one of the windows. Then, four children burst out the front door and ran straight at Harry. Lillian took a step out of the way as the children jumped up at Harry and clang to him.

"Cousin Harry did you bring us anything?"

"How have you been?" the oldest asked as he released Harry.

"Who's she?" asked they little girl.

"Yes I brought you all presents. I'm great Max, and this everyone in my sister Lillian." Harry finally said when they quieted to look at Lillian.

"You know Harry, I don't remember you having a sister when we were growing up." Dudley said coming up. They hadn't seen him with all the children around. "But she does look like those pictures Mom has of Aunt Lily." He said inspecting Lillian.

"There is a nice long story behind it; would you like to go inside and hear it?" Lillian said blushing.

"You two go on in I'll keep the children occupied," Harry said smiling. "Tell Kathy that I will join you after the story," as he walked off trailing the children. // Don't worry. If you need me just call, but I think that you three will be just fine. Dudley can be annoying but he has changed in a lot of ways. I mean after this is what he used to look like. // Harry sent a mental picture of Dudley as a child. Looking at him now she nodded. The man before her while large was a dignified portly person. His smile also was different, nicer.

// You're mean and selfish. // she sent back.

// Well I don't really need to hear the story again and I love to play with the kids, and you should get to know your cousin without me around. //

Lillian and Dudley stood looking at each other for a long time. "Well come on in. Cousin." Dudley said uncomfortably, leading the way into the house.

While the house itself was the built exactly the same, but the atmosphere was completely different. The children made the drawings that covered the walls. The photographs showed a happy family going out to picnics, the zoo, or amusement parks. She smiled and shook Kathy's hand when Dudley introduced them. They sat in the living room and she told the story for the second time that day.

Harry smiled when he heard his cousin and sister came out of the house laughing. Kathy followed them bringing some drinks also smiling. The children ran up to her and grabbed drinks. They all sat down and watched the children play.

"Children why don't you go to the park," Kathy said. She waited for them to cross the street before turning to Harry and Lillian. "So Harry other then finding out that you have a sister, how have you been since you last visited?"

"Nothing much, James started Hogwarts, Albus is going next year then Lily. Ginny is writing more for the sports section of the paper." Harry told her.

Kathy then looked at Lillian smiling, "So you run an orphanage, how many children do you house?" she asked.

"Well I've had a couple of additions recently so it comes out to be around forty some; two of my charges are toddlers and two babies." She said thinking.

"That's quiet a lot how many of them are students?" Dudley said.

"Five." Lillian said smiling sadly.

The Dursley's looked at her and then Harry. He took his sister's hand and squeezed before saying, "One of them was injured recently. A dark wizard followed an ogre out of the woods; Romulius took care of the ogre but didn't see the wizard. He was hit by a curse saving James and another boy who were fighting," he explained.

"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't mean to," Dudley started.

"It's alright he is a bright boy and will be fine after a few months." Lillian said looking back at her cousin and his wife.

"It must be hard to feed all those children, you do have help don't you?" Kathy said veering away from the sad subject.

"The older ones that aren't in school help me out. My old friend, Roger, helps when he can. Harry and his family have been sending me food since I introduced myself. My real dilemma is that I have eight more going to Hogwarts next year, and I like to get them at least one school supply that is new."

"Doesn't the Ministry of Magic help you out at all?" Dudley said in consideration.

"They send some money but they don't seem to understand how much children need to eat, or how fast they go through cloths. They give me a little extra for the children that are about to start attending Hogwarts. You see this is the first wizarding orphanage, ever. But Harry gave me a key to Mum and Dad's old vault so I can withdraw from that now."

"You mean that no one has ever thought of making an exclusive orphanage just for wizards?" Kaylen asked.

"Not as far as I can tell. It's expensive to clothe and feed that many children for a long period of time. Especially robes for Hogwarts, but then you will find that out next year." Lillian said.

"What do you mean?" the Dursley's asked as one.

"Oh, I thought that you knew. Maxwell is a wizard, as well as the other three." She said perplexed.

"How do you know, Lillian?" Harry asked looking at her.

She looked at him, "I made up a spell when I started the orphanage and was looking through the Muggle orphanages for young wizards. I cast it when the children came running out. A forest green light appears over all their heads. Forest green means wizard, light blue is for squip, and light yellow means Muggle," she told him.

"You mean that Maxwell will be receiving one of those letters next year?" Dudley asked rhetorically.

The rest of the visit went along fairly well. When Harry and Lillian left the Dursleys they both promised to talk more.

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