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"Well," started Harry. "If you think about, you won't see her at all, I'll be at school for most of the year, and she can stay in my room. I bought food and a bed and everything."
"Yes," said Petunia, sitting on the bed with the cat in her arms. It was gently purring and snuggling into her, it was obvious Petunia liked her. "I guess it's okay as long as she doesn't make a mess. Does she have a name?"
"I'm not really sure," said Harry with a small smile, it would be good to win his Aunt over and have her on his side. "Have you got any suggestions?"
"Well, you could call her after a flower, like your mother, sort of in honour of her," said Aunt Petunia, sounding rather doubtful about her idea.
"Sure," said Harry with a grin, picking up his cat. "Say hello to Daisy."
"Nice name," said Aunt Petunia with a grin.
"Good," thought Harry. "Aunt Petunia seems much nicer now, even thought she wasn't exactly very nice after I got my Hogwarts letter. It would be a good thing to have her not hating me, I don't know how Uncle Vernon will react to magic, if he finds out of course."Back to reality, Harry smiled up at Aunt Petunia and thanked her for helping him with his things, and then asked whether she wanted to see the things he had gotten for Hogwarts.
"Um," said Petunia in a high pitched voice, looking startled as if she had forgotten that he was indeed magical. "Maybe later."
"Okay then Aunt Petunia," said Harry, then paused, realizing that it was almost six 'o' clock. "Do you want me to make dinner?"
"Yes please," said Aunt Petunia, retaining her startled look. "Would you mind making spaghetti Bolognese?"
This was one of Vernon's favourites, and Aunt Petunia often asked him to make it, so he had made it so many times by now it was really easy, and didn't mind it.
"Sure, I'll go down and start in a few minutes," replied Harry.
"Thanks Harry," said Aunt Petunia. "After dinner when Vernon and Dudley are watching TV, you can show me your school things."
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After a rather awkward dinner in which Dudley and Petunia did most of the talking with lots of awkward pauses, Dudley and Vernon had headed off to the living room to watch the wrestling like they normally did each Saturday. Petunia hovered around the door as if she was waiting for Harry to finish loading the dishwasher, which was what he was currently doing.
When Vernon called through, asking what Petunia was doing, she left the kitchen and headed around to the dining room to call her friend, Yvonne, after remembering she had promised to ring her once she had arrived back from Ibiza.
Harry turned the dishwasher on, and then heard the telltale beep of the phone being hung up, they seemed to have good timing. He walked upstairs to his room, and sat on his bed, waiting for his Aunt.
"I'm just going upstairs to the bedroom, Vernon," yelled Petunia.
Vernon grunted.
"There's a new episode of that show on, Gossip Girl it's called," she said.
"Ok," he said, managing to drag himself away from the TV away for a second.
Petunia nodded, not that Vernon actually noticed though, and then walked up the creaky stairs to Harry's room, where she found him sprawled across his bed.
Glancing upwards when he heard the door being opened, Harry looked up, and saw that as he had expected, it was Petunia at the door. Sitting up, he told her to come in, and she came and sat beside him on the bed.
"Hi," said Petunia with a smile, and a rather curious look. "Did you have a nice day then?"
"Yeah," enthused Harry with a wide grin. "Professor McGonagall came here and told me loads of stuff about wizards and the school I'm going to, and then we went to Hermione's house to pick her up, her parents aren't magical though, I think they call them muggles. We went to Diagon Alley, and it was great, it's like a wizarding town with loads of cool shops. I went to this bank that's run by goblins, and I got money that's in my vault, there's so much! Then, once we'd been to the bank we went to a wand shop that's run by a man called Ollivander, and I got a wand that has a phoenix feather in it. Then, we went to a pet shop, and at Hogwarts you can either have a cat, a rat, an owl, or a toad and me and Hermione both decided to get a cat. Then, we went and got loads of things for school, I got potions ingredients, a cauldron, a telescope and after that we went to Madame Malkin's to get our school uniform, where we met a boy called Draco, and he told us loads of stuff about school and the houses and the wizarding world. After that, we went to a place called The Leaky Cauldron for lunch, and, the last place we went to was a really cool huge bookshop, where we got our school books and I got some interesting looking books about the Potter family, and about the wizarding world's laws and customs."
Harry finished explaining and showing Aunt Petunia things, and then looked up at her rather apprehensively. She looked quite interested, and Harry wondered what she was going to say.
"It all sounds really intresting, Harry. It's certainly different to the school supplies you used to get," she said with a smile. "I know you said that you had a bit of money in your vault, but do you need any for other school supplies, or when you're at school?"
"No," said Harry, shaking his head. "There was loads of money in the vault, but it was only my trust vault, so it should see me through school, there's probably another vault. Am I allowed to keep it?"
"Of course," said Aunt Petunia. "It's your money, and it probably wouldn't do me much good to have wizards money anyway."
"Thanks," said Harry.
"Now, when are you going to school, I think your mother used to get a train of some sort," she asked.
Remembering what Professor McGonagall had told him just a few hours ago outside the house, he said "Well, Professor McGonagall gave me a ticket for a train on the 1st of September at Kings Cross, it leaves at 11am. She said that if you don't want to take me, she can arrange for someone to pick me up, so it's alright,"
"No," said Petunia with a frown. "I don't want you going to the train station by yourself or with someone you don't know. The first of September is the same day that Dudley is going to Smeltings, but Vernon's taking him so it should be fine."
"Thanks, Aunt Petunia-" he cut off, looking at the owl flying towards the closed window. Oh dear. Jumping up, he managed to open it just in time for the owl to fly through, it had a letter attached to it.
He handed it to Petunia after reading the short note, which consisted of one line, and was then signed with the initials MM.
Petunia looked up at him rather confusedly, "Why do you have to go to Mrs Figg's house?"
Harry simply shrugged, he didn't even know who MM was.
"Come on then, we'd better go," said Petunia, standing up.
A/N: Please vote on my poll! Can anyone guess why Harry has to go to Mrs Figg's? You have to have read the whole story to know.