Chapter 2:

Explanations

Harry was in shock, he could not believe it, his Aunt Petunia a witch!!! Petunia, the person who gets frightened every time he mentions magic? The same person who kept his past a secret from him for eleven years? The same person who loves everything unpleasantly perfect and normal? The same woman married to Uncle Vernon!!

Never...

"Harry come with me" she said in a stern voice, Harry followed her into the living room, there were so many questions he wanted to ask her but he blurted out the first thing that came to mind "Do Uncle Vernon and Dudley know?" then without waiting for a reply he asked "Why didn't you tell me?" and "Did you go to Hogwarts?"

His aunt's cold grey eyes were looking up at the ceiling; it looked as though she were thinking of a way to answer all of his questions. She had evidently noticed that Harry was staring at her in complete and utter disbelief because she snapped out of it and said "You can ask questions after, right now I want to ask you a few things."

She was speaking in a very serious tone. "Alright" Harry said nervously, "Well", she started, "First things first....ARE YOU MAD!!!! Leaving like that and speaking to a mysterious stranger!!!!"

"But he was following me!" Harry began to say before she cut him off. "Well who was he then?" Harry paused for a moment and then said "W..Well I think he was one of Voldemort's supporters."

Petunia flinched at the sound of Voldemort's name. There was an awkward silence, and then she finally spoke "Well you obviously can't stay here now; I suppose we should to wait for Dumbledoor's orders." Harry took the opportunity to ask her some questions. She told him of how when she was young her and Lily both got accepted to Hogwarts, Lily was sorted into Gryffindor and she was sorted into Hufflepuff, she said once they were at school they barley talked to each other, and almost no one knew that they were related whatsoever.

She told him how she was a good student and completed her seven years at Hogwarts and then graduated, but she could not find a job that suited her and decided to settle down as a muggle because she preferred the quiet life, also because she feared Voldemort and felt that muggle life was the life for her.

She said she was distraught when Lily died, she had tried to persuade Lily to live as a muggle with her but Lily adored the magic world so much that she had refused to do so. After all of his questions were answered they just sat in the living room, Harry still couldn't believe that Vernon had agreed to marry a witch, and that Dudley had no idea what his mother really was.

Dudley would have gone to Hogwarts but Petunia asked for his name to be taken off the list when he was born because she wanted to live a normal muggle life and Dumbledoor had respected that decision. Just then a handsome brown owl flew through the window and dropped a letter onto Harry's lap.

Harry glanced down at the letter that had just fallen onto his lap, he immediately recognized the owl as one from Hogwarts, so it came to no surprise when the letter was from Dumbledoor, the headmaster there.

Dear Mr. Potter,

Because of recent events that have occurred you will be traveling to the Burrow. The Burrow's fireplace has been connected to the floo network temporarily (it will only last a week) In the pouch that the owl is carrying is floo powder, I'm quite sure you know what to do with it. Feel free to leave any time within the next week.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledoor

Sudden joy flooded over Harry, he was going back to the Burrow! Harry figured that this was because Dumbledoor felt he wasn't ready to go back to Grimmauld place, and for this Harry was very very grateful. Just then another owl swooped through the window, but this owl he recognized as his own. "Hedwig!" Harry exclaimed, "I had missed you!" The owl nipped his finger affectionately and then flew upstairs to get something to eat. Hedwig had brought two letters, the first one he read was from Ron.

Hey Harry!

Dumbledoor has just sent me an owl, Mum was thrilled when she heard you were coming here. When can you leave? I do hope it's soon I haven't seen you in a while, Hermione has already arrived, she's arrived a bit early but the earlier the better! I have something important to tell you, but I think I'll wait until you arrive, hope that'll make you want to come sooner.

Your friend

Ron

The second letter was a letter from Hermione

Dear Harry,

I'm already at the Burrow but I felt that I should write to you anyways! I cant wait to see you again I've really missed you! I arrived here a bit early because my parents are in Cuba for their honeymoon. You'll be so surprised and happy when you heard Ron's good news, I defiantly know I was! Can't wait to see you again.

Love,

Hermione.

Harry wondered what Ron had to tell him, whatever it was it must be brilliant, he thought to himself. He decided that he would leave for the Burrow tomorrow morning. Harry was overjoyed; this was defiantly his shortest stay at Privet Drive. He decided to answer Ron and Hermione in one letter since they were at the same place.

Hey guys!

I expect I'll be leaving some time tomorrow morning and Ron, trust me, nothing could make me want to go to the Burrow even more than I already do, I cant wait to see you guys again, I do hope you haven't had TOO much fun without me. But you gits really shouldn't have told me you have news, now I'll be thinking about it all day. I'll be seeing you soon.

Harry

Harry walked into the kitchen after he sent the message to his friends. He told his aunt and uncle about leaving for the Burrow the following morning (he had to thoroughly explain the use of floo power to his uncle) He spent the rest of the day gathering his things and before he knew it, it was time for him to go to sleep, after all he had a big day ahead of him tomorrow and had to be up early. He drifted off to sleep with his mind filled with thoughts of the fun he'd be having the same time tomorrow.

He awoke the next morning, but didn't wake up tired as usual, this morning he woke up bursting with energy. He was extremely excited; he got dressed, and then took his things downstairs. At 10:00am he bid farewell to his aunt, uncle, and cousin, threw the powder into the fire, stepped into the green flames and said as clearly as possible "The Burrow!" and he was off.