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Chapter 3: In Which New Lines are Drawn and a Disagreement is Had
Minerva looked down at the piece of parchment she was holding and began to read: Minerva,
The news is good. I will meet you later to explain further. L.
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Minerva and Albus arrived at St. Mungo's later that evening to visit Lilly and James. Lucina met them at her door. "Good evening folks and Congratulations."
"Luca" Minerva began but Lucina put a hand up to stop her. "He's so beautiful". Minerva and Albus lit up. "He's with her now, you can go in"
"Lilly." Minerva knocked quietly on the door before she went in "Mum, come in. Is Dad here?
"Yes, dear." Minerva went over to the bed. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm exhausted but seeing him... Come say hello to your grandson."
Lilly handed Minerva the bundle of blankets. "Lilly he's adorable." Minerva could feel a tear ran down her cheek.
"Yes, he is but, please don't get him to wet." Lilly answered smiling and laughing with her mother as Albus watched from the doorway. "I'll try not to." Minerva said.
"He is so cute." A voice from behind Dumbledore began.
"Excuse me." Dumbledore turned around and faced his niece. "Petunia?"
"Yes, Uncle." Dumbledore ushered her firmly away from the door as they walked away he spoke in calm, stern tone that he sometimes used with the students. "Watch how you use that around here."
"Petunia pulled away from him and began to speak in a tone that could only be described as stuck up. "Afraid you and Aunt Minerva will be found out?"
"More afraid for your sister, brother-in-law, and nephew." Dumbledore replied, "There is a war coming."
"Always the prophet." Petunia replied sarcastically. Dumbledore clearly seemed to be loosing his patients.
"Why are you here. I thought you didn't believe in magic. I know your husband certainly doesn't."
"I wish to merely send my regards; as for Vernon he is home with our son. Dudley is nearly two months now."
"Well Congratulations." Albus offered her a smile.
"Thank you and do pass along my regards to my freak sister and her husband."
The sparkle left Dumbledore's eye as Petunia left he extended a hand and stopped her. "One day, Petunia, dear, you will come to understand it all and hopefully you will learn to, at the very least tolerate our ways."
"I doubt that very much Uncle, you are all freaks." Petunia spat as she left.