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AN: Ah! The long awaited Dursleys chapter. I kinda made it ironic in my own way. Muhahaha er hehehe, lol. ENJOY!!! and R&R&R

Ch. 12. The Dursleys

"JAMES!" she screamed as she felt the snow around her, "you're gonna pay!!" He helped her up and kissed her on the lips sweetly.

Harry just starred, all he ever wanted had been handed down to him with no strings attached, and no contract with the devil.

"LILY! CALM DOWN!" James yelled as Lily got all the women of the group and convinced them to help her attack her own husband with flying snowballs.

"MOLLY!" Arthur laughed seeing the never-before-seen silly side of Molly Weasley.

Though nobody noticed and kept on fighting with snow, James and Lily stopped and walked towards each other and away from the raging war of giggles and laughter and revenge. Smiling, the two put their arms around each other and watched Harry happily help Ron tackle Hermione down on the ground. "Well James?" smiled Lily, one arm around James's waist, the other on his chest.

"Yes?"

"Are you happy now?" she looked up at him.

He shook his head, "the Dursleys, I still have to go and kick their arses."

She smiled, "I think we can go tomorrow while everyone else is asleep, they usually wake up at like 8 anyway, we can give 'em a nice heart attack for Christmas."

James laughed, "I like that. So, tomorrow?"

She nodded, "tomorrow."

After hours of letting the inner child take the reigns and drive the body, everyone decided it was time to go inside and eat something, since lunch had been hours before. The house elves had arranged a nice little brunch for the family.

"I got you good Remus," Sirius smiled from across the table drinking a cup of warm tea.

"No, you didn't," Remus said flushing a bit because he had fallen face down from a blow by a small snowball hurtled at him.

"Oh yes he did Remus," Lily laughed, she was sitting next to him on the table, Harry was on her other side.

"Oh yeah!" laughed James into his hot tea.

The Marauders and Lily had taken the last bit of the table to themselves, Harry and Fred sat close next to James, across from Lily, and Harry, who was sitting at his mother's arm. Harry watched in aw as his father's friends joked and laughed like there was no worry in the world, like Voldermort wasn't back, Lily wasn't sick, and the world wasn't out to get them for being good people. Harry just listened to Sirius and James rant endlessly and laughed almost every second at a stupid comment one of his hero's made.

"So, what do we do for the rest of the day?" Harry asked his dad.

"I was thinking we go marauding the forest," James smiled, "show you guys some of the sites around here."

"That sounds good," was murmured all over the table. A great movement took place as everyone stood up to go exploring the forest and the attractions of the mansion, Lily however, was the only one who didn't participate in the hype. Her pallor worried James to no extent yet again, he would bet his life that she had covered it up so well only he could notice her ill looking colorless face. He waited for everyone to go out of the grand dining room which was decorated with every single Christmas decoration out there, and kneeled in front of her, he put a hand on her cheek.

"You ok?" he asked gazing into her warm eyes that seemed to have dimmed in color.

She smiled forcefully, "I'm fine James."

"Aha," he said, "then that makes the queen of England."

"I'm just a little woozy that's all," she assured him.

His breath caught in his throat, "you wanna go to St. Mungos?"

She shook her head, "don't make a big deal out of it James, please."

"I'm not making a big deal," he informed her.

She frowned, "yes you are, I'll just rest a little and I'll be better, I promise," she said leaning towards him, "I'll be fine."

"Like hell, I aint leaving you!" he declared.

"Go, show them the sites, please," she said, she sounded so tired it drove her husband up the wall. How could a women with such energy and spirit be driven down by such a disease when compared to surviving Voldermorts Carciatus looked like nothing.

"No, Lily, I've never left you when you needed me," he said, "I'm not gonna start now."

"I'm asking you, plus, I could use a little peace and quiet," she said she put her arms around her neck and let herself get lost in him once more, "please James," she whispered in his ear.

He nodded wrapping his arms around her protectively and kissed her neck, "are you sure?" he asked in to her shoulder.

"Yes," she answered squeezing the back of his neck.

He sighed and pulled her head back so he could look into her eyes fully, however hard he tried, concealing his concern was the hardest task ever put before him, and was plain inconceivable. "I love you," he told her.

"I love you too," she said and as if on cue, James sucked her lips into his own and kissed her with all the passion he had in his entire body leaving her breathless and a lasting, tingling feeling her stomach.

"I'll see you in a few hours ok?" he asked putting his forehead on hers.

She nodded, "have fun."

"I will," he smiled and reluctantly got out of the room, looking back every two steps to make sure she hadn't fainted.

As soon as he was gone, Lily slowly got up from the chair and went upstairs to her bedroom, taking the shortcuts behind huge portraits since she didn't feel like walking up the spiral staircase. She went into her and James's bedroom and threw her body on top of the bed, not even noticing that the loyal house elves had changed all the sheets, they had turned from burgundy to a dark blue satin. She didn't care, she closed her eyes, and fell asleep with a panging pain on the right side of her head.

A few hours later she felt herself beginning to think again, a sure sign that she was waking up. She also felt that the bed was lopsided a bit, she opened one eye to see something blue sitting next to her. She looked up and saw the familiar blue eyes of her beautiful husband. "Hey, how you feelin'?" he asked in a near whisper.

"Better," she smiled easing into the hand he laid on her cheek.

"Good, you look a little less pale," he smiled.

She glared at him, "thanks," she said and slowly sat up, yawning she asked, "what time is it?"

"8:30," he smiled.

Her eyes grew, "dang, I slept too much," she said squeezing her head towards James's leg making him smile, sometimes she really did feel like her Animagus form of a cat.

"No one minds," he smiled and slept next to her, allowing her to put her hands on his chest and cuddle up next to him, like she wanted to crawl up inside of him. He kissed her forehead then said, "how 'bout we go to the Dursleys now?"

She looked up at him, her eyebrow raised, "now? I thought we agreed on tomorrow morning."

He laughed slightly, "I know," he smiled gazing into her beautiful eyes.

"Why now?"

He shrugged.

"I need to eat something first honey," she smiled, "then we'll go? Good?"

"Good," he kissed her again but was cut short when there was a knock on the door. Lily told the person he could come in, and in came Harry looking worried.

"Are you alright?" he asked with a slightly shaky voice.

She nodded, "I just needed a nap is all, I'm fine honey, you don't have to worry about me."

Harry slowly moved towards the bed, Lily was know sitting up, James was too lazy to care. He sat on the edge of the bed in front of Lily, "are you sure?"

"Yeah!" Lily smiled putting her hand on her sons shoulder.

"Um…."

"What is it?" James asked sitting up.

"Er…."

"There's something you're itching to tell us about, what is it?" James said sitting Indian style on the bed.

"Um…well….er….how do I do this?" Harry thought allowed.

"Don't hide around the bush kiddo," James told him.

"Uh….well…..erm……Hermione and I are sort of …..how shall I say this…are…..together," he finished ungracefully.

James and Lily looked at each other, "since when?"

"The night the Grangers were attacked, started as a hanky panky," he smiled not looking at either of his parents since he had found the Persian carpet far more interesting.

"Wow," Lily smiled, "so that's why she's been so awkward around me!!"

"I'm proud of you, my son's all grown up," James imitated crying as he placed his hand over his heart.

Lily laughed, "don't mind your father, your grandmother dropped him way too many times when he was an infant."

"HEY!" James cried.

"I love you," was her quick response and kissed his cheek as she leaned towards him.

"Yeah yeah," he said tediously.

"So, you guys are ok with it?" Harry asked with a fluttering heart.

"Why would we not be?" James asked frowning.

He shrugged, "dunno," he smiled.

"Harry, James and I need to leave the castle for a few hours, is that ok with you?" Lily asked.

"Where are you guys going?"

"Paying a certain sister-in-law a harsh and rude and crude visit," James smiled menacingly.

"Now?" Harry gasped awestruck.

"Yep," James smiled, "can't stand the injustice for a longer while."

"Have fun," Harry laughed, "can I come?"

"You want to come to the Dursleys when you have this place to hang out in?" Lily asked raising an eyebrow.

"Just want to see their faces," he laughed.

"Well, first visit we need to be alone with them, but we'll be sure to take you along for the dinner party," James laughed.

He looked disappointed.

"Hey! You and Hermione can spend some quality time together," winked James.

Harry stared at his father.

"Ha, same look Lil gives me," he laughed.

"You want to leave my darling idiot?" Lily smiled looking at her husband.

"I thought you said you wanted something to eat," James answered.

"Naw, perhaps when we get back, c'mon, let's go," she said standing up, she went over to the mirror and brushed her hair so it was smooth and spread on her shoulders. She put on a long black overcoat and turned around to see James wearing a similar coat, "ready?"

"Since Harry was 2," James smiled.

"Bye sweetie, have fun," Lily smiled kissing her son on the cheek, "we'll be back soon."

"See ya," James said and with two pops they were gone just missing Sirius by a heartbeat.

"Where'd they go?" he asked Harry.

"Dursleys," Harry smiled.

"Ah, James couldn't take the pressure of waiting," he laughed, "c'mon, lets go downstairs," he said and led his godson downstairs.

In the calm of the winter night two small pops echoed in the street of Privet Drive, Little Whinning, Surrey. A women and a tall man appeared in front of number four where a blue car was parked outside, everything looked perfect, the driveway was perfectly cleared of snow, and Christmas lights were hanging.

"Gahd, this is so perfect!" Lily exclaimed in disgust.

"I'd kill myself if I lived here!" James said looking around.

"Your son grew up in the house," she said putting her arm around his.

"Stupid Voldermort," grumbled James and led his wife towards the front door where a picture of Jolly Ol' St. Nick stood. He extended a gloved finger and rang the doorbell.

"This should be interesting," said Lily as a collection of butterflies was set loose in her stomach.

"Oh yeah," James breathed sounding equally anxious.

"Dun dun dun," laughed Lily as they heard the door locks being opened from the other side.

A boy who looked like a cross between an elephant and a rhino appeared, "can I help you?" he asked looking unknowingly at his aunt and uncle.

"You must be Dudley! How are you old chap?" James asked getting back his English accent, having diminished it in America.

"Don't frighten the child," Lily whispered, "are your parents home Dudley?"

He nodded as a man whom resembled the pig and the rhino appeared, "can I help you?"

"Will you let us in Vernon? It's quit freezing out here," James pressed.

"After you tell me who you are," he demanded looking at James who was twice his size in length, quarter of his weight, and fifty times stronger and more muscular and handsome.

"Take a closer look," Lily smiled, the grin increased as Vernon surveyed them in disbelief.

"How can this be?" he breathed.

"Um….its cold, let us in," his sister-in-law said.

Vernon stepped aside and let the reincarnated couple walk in, shuddering with the amount of cold they'd been exposed to, "I thought you were dead!!" he yelled.

"Yeah, the world did darling," Lily said also getting back her accent.

"What the…." she heard her older sister gasp, Lily turned around and saw her sister whom tortured her son and hated her guts.

"Petunia!!" Lily nearly yelled, "I'd never see the day when I'd actually missed you!"

"LILY! JAMES!!!" she yelled and fainted.

"Well, she took that well," James told Lily as Vernon and Dudley hurried over to Petunia.

A half hour later she finally regained her senses to see the faces of James and Lily looking down at her, "what's going on?" she asked sitting up, James and Lily nearly missing a head to head collision with the women.

"We're back," James smiled.

"We never died Petunia, it was just a ruse to keep Harry safe," Lily explained sitting on the coffee table in front of her sister. Even though Petunia always hated Lily, the hate was repaid as love. No matter how much Petunia had disgraced her in public, Lily always loved her big sister.

"To keep him safe from what?" Vernon demanded.

"Voldermort," Petunia breathed not taking her eyes off of Lily.

"Who?"

"This nut job that thought he could rule the entire world," James said dismissingly.

"What did he have to do with you and James?" Petunia asked.

"Everything," she smiled, "Voldermort knew that my son was the one to kill him someday, Harry has the ability to kill him, powers that I don't even have."

"So you found out you were adopted?" the big sis asked.

The baby of the Evens family nodded, "I found out when I was 17. You know about Harry's scar? Have you connected it with my arm yet?"

Petunia nodded while Vernon became more enraged, "WHAT ABOUT THE BLOODY SCAR?!"

"You know the scar on Harry's forehead?" James asked.

Vernon nodded.

"Have you seen the one on Lily's arm?"

He nodded.

"You know what they mean?"

He shook his head.

"While Lily is the most powerful which out there, Harry is the only one that has the power to kill the Dark Lord."

Vernon nearly had a heart attack.

James went on explaining to the Dursleys in general, "Voldermort threatened to kill Harry as a baby not knowing that Harry could also kill him in an instant. He attacked our house, threatened to kill Harry on the spot, we made a deal with him that we would 'disappear' so we couldn't train Harry to his full abilities. So, Lily and I agreed that night to just be shut out of our world, Voldie still decided to attack and thanks to Lily, Voldermorts spell backfired. We've been living in America, in exile. But since Voldie came back two years ago, Lily and I decided it would be better to come back, join the living as it were."

"So, you've been alive all this time?" Vernon asked fearfully.

"I've seen how you treated him Vernon," James said standing up from the couch and walking towards the big, "I didn't like it one bit, it enraged me, it suffocated me, it makes me want to kill you."

"James, don't loose it," Lily said turning around to face the two, James was slowly advancing on Vernon while he crouched back towards the wall.

"He has every right to," Petunia began weeping covering her face with her hands, "we treated Harry horribly."

"I would usually be the one to comfort you Petunia, but right know your right for the first time in your life," Lily said calmly.

"I know," she cried still, "we treated him horribly," she repeated, "I thought if we just make him feel like nothing, we could get the magic out of him somehow, I guess I somehow thought that if we did, he would be safer, I did anyway, I don't know what Vernon was thinking."

James chuckled from behind them, he had managed to get Vernon into a corner of the room and was looking murderously at him.

"One wrong move Dursley," he threatened never having gotten along with his brother-in-law, "and I swear I'll hex you to kingdom come."

"We just came here to tell you that we aren't dead, Harry's coming back with us, and wanted to tell you that we have seen what you've done to Harry, how you treated him," Lily explained.

"How did you know about his oppression anyway?"

"We kept an eye on him," Lily assured her sister, "remember I used to turn into various animals?"

Petunia nodded.

"Remember that orange cat Dudley found on the street?"

She nodded.

"That was me!!"

"No wonder that bloody cat was always licking Harry's face!" Dudley cried out.

"That bloody cat was your aunt darling," Lily smiled looking at her nephew, she turned to James, "I think we've done our duties here James, lets get back to Helsinki."

"What are you doing in Helsinki?" Petunia asked.

"We're spending Christmas there in one of our mansions," James smiled proudly.

"Oh yes, your family was rich," scoffed Vernon.

"Yea," James smiled and with his eyes told his wife it was time to get back to their son.

She smiled back at him and turned towards her sister who was still crying, "it was great seeing you human to human Petunia," she said kindly.

Petunia nodded and unknowingly hugged her baby sister.

"Good seeing you Petunia," James said and turned back to Vernon, who had yet to come out of his corner, "can't say the same for you buddy."

"It was good seeing you Dudley," Lily said to her nephew who was looking from her to James in dreadfulness.

The two walked towards the front door, "hold on," James said and traveled down the hallway, to a cupboard under the stairs and opened its door. It nearly made Lily cry when she saw the expression of his face as he opened the door, his face that had been smiling broadly a minute ago had turned into such an expression of sadness, that a rock would start crying when it saw him. He stared into the empty cupboard where a mattress lay, and a few tiny toy soldiers littered the woodwork his baby boy had used as a cabinet.

"That part of his life is over James," said Lily tearfully from the door, she wasn't as brave as her husband at the moment, she couldn't go and see the infamous cupboard. "He's gonna be sleeping in bedrooms that a prince would dream of."

"He deserves it," James said in a shaky voice still looking into the cupboard.

"He does," she smiled, "c'mon, lets go home to him."

He shut the door and faced them as a tear ran down from his blue eyes, "I promised Lily that I wasn't gonna do anything," he said as he stood next to his wife, "but I just have to break the promise," he said and flicked his wrist and his wand fell from its holster on his arm, "sorry Vernon," and with a flick of his wand, Vernon had turned into pig and was spitting out countless, slimy disgusting looking slugs.

"It'll wear off in a couple of days," Lily told her sister and the two had Dissaparate home, into their bedroom which was empty.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" was the first thing James said as he saw the room empty, he screamed the most dreadful scream on earth.

"James," Lily said and ran towards her husband, she knew he was hurting. Since the first day she had seen him holding Harry in the Hospital, she knew for a fact that they were going to have a bond others would dream of. Seeing James willingly get up for a feeding at two in the morning was breathtaking and worthy of all the gold in the world. Being separated from Harry had been hard for Lily, but James, he hadn't eaten for nearly a month. And then discovering how the Dursleys treated him made the anger worst.

"I HATE THIS!" he yelled.

"I know," she said and put her arms around his shaking body. "He's safe with us know James, no one can get to him. He has us back."

"We should've been with him Lily! We shouldn't have listened to Voldermort!! I would rather have him alive then see that fucking cupboard again," he said his voice muffled by his wife's shoulder.

"I know James, I know, but it was for the best, believe me!" she said, "there's some unbelievable good that can come out of the Dursleys."

"Like what?" he dared.

"Well, that experience is gonna make him a better man," she told him.

He seemed to except the fact and fell on his knees in his wife's arms who kissed his head and gently rocked him back in forth.

AN: I had to put the meltdown in here, it was fitting. Don't you think?? REVIEW PWEEZ!!! And I need YOUR HELP!! Give me some ideas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!