BEEP......BEEP....... BEEP.........
"Huh?" Harry mumbled, trying to blink.
"Oh thank goodness you're awake!" his aunt cried when she heard his voice.
"Where am I?" Harry asked, now blinking slowly, trying to sheild his eyes against the light.
"Don't move sweetie, you're in the hospital. Lay still." Aunt Petunia said.
"Sweetie? Huh?" Harry asked, mind moving slugishly.
"Don't worry about that right now, but what made you do that?" Petunia asked, taking his hand in hers and she started rubbing little circles with her thumb on the back of his hand.
"My godfather, he's........he's dead!" Harry said, a lump forming in his throat.
"Oh no! Not Sirius!" Petunia said, showing concern for him.
"How do you know Sirius?" Harry asked, bewildered beyond belief.
"I think it's time you knew the truth." Petunia said. "I didn't want you to find out this way but you should know."
"Huh? Know what? Where are my glasses?" Harry said, desperately wanting to get the IV out of his arm.
"Here you go, your glasses are here." Petunia said, grabbing his glasses from off the table beside his bed and handing them to him.
"Now, what do you mean?" Harry asked, looking curiously at her.
"I didn't want you to find out this way, I should've told you sooner, I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what?" Harry asked.
"I'm so sorry that I've had to put you through this torture for 16 years, I'm so sorry. I should've told you this sooner." Petunia said, her face begining to shine with tears.
"What? Tell me that you're sorry?" Harry asked, becoming confused.
"No! Harry........ I'm your mother!" Petunia said, sobs raking her body.
"No, you can't be! That's impossible!" Harry said, voice rising.
"It's not impossible." Petunia said quietly.
"Yes it is! I look exactly like my mum and dad." Harry said, getting angry.
"That's because I altered your appearance." Petunia said, still remaining quietly.
"But you can't do that unless..." Harry said, comprehension begining to dawn on his face.
"Unless I'm a witch." Petunia finished for him. "Me and your father had you, but to make Lily believe that she'd originally got pregnant with you. I moved you from me to her and I made it to where you would take on her traits and look like her. I modified James's memory so he would think that he's got Lily pregnant and not me. I'm so sorry that I never tol d you before." As she explained this, more tears fell down her face.
"But how can you be a witch? You don't even have wand and as far as I know, you completely hate the wizarding world." Harry said.
"I've hiden from the world. I went to Hogwarts and finished school with some of the best grades in my class. I could've had any job I wanted in the magical world, but I met Vernon, who is a muggle. I never told him about me being a witch, and when he found out about my sister and her husband, he loathed them. I loved him so I pretended that I didn't like them either, but I did. They knew that I liked them, but they understood why I said I didn't like them. I even told the ministry of magic to not count me as a witch anymore. I hide everything from him, I even hide my wand." Petunia said, and then, from a pocket in her big overcoat she pulled out a long slender rod of wood.
"So? How can I classify that as a wand?" Harry asked, not wanting to believe the evidence that was sitting right infront of him.
"You can classify it as a wand by this." Petunia said, then she pointed it at a pencil laying on the desk and said, "Wingardium Leviosa." The pencil rose into the air.
Harry was begining to believe her, weird as all of this was, he was begining to believe her.
"I....okay. I get it now." Harry said, still in shock of all of this.
"Uhh.....okay. How are we going to keep all of this from Vernon?" Harry asked.
"We won't tell him. He'll never find out. As long as neither of us tell anyone, he won't have to know." Petunia said.
"But how won't he find out? I don't think the doctor's going to release me yet." Harry said.
"He will. I'm going to perform a minor healing charm so he'll have to let you go." Petunia said, and she did the healing charm. Harry could feel his cuts closing, mending themselves.
Petunia put her wand away and then rang the bell, signaling for the doctor to come in.
When the doctor opened the door, Petunia asked, "Doctor, when can we leave?"
"Well, whenever he feels that he's ready to leave and whenever his wonds have healed a little bit." the doctor said.
"Well, could you check to see if the cuts are any better?" Petunia asked politely.
"Why sure!" the doctor said. Then he went and removed one of Harry's bandages. "Remarkable!" he whispered. "Uhh, I guess he can go home, his wounds are closed." The doctor said in amazment.
"Okay, thank-you." Petunia said. She stood up and waited patiently for the doctor to take the IV out of Harry's arm and for Harry to put his shirt back on.
Once outside Harry said, "Thanks."
"Oh, no problem." Petunia said. "Umm..... how do you feel about all of the information that I gave you today?"
"Well, I'm still having problems believing it and I don't really know how to take it. I have so many questions....." Harry trailed off.
"Go ahead and ask one." Petunia said.
"Why didn't you ever tell me about this or why weren't you at least a little nicer to me?" Harry asked, finally getting that question out.
"Well, I didn't tell you because of Vernon. He would completely hate me and I didn't want that. Plus, I was trying to protect you. I didn't want you to hate me either." Petunia said, breathing a heavy sigh.
"Well, for sixteen years, until today, I did hate you, but in a weird way it all makes sense. I'm not mad at you if you're wondering." Harry said.
"Really?" Petunia said.
"Really, I mean, everything, in a weird bizzare way, fits together. I guess I can accept this, but mind you, it will be hard, considering you'll have to be mean to me around Vernon." Harry said.
"I know, but he'll eventually find out so I guess we can survive 'til then right?" Petunia said, looking over at Harry.
"Well, I guess so. Hey, what about our trip into Diagon Alley? When are we going to take that?" Harry asked curiously.
"We can tomorrow if you want," Petunia said, " 'cause I know school starts back quite soon."
"I'd like to go tomorrow." Harry said, smiling to himself.
"Okay, we can go tomorrow." Petunia said.
They got on a bus and went back to Private Drive. When Vernon got home, he asked about how her day had gone.
"Oh, not much, just the normal stuff around here." Petunia replied.
"Did the boy mind you?" Vernon asked.
"Harry? Yes, he was very good today." Petunia said.
"Glad to hear it!" Vernon said.
Not a word was mentioned about Harry's morning hospital visit.
Later that night, Harry finally wrote a note to Ron and Hermione telling them about his O.W.L. scores and saying that when he saw them he'd have alot of things to tell them.
I know the ending isn't very good but it's the best I could do, I couldn't really think of ne thing to write for this chapter so plz forgive me, I will make up for it in the next chapter, that's a promise. Next chapter has much revealed in it so be sure to read it and plz R&R this!!!! okie, Enjoy!