Disclaimer: All Jo's; not mine! Sorry, I forgot to do the disclaimer on Chap. 2. Apologies!
Harry Potter and the Fortress of Shadows Year Seven Chapter Three Last Days at Number Four" BOY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" yelled Uncle Vernon.
" Nothing, Mr. Dursley." said Ron, who was getting a drink of water.
" What is it, dear?" asked Aunt Petunia, who had just walked in." Leave the poor boy alone, Vernon. What has he done?"
" Nothing, Petunia. He was just getting a drink of water. You know how I feel with one you-know-what in the house. How do you think I feel with three of them."
" Now, now, Vernon. Be polite to our guests," said Aunt Petunia " (she whispers) You don't know what they are capable of, you know. They are N.E.W.T. students now—"
" Ma'am, how did you know about N.E.W.T.s?" asked Ron.
Just like they had told Harry, Ron and Hermione had come to stay with Harry this summer to deprive him from the boredom of having nobody but Dudley to talk to.
Harry was just waking up when Ron bounded into his room.
" Harry, mate. Something weird just happened: Your Aunt Petunia knew about N.E.W.T.s. And, she was being polite to me, however, that could mean that she is scared of us."
" I've always wondered about her. Two years ago, she got a Howler from Dum—"
He broke off. Harry could not talk about Dumbledore yet. It was only one month ago that Snape had delivered that powerful curse. And yet, as it seems, Harry had not gotten over it yet. Wasn't it him that had destroyed many of the headmaster's possessions? He had no idea that in a year's time, he, Harry, would be in mourning for Dumbledore.
" Well, she got a Howler from er—Well, you know. I've been curious about that ever since"
" Wow." Said Hermione.
Hermione did not seem herself lately. Harry had an idea of what could be going on: Hermione was falling for Ron, or so Harry thought.
" KIDS!" yelled Uncle Vernon." Somebody's here for you."
The trio walked down the stairs and their eyes feel on a familiar face: Lupin.
" Professor! What are you doing here?" asked Hermione.
" Coming to get you lot. Remember, to days Harry's seventeenth birthday. You're free from here Harry. Aren't you glad?" Lupin added
" I forgot about my birthday, aww, man. Now that's bad!" Harry joked.
" So, you really are leaving, then?" Aunt Petunia asked in a somber way.
" Yeah, why?" asked Harry.
" Well, let say that I got a little attached. I know you may not believe this, Harry, but I care for you a lot. If I hadn't have married Vernon, you would have been raised a whole lot better than the way you were. I'm sorry, dear. I wish I could have raised you better." And with that, she burst into tears.
" Come on, Petunia. You can't like scum like that. Now, you know that." Said Uncle Vernon.
" Shut up, Vernon. I've had enough of your talk. Go into the other room." ordered Aunt Petunia." Come here, dear. Let me give you a hug good-bye."
Harry walked over to the woman he had hated all of his life, and gave her a hug.
" Come on, Harry. We need to go." Lupin said.
" I'll see you sometime." Harry told Aunt Petunia.
And with a wisp of smoke, they were gone.
Aunt Petunia burst in to tears.
A/N: This chapter brings out my version of the real Petunia;. I Like her R&R!