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Waking up in the morning James had Arianna moved in before Harry even woke up which she thanked him deeply for. "Arianna I must spend the day in my office across the hall going through things and I expect you to find something for yourself and Harry to do all day. Here is one hundred galleons. I really hope you have a pleasant day. Depending on when I've finished doing whatever it is I need to do I may see you earlier then this evening. Oh I almost forgot here is one hundred pounds as well in case you need to do something with him in the muggle world. In the kitchen on the counter top by the sink you will find a silk purple purse which can get you any money muggle or magical for Harry's need which only you or I have access to so he will always have what he needs. Take whatever food and things you need. Good day!" he said leaving and heading into his office.
She smiled waking Harry up and feeding him his bottle. She got him some baby porridge putting some sliced bananas in it and fed it to him slowly. He loved the soft, sweet and slightly mushy texture of the bananas in his mouth giggling softly as he ate it. She hadn't decided what they were going to do yet today but she knew they'd have fun. Up in his office James looked at the two undetectably extended duffle bags in rage. He chose to unleash just one of them seeing a load of furniture and electrical equipment sprawled all over his office. He saw various items of clothing and jewellery as well as various amounts of paperwork. He shrunk all the useless furniture burning it in his office fire as it was no longer of use to anyone. Besides which he couldn't think of anyone who'd actually want a neon pink couch. Just what was that wretched woman thinking? Neon pink in this day and age! Yes he knew all about the sign of the times but still it was horrendous.
Turning to the files and papers he could see various bills and their two wills which he read in interest only. These would be null and void now anyway.
This here is the last will and testament of myself Petunia Marie Dursley nee Evans and revokes any and all former wills. If you are reading this and my death has not been natural it will be the cause of my so called Sister Lillian June Potter nee Evans and her husband James Harrison Potter. Lily I am truly sorry you turned out to be such a freak and couldn't have just been normal like me. Mum and dad never let me ever forget that we would never special like you did you know that? I was beaten and tortured my whole damn life because I will never be as special as you their words not mine. I hate them for what they did and I hate you for living. If you simply died my life would have been better. I have always been bitter let's face it but nothing will ever matter more to me then my son and I mean nothing.
Vernon you already have my love and enough of your own money and common sense that I know I don't even need to leave you anything. Besides which we all know I simply settled to get away from the stigma of Lily. I would have married anyone and we both know that so don't ever think you're that special. Obviously you'll always be special to me in your own way. I leave all my worldly possessions to my one and only son/miracle Dudley John Dursley. To my sister in law Marjorie Anne Dursley I leave the amount of one thousand pounds in order to fix her face as no one likes a horse. Yes I do know Vernon would hate me for saying so but hate is nothing new to me. Everyone hates me and it's alright now. I've just learned to deal with it. To my nephew Harry James Potter I apologise that you will never be normal like me. To carry the burden of your quite frankly disgusting mother is something no child should ever have to bear. I leave you ten pounds (figure out how to spend it). Signed Mrs Petunia Marie Dursley nee Evans.
He gasped at the hatred in it. She'd not ever loved anything had she? Being beaten because she was not a witch nor would she ever be was tough to deal with he could see that. It did not excuse her current behaviour but it did explain it certainly. He read Vernon's in which he said much the same thing. Then he found an interesting greying and exceptionally old letter from Hogwarts wondering what it was about.
Dear Miss Petunia Evans,
I thank you kindly for your letter however our school only accepts witches and wizards here who can study and practice magic. We cannot as you have requested make you magical and I am sorry for this. I understand things are tough at home but I assure you that you will see your sister Lillian every summer and Christmas vacation. It will just be like she is at boarding school. As I say we cannot make you a witch but please rest assured that your parents just miss her terribly and will come to terms with it. You are special in your own unique way I am sure and once you find it your parents will be so proud of you I have no doubt. Take care of yourself,
Signed Headmaster Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.
So she'd wanted to become a witch and written to him about it to boot. This was actually priceless as he sat there laughing loudly. He searched through the rest of the files finding nothing except paid and or due bills and invoices for Vernon's work etc. That is until he came across the latest and indeed freshest looking letter of them all. It was from Albus as he could tell by the writing. What had he to say now? This letter was indeed longer. He summoned himself some tea and a croissant before he set about reading the letter in fascination.
Dear Mrs Petunia Marie Dursley and Mr Vernon John Dursley,
I am so very sorry that I write to you always of troubles as it is not something I enjoy doing of this I assure you. As you aware I told Lillian to speak with you about the Dark Lord Voldermort otherwise known as Tom Marvolo Riddle and magic tells me she did. Whether or not you believed what she was saying is as of yet unknown. Someone I know and trust dearly told me a prophecy which in simple terms is an utterance of the future and in the prophecy or vision of the future she spoke of a boy born as the seventh month dies which was Harry. Now as she was telling me this in a private room in a local pub someone whom I trusted who was also following Lord Voldermort heard part of it before he was asked to leave the pub. He thinking he'd gotten it in all of its entirety went straight to Voldermort with it who put two and two together coming up with six.
He also thought as I did that this was about the Potter child. I heard from my so called friend who loved Lily dearly and only wished to impart what he'd heard to his master who told me what his master now thought and intended to do to her. He told me he loved her and begged me to put them all into hiding which I did so long as he would be a spy for me in their camp which he agreed to do. They got a house in an area called Godrics Hollow and I cast a spell on the house which is known as the fidelious charm. This charm means that no one who the appointed secret keeper doesn't speak to can get into or even find the house. The job of the secret keeper which was chosen by the Potters to be their good friend Sirius Orion Black is to know the address of the house allowing only those he trusts most to know the address so they may find the house and enter it freely.
Unfortunately for the Potters their trust was misplaced as he fed this information to Lord Voldermort who found their home killing them both though they fought valiantly. It was when he tried to kill young Harry James Potter that the curse rebounded on him, killing him instead and leaving Harry with a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead. It is because he destroyed this mad man that he is a legendary hero in our world and is known everywhere as the famous boy who lived. It is for this reason that I am writing this letter.
As it stands neither of the Potter's had a will and so Harry must go to the only living relatives he has which would be you! I understand how inconvenient this is but there is simply nothing else to be done as he wouldn't be safe with any other family. Rogue supporters of Voldermort who are still alive would simply pretend to want to house him in order to either kill him or more than likely turn him dark which I will never allow to happen so long as I am alive. I have put magical wards on your home for his safety so he can't be found by anyone evil. I have also erected a ward directing all his owl mail to me so he won't be disturbed and have his childhood ruined by fame. I warn you now you are to treat him like your own son and if I ever hear otherwise there will be consequences at some stage when I have the time to actually hand them out to up to you. Just behave yourselves okay. I am once again sorry for your loss and wish only the best of things for you and yours.
Signed Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.
James threw down the letter in rage. He'd lied about them having a will and then told them things no muggle would ever be able to understand. It was no wonder they were fucked off. Having this thrust upon them whether or which was most certainly hard. Making a few copies of the letter he sat to ponder what he should do now with this information. He knew he'd need to investigate this matter before leaving on his mission that's one sure thing. Deciding to wait until Arianna and Harry got back from the park in order to show her the letter he decided it was best to go through every single file here lest he miss something of more importance.