My story Visiting days at Hogwarts is now online. It is kind of a short contuniation of this fic.

Epilogue

Disclaimer: Anything you recognize from The Philosophers Stone isn't mine, but JK Rowlings.

And again I want to apologize for the long wait.

So, this is it, the last chapter of Family... The first of my longer fanfictions to get finished (the others will follow soon).

Enjoy!

2nd September

Dear Dudley,

Hogwarts is great! I am sorry I didn't write sooner, but when we got to our dorms yesterday, I was just to tired and this morning I was busy trying to find my way to the classrooms.

Honestly, they should give us a map or something!

You remember the houses we read about in Hogwarts a History? Well, I got sorted into Gryffindor!

The Sorting Hat...

Oh, right I should probably tell you about the Sorting. Well, it was kinda anticlimatic. We just had to try on this old, speaking hat, that was enchanted by the founders to sort the students. It was kinda reading our minds I guess and I could hear it talking in my head. Apparently I wouldn't fit into either Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw (not that I am too sad about it...).

It didn't know if I should be in Gryffindor or Slytherin, but when it viewed my memories about the meeting with Dumbledore, it decided on Gryffindor. You know, what I said to Dumbledore. That I wouldn't go to Hogwarts if you didn't get to visit. I would have gone through with it. The hat said, only a Gryffindor could be reckless enough to do that. A Slytherin would have been bluffing.

I guess you would be a good Slytherin, Dud. Don't ask me why, just a feeling.

Lessons are interesting, but hard. And I think the potions teacher hates me...

How is Smeltings?Did you already make friends?

The other boys from my dorm are alright and I am already good friends with one of them: Ron.

He is from a real wizarding pureblood family, but not even a bit stuck up.

I have to go now, Ron and I want to explore the castle, so maybe we can be on time for classes tomorrow...

Hope you are having a great time, too. Please write soon and give Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon my love.

Sincerely,

your little lion brother Harry.

1st November

Dear Dudley,

I hope you had a happy Halloween. Mine was sure special!

I am friends with Hermione Granger (yes, the annoying know-it-all) and Draco Malfoy (the Slytherin bully) now. No, I am not joking!

But I guess I should just tell you what happened.

A troll got into the castle during the feast (yes, they are real and they really, really stink!). Of course we were all sent to our dorms immediately, but Hermione didn't know about it, because she was hiding on the girls toilet (Let's just say, Ron was thinking too loud. He can be quite rude...). Ron and I went to warn her. Unfortunately the troll got there before us. We had to distract the troll or it would have killed Hermione. We were successful, maybe a bit too successful. Because unfortunately the troll was attacking us now and already had us in a corner, when Draco turned up and saved us. Turns out he saw us leave and followed to get us into trouble. Anyway, together we managed to knock the thing out. The teachers weren't too pleased, however, so today we had detention together. Even though Hermione tried to take the blame. It didn't work, but it was nice of her to try.

Draco can be quite funny,if he want's too and he isn't half bad, if you get to know him better.

Well, defeating death together has a way of letting you forget your differences.

Hermione thinks the troll was only a distraction. Someone tried to steal, whatever the dog hides...

I will tell you when I know more.

I hope you are having a good time at home. Write soon,

Greetings to aunt Petunia and uncle Vernon,

your brother Harry

Dear Dudley,

guess what? It seems the Philosophers stone is real and hidden at Hogwarts! A stone to give eternal life and as much gold as you want. WOW! Maybe we are going to try and get it. Holding it just one time would be so cool! But that's not the real reason. Someone or something is after the stone (maybe Snape, you know, the potions prof) and they know where it is hidden. Such a stone in the wrong hands would be terrible, so we might try and hide it elsewhere. But right now we will just wait, after all it is Dumbledore protecting it... Still I got a bad feeling about this. What do you think we should do?

Say hello to aunt Petunia and uncle Vernon from me.

Best wishes,

your brother Harry

Dear Dudley,

I can't wait for your visit, so I can show you Hogwarts. It will be great! I can take you flying on a real broom and show you some of the secret passages. Wait till you see the moving staircases and talking portraits and the ghosts...

Can't wait for the train to arrive.

See you later,

Harry.

Dudley smiled as he read the letter Harry had sent that morning. He was already standing in the living room of Privet Drive 4, his luggage in front of him. Today he was going to see Hogwarts!

The young boy couldn't stand still, he was just too excited. After his mother chased him out of the kitchen, he had taken to pacing the living room.

In the kitchen Petunia Dursley was still preparing some food for Dudley, so he wouldn't get too hungry on the long train ride. Or worse - would stuff himself with sweets. The train wouldn't leave till eleven, there was still time.

Vernon had already said good bye to their son and went to work. Petunia would bring him to King's Cross. She was going to miss her little boy, even if it was only for three days. The house was already empty enough, without Harry.

It was almost 11 o'clock. Petunia and her son Dudley were standing at platform 9 ¾. Soon Dudley would board the train, the train that would bring him to Hogwarts.

One last hug, a kiss and Dudley got onto the train, searching for an empty compartment.

"Behave! And give Harry my love!" Petunia shouted after her son.

"Yes, mum," her boy replied, sounding a bit annoyed. Then the train started and carried him away.

Petunia watched the train leave with mixed feelings. Of course she was happy for her boys. Harry was about dying to show his cousin the school. And she knew Dudley wanted to see the castle as much as she had.

Suddenly Petunia felt a pang of envy. Her son was off to see Hogwarts, the school she was never allowed to go. How was that fair? Why couldn't Lily have done for her, what Harry did for Dudley. Lily had been her real sister after all, strictly speaking Dudley and Harry were just cousins! Maybe Lily hadn't cared for her sister enough. Maybe she had been too self-absorbed and too happy to be in the spotlight to care. After all Lily had suddenly been their parents favourite.

A moment later Petunia was ashamed for those thoughts.

Her boys were as much siblings as Petunia and Lily had been, maybe even more so. Also Petunia began to comprehend, that Lily couldn't have forced her siblings way to Hogwarts, like Harry had done.

For Lily there had been no past experiences to learn from. How should Lily have known, that going to Hogwarts meant to lose her sister? Had she known, would it have changed her decision?

Petunia didn't know.

But if it had, what could Lily have done?

There would have been no chance to get Petunia permission to see Hogwarts. Harry had enforced the Visiting days, but Harry was the saviour of the wizarding world...

Of course Lily couldn't do that. For her it was going alone or not going at all.

Petunia couldn't really begrudge her for that anymore. Slowly, after all these years she began to see, that it had been her jealousy that had destroyed the bond between the sisters – not Dumbledore, not Lily's letter.

And Petunia started to cry. She cried for the sister she had lost.

But when she finally stopped crying, she found that she felt better.

She felt glad, that Harry took the chance to go to Hogwarts. After all her boy was happy there, with his own. Also he needed to learn to protect himself.

And she was glad at least her son got to see the magical castle. She was sure he would love it and when he was back home, he could tell her all about it.

Slowly Petunia realized that she didn't want to see Hogwarts anymore. After all she would only get invited if Harry got in trouble or worse, hurt! The price would be too high.

Little did she know how often she would see the castle the next years...

Petunia Dursley got into her car and drove off to Godric's Hollow. It was time to visit her sisters grave. Maybe it wasn't too late to apologize...

The end!

Hey guys, I want to thank you for your support. Thanks for staying with my story for such a long time. Thanks for all the reviews, the follows and favourites. Thank you for your thoughts, corrections (I am going to proof read the story to get things right soon) and critics. Those always pushed me back towards my Laptop to write. Without you I would never have finished this story!

You are the best :*

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Yours sincerely,

CrazyFM

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