Chapter 9
Dinner at the Dursley's was a quiet affair that evening. Vernon was trying to remember why he disliked his nephew so much. 'It all made sense this morning,' he thought as he looked over at his nephew, 'but why?'Dudley looked at Harry a fair few times as well, trying to remember why it was okay to hurt his cousin before, when he knew he shouldn't do it now, and wouldn't anymore- he was family!
Harry and his Aunt Petunia observed this for a few minutes before Aunt Petunia nodded discreetly across to Harry.
"Uncle Vernon, I've gotten a letter from a boarding school today – that I was accepted and where I should go to get there. I was hoping you or Aunt Petunia could take me to get my supplies. The tuition is already paid for, and from what I understand, I have a yearly stipend already held for me, so it won't cost anything. I would need a ride to King's Cross Station in London on September 1st and to be picked up at the same place on July 1st."said a hopeful Harry.
"Well, boy, I mean, Harry, that sounds reasonable, but I'd like to review that letter." said Uncle Vernon.
"Vernon, I've looked it over already this morning. It looks to be on the up and up. That'll leave us an empty house 10 months a year, " she said, her eyes sparkling, "now that Duddie's going off to Smeltings too!"
Vernon looked over at his wife, smiling, "All right dear, since you've already looked through this paperwork, could you take him to get his supplies? Um, where are the shops for your school supplies, Harry?"
"London." replied Harry.
"Perfect, we're going there for Dud's stuff this weekend! How about we all go together? When we get there, I'll take Dud, as I know the Smeltings stores, and you can take Harry, alright Pet?" asked Vernon.
"That sounds fine, dear. Then maybe we can meet for lunch somewhere in the middle." said Petunia.
"Excellent! Now we have a plan!"and with that said, Vernon started on his dessert. Petunia looked over at Harry, who appeared relieved that things had gone so smoothly, and gave him a small smile.