Sorry it's been a while, busy busy busy. Please review! It's what keeps me writing!
Also, I realize that this story line is really far out there, and although I love hearing your opinions, I don't want to hear how this isn't how Petunia would react in this situation, because you simply don't know, for all we know she may have.
Disclaimer: I do not own Potter
Harry and Dudley were sitting on the floral printed couch, and had been for a half an hour as Vernon and Petunia tried to put what they were about to say into words. It had taken staying up all night, fights, and disagreements, but they had reached their decision.
"Alright boys," Vernon said in a huff. "We have decided that you two have been offered a very..." he gulped, "Interesting opportunity, and it would be foolish to force you to miss out on it because of our pride. Therefor we've decided that we are going to let the two of you go to Hogwarts to learn magic. But mark my words: if I hear ONE instance of funny business you'll both be on the first train home."
The boys sat on he couch trying to both believe and understand what Vernon had just told them. All their lives they'd been told that normal was exceptional, that different was a terrible thing to be.
"Vernon and I will be paying both of your ways through school, but we'll be needing help, because I don't have any idea where to begin, nor does Vernon. I've sent the Headmaster a letter and once he replies we'll be on our way to buy your supplies."
Vernon was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, with his head down rubbing his face with his hands. It was obvious that this wasn't what he wanted, but what choice did he have? His wife had insisted and he had to admit, she had a valid argument.
"Mum," Dudley piped up, "am I a freak?"
The words brought tears to Petunia's eyes.
"Now you listen here, both of you. You are not freaks. Neither of you. This is a wonderful gift and it's extremely precious and important. I spent my entire life thinking my sister was a freak, but I was wrong. You're both special, not anything less."
Petunia could hardly believe what she was saying. But she could feel her resentment toward Harry melting away. After all, he and Dudley were both wizards, she'd gotten what she secretly wanted all this time, and it was stupid to continue treating Harry so badly for that reason.