A promise kept.
As soon as possible the Honeys packed for England. Jenny bought tickets and brought in someone to fill in her place as headmistress at Cruncham hall while they went to get Harry. Angela came around again so they could sort out all of the legal stuff and would be going with them so they could sort things out with the 'Potters' (They couldn't tell Angela of Matilda's dream, so they couldn't tell her of the Potters being dead or of Harry's abuse).
Matilda just hoped that she could reach her brother in time, and hoped she wouldn't get caught for what she was going to do to their relatives.
Harry sat in his small cupboard under the stairs, waiting. He had always dreamed of someone coming to take him away from his abusive relatives, he didn't think it would come in the form of a long lost sister though. He knew that his sister was real though, he could feel it, it wasn't just a dream. If his sister was going to stay true to her word then he would be with her soon and away from his relatives.
"Boy! Get out here and start dinner!" his Uncle Vernon shouted.
"Yes sir." he replied meekly.
*Please hurry.* he thought to his sister as he went to do his work.
Matilda, Jenny and Angela stood outside of number four, Privet Drive. After entering England they had to search for the Potters, but thanks to Matilda's knowledge they quickly found out that the parents were dead and Harry was with their relatives, and they were now about to meet them.
Unfortunately they had to send a message ahead of time to the Dursleys, meaning that the Dursleys had time to make it seem like they didn't abuse Harry. No matter, Matilda didn't plan on letting them off easy either way.
Angela rang the door bell and the three females waited for the door to open. A tall horse-like woman opened the door.
"Yes!" she asked sharply.
"Hello, Mrs Dursley, we're here about Harry." Angela said.
The woman's eyes seemed to light up. "Yes, yes, come in."
Soon the Honey's, Dursley's, Angela and Harry were all in the sitting room. Harry and Matilda couldn't stop staring at each other, too shocked at seeing each other to say or do anything else.
"Matilda, why don't you and Harry go to his room while we sort out details." Jenny told her daughter.
Matilda nodded and she and Harry went to Dudley's second bedroom, which had temporarily transformed to look like Harry's room instead.
Vernon Dursley started off, while pretending to like Harry as he spoke. "The poor boy was left on our doorstep when he was one year old. We weren't planning on having another child, but we took him in anyways out of the goodness of our hearts."
"We did think of an orphanage, but I wouldn't trust my sister's son to a place I don't trust." Petunia Dursley said. "So we raised him as our own. I never would have guessed that my niece was alive, we got a letter saying she died shortly after birth, how come she's still alive?"
"It appears that there was a mix-up during Matilda's time in ICU, she accidentally got swapped with the baby of a family called the Wormwoods. Mr Wormwood turned out to be a crook and is know on the run from the law with his family, fortunately wasn't like them and convinced them to let Miss Honey adopt her."
As the adults talked business downstairs, the reunited Potter siblings were talking to each other.
"It's just so hard to believe you're really here and it wasn't just a dream." said Harry. "I felt the dream was real but it just seemed so impossible."
"I doubted a bit too, but I kept faith and was rewarded with finding you." Matilda responded. "Soon you'll be living with mum and I."
Harry and Matilda embraced, ignoring the fact that they were still strangers to each other and just focusing n the fact they were brother and sister. They spent the rest of their time telling each other about themselves, each thing Harry said made it easier and easier for Matilda was planning on doing to the Dursleys.
Angela, Jenny and Matilda left the house later that evening with the intention of returning the next day to work out more details of the adoption. That's when Matilda put her plan into action.
They had just reached the end of the street when Matilda called out, "Wait, I left my bag there. I'll just go and get it." she then darted back the way they came before either adults could object.
Five minutes later she returned with her bag at her side and a smile on her face. "Let's go." she said.
The next day, at the hotel they were staying at, Jenny turned on the news while she and Matilda were eating.
"In recent news," said the news woman on the TV. "Vernon Dursley and Petunia Dursley nee Evans were convicted of several accounts of child abuse yesterday. It was discovered that they treated their young nephew, who lived with them, like a slave and made him sleep in a cupboard under the stairs, and they encouraged their son to bully and beat the poor child. What's strange though is that it was the Dursleys themselves that came forward with these claims, and are currently being treated for traumatic stress. More on the story as it develops."
"Matilda?" Jenny said, looking over to her daughter.
Matilda didn't even bother trying to look innocent. In fact, the smile that she had on her face would have had people running to the church for fear that they had met the daughter of the devil.
There was a knock on the door, Matilda opened it to reveal Angela. "There's been some complications." Angela said.
Just under a week later the Honeys, along with the newest member of their family and Angela were heading back home. Jenny had gone through all of the legal ramifications and fully adopted Harry, both of the siblings had their last names changed to Potter-Honey; in memory of their real parents.
As soon as they got to the house they chose a bedroom for Harry and designed it how he liked it, and enrolled him in Jenny's school.
None of them were aware of an old man desperately searching for Harry as soon as he heard the boy had been taken off of the Dursleys, and that the reason that said old man couldn't find Harry was because of the new neighbours that they'd be getting.
In the next chapter, the Honeys shall be meeting the Saxtons and learn about magic. I'll leave what Matilda did to the Dursleys up to your imagination. Sorry if it seems a bit rushed, I wanted to get on with the story.
