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Last time:

(After receiving the letter from Dumbles about Lily being alive)

Harry blinked twice before everything went black and he hit the floor.

Harry blinks as he lowers the letter. "My mum is alive?" He chokes out. Petunia nods.

"Do you remember all of the times that I've stepped out for a few hours, or an afternoon, leaving you and Dudley with Vernon or Mrs. Figg?" Harry nods. "I went to see her."

"You mean that I can meet my mum?" Harry, already lightly crying, starts to sob when she nods, overcome with emotion. For the first time he can remember, he has his actual mum. Not just a mother-figure, but his actual mum! Then he pauses, accusations forming in his eyes. "Why didn't you tell me! All these years, you always knew. You both knew! You knew, but you told me she had died the same night as my father!" He yells, before panting, out of breath from his sudden rant.

"We knew this is how you would react. No matter how we would bring it up, this is what would happen. There was never a good time to bring it up or sit you down and explain it. We're deeply sorry, Harry." Vernon explains. "We've meant to tell you, especially since you've started showing signs of magic, but you were always so busy with school or your friends."

"You were so involved that it was never a good time. We knew this letter was coming, but there was just never a good time to bring it up." Petunia adds, holding the parchment envelope out to Harry. Regarding the envelope, he reads,

"Harry J. Potter

The Biggest Bedroom,

4 Privet Drive

Little Whinging, Surrey"

"Open it, Harry!" Dudley urges. Harry, needing no further prompting, does. Pulling the letter out, he reads aloud,

"Dear Harry James Potter,

It is with great pleasure that I inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy.

We await your reply by July 31. Term begins September 1st.

Best Wishes,

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore"

Harry blinks. "Hogwarts?"

"It's a magical school for people like you and your parents."

"Can I see my mum?" Vernon and Petunia look startled at the sudden change in subject, but he recovers quickly.

"Of course you can." He replies.

"Today?" Harry inquires further. Vernon shares a glance with Petunia.

"Put your coat and shoes on." She orders as Harry runs off.

"Are you sure Tuney?" She nods.

"We've kept him from Lily for ten years. It's about time that he meets her. Maybe he can rouse her."

"One can only hope." Vernon sighs.

Five minutes later, Harry pulls his Aunt Petunia out of the door and to the car.

Halfway there, Petunia chastises him. "Harry, quit bouncing. You're making the car bounce."

"Yes Aunt Petunia."

Minutes later, they pull onto an empty street and the car stops. "Where are we?" Harry asks.

"This is the entrance to St. Mungo's. Hop out."

Confused, Harry climbs out of the car. "But Aunt Petunia, this is just an old department store."

"Come." She urges, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the window, after scanning the area around them. When he starts to protest, she shushes him and pulls him through the window into the St. Mungo's lobby. She walks up to the orderly. "Petunia Dursley and Harry Potter to see Lily Potter."

"Relation."

"Sister and son." The orderly looks over the desk at Harry, as though noticing him for the first time. She waves her wand, and he feels a wave of warmth was over him. The orderly nods and points at the elevator.

"Room 394."

"Thank you." Petunia says politely as they walk towards the elevator. Stepping in and pressing the "3", Harry remains silent. "Something wrong Harry?" she inquires. He shakes his head. "You can tell me." She says gently as they step out of the elevator.

"I'm worried that she is going to wake up, but she won't like me."

"She loves you a lot. She would not have taken that curse for you if she didn't love you. Petunia trails off as they reach Lily's private room.

"Can I have a minute alone?" She nods and sits on the chair next to the door. Harry knocks on the door, waits momentarily, and walks in.

I hate to end there, but I really just needed a natural breaking point. I needed a place that I could stop and post, because I feel like I've neglected this story, and you, my readers.

Real life has kicked my but for the past month and a half. I just wanted to update one more time. After this, expect at least three weeks before my next update. I would like to get into the routine of posting every month, then gradually getting to once a week. After all, we have a lot of ground to cover in a rather short period of time (I would like to be done before I go off to school in August).