When The Tables Are Turned On The Dursleys:
Chapter Three: THE INTRODUCTION TO THE MAGIC GIRL
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"What is going on in here?" Martha asked, bewildered, Melissa excited. Mavis rubbing her eyes.
Now a red headed, smartly dressed woman stood next to the man who had a lightening bolt shaped scar on his forehead. She was covered in dust. She took out a small cylindrical wooden rod, what Martha thought to be a magic wand, but she dismissed her thought. Magic wasn't real.
Martha looked at the red head wave the wand, and all the dust disappeared. She gaped at Ginny.
"Dudley, can you tell me what is happening?" She asked her husband. "Who are these people!"
Now three children stood beside them. Ginny cleaned them up with her wand.
"Lily?" Aunt Petunia asked the woman, she looked in a daze.
"Ginny Weasley-Potter!" Ginny said in a clear pleasant voice, as she stuck her hand out.
Aunt Petunia stared at her.
"Hello, Dudley, nice to see you!" Harry said to his cousin, who he hadn't seen in nearly twenty years.
"Hello, Harry, please, Sit!"
Ginny had already cleared up all the mess, the electric fire was placed nicely back in it's position.
"Martha, This is my cousin, Harry Potter!" Dudley introduced him, "Harry, this is my wife, Martha, and my little girls Mavis, and Melissa."
"Hello, Martha, Melissa, Mavis." He smiled, "Dudley, this is Ginny, and James Jr, in the memory of my father."
Uncle Vernon snorted. James shot him a look. Harry ignored him.
"And Albus, and this is Lily." He pointed to the two others.
Aunt Petunia stared at Lily Luna Potter. She did look a lot like Lily. Her sister.
"So what are you doing here, boy!?" Uncle Vernon asked him condescendingly. Harry chose to ignore, as he had done, for much of his life. Ginny and the kids stared at him, Uncle Vernon felt uncomfortable at their non blinking, sharp and glaring eyes.
"I invited him, Dad!" Dudley spoke up, "I wanted his help, with Melissa!"
"With the freak, you mean!" He shouted,
"She is not a freak,"
Melissa was scared, she looked at the man, dark haired, green eyed, he looked soft and patient. Her hair turned from blonde to the sharpest red.
"If this is not a freak, then I don't know what is!" Uncle Vernon shouted, Mavis moved closer to her sister,and held her hand.
"Different is not a freak, Grandpa!" Her grip on sister's hand was tighter.
Dudley smiled proudly. Martha looked at her mother in law, she thought Petunia looked a little red in the face.
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