The magical son of Owen Grady.

Chapter 2: Owen

Owen Grady was spending time with the baby velociraptors, he is the only one who that the velociraptors would allow near them, even near enough to pet them when needed to, but they just have minds of their own.
Owen has Brown hair, blue eyes, he is wearing a dark shirt under his vest jacket, dark jeans and boots. He was soking Blue as she purred in his arms.
"Owen!" called out his friend, Barry. He has dark skin and brown eyes.

He got up and looked to the Velociraptors. "Stay." he said, firmly. Owen then head to Barry.
He notice the Owl that was on Barry's shoulder, and she flied to his, he study the animal, to see if the white owl would bite him, she was a beauty white Owl, that he can admit.
"Do you know a Petunia and a Harry?" asked Barry.
"A Petunia, yes, Harry on the other hand, nope." he said confused. what the hell is going on?
"Well, there's two letters for you from a Petunia and a Harry, they were tied on that Owl's leg." said Barry, and he looked to the Owl, and he knew, like the Raptors, the owl had intelligence in her eyes.
He open the first one and recognizes Petunia's hand-writing straight away.

'dear Owen.
I have a nephew who wishes to stay with you.
The boy's name is Harry James Potter, I know you won't agree, but i believe it's a rather nasty common name.
Will you take him in until he's of age?
From Petunia.'

Owen frown deeply. It didn't sound like they were close. The Petunia he knew was a good girl, sure, a bit bossy but had a good heart, while Lily was the complete angel, but cruel? That is another thing all together. But why was this Harry with her and not with his mother?
So, he'd open the other one.

'Dear Mr Grady'

He groaned in annoyed, he is so not old!

'My name is Harry James Potter, my parents are Lily and James Potter, they were murdered when I was 1 year old.'

His sister has been dead for 11 years and this is the first time he's hearing about it? what the hell? He shook his head, trying to fight his tears in his eyes, tears of anger and rage.

'I don't know what Aunt Petunia has told you about me, but I have two best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, and I guess in some ways, Neville Longbottom.'

A girl at 11 years old, and he hasn't even met the kid yet, he'd have to keep an eye on that, and he wondered what that meant, about Petunia.

'I go to a boarding school in September until June, but i can go home for the Christmas holidays.'

Boarding school? Britain still has those? He'd have to make a list for the questions he wants to ask this kid.

'So....can I stay with you?
From your Nephew, Harry James Potter.
P.S. Don't kill Hedwig, just give her some water.'

He looked to the owl, Hedwig, glad to know her name. He grabbed a small bowl, put cold water in it and Hedwig put her beak it, drinking it up after her long jounery.
He grab a pen and paper and start to write.

'Harry.My name is Owen Grady, not Mr Grady, i'm not old yet!
I'm sorry about your parents, buddy.
I did get to know Lily a bit, never anger a red haired, they're terrifying.
It's good to have friends, kiddo.
I'll ask you about that boarding school, so which leads me to my next question. Course you can stay with me.
But are you sure? Petunia has raised you since you were a baby.
But if you and Tuney's serious about this, then sure, I just hope you love Dinosaurs
From your Awesome newest Uncle, Owen.
P.S, Don't worry about your owl, I wouldn't hurt her, she's a real beauty. Animals, in my opinion, are more loyal than humans ever are.

Owen put it in an envelope and tied it to Hedwig's leg, head out and the owl flied away, into the sunset.
Owen head to his motorbike to end the day, and about seeing if he can get a jet to Britain, he just had this bad feeling, he isn't sure what it is, but he just has a bad feeling that Harry's being abuse by his sister and her fatso of a husband.