The Gift From Death

Chapter 26: The Apologies

7th, August, Saturday, 1998...

At the Burrow was sitting eating breakfast when Harry stood up.

"Everyone. Ginny and myself had a little talk the other day and we decided something..." he trailed off.

Ginny stood up from her seat beside him, taking his hand as she rose, she said, "We've decided that if anyone wants to be a Lycan all they have to do is ask." she said confidently.

Harry nodded. "But you have to be 100% sure or we won't do it."

Most nodded as they sat down again.

Ron and Hermione exchanged looks.

"We were going to ask about that actually." Hermione admitted quietly. "We've talked as well and we were going to ask you if you would. The skills and reflexes would come in handy if we ever got in trouble and there's more advantages than disadvantages." she explained.

Ron nodded, "I think it would be good and we've both decided that if you are willing to change us we'd like to be changed. We've always done everything together so why not this too." he added shrugging.

Harry and Ginny nodded, "I thought you would. How about after breakfast then?" Harry asked, they nodded. "Anyone else only has to ask. Do us a favour and just ask streight out instead of hinting at it, it just makes everything easier if you ask." he added.

"If you want more information you can ask as well, I certainly don't mind." Ginny put in.

"And I don't either." Harry shrugged.

Just then an owl flew in through the window and landed on the table with a letter, addressed to Harry, clamped in its beak. The owl was white and had bits of grey fluff on it, it looked as if it wasn't fully grown yet. It was clearly going to be a snowy owl when it had lost all its fluff.

"Odd. I wasn't expecting mail and I don't recognise the writing, or the owl. Though it has to be safe, or it wouldn't have passed the screening..." he frowned taking the letter from the owl and offering it a bit of his bacon which it took gratefully. He opened the letter and read it, it said:

Dear Harry,

I would like to apologise for being such a git and a bully to you when we were growing up and would also like to add that I need your help and so does Mum. Last month we were attacked by a Werewolf Dad was killed but me and Mum only got bitten... There was two other people there but they were fine and I'd like to tell you who they are in person.

I asked Mrs Figg for information on how to contact you and she told me your owl had died so I gave her money and asked her if she could buy an owl for me to give to you she agreed and brought back this owl he's a young Snowy Owl he is already fully trained and I'd like you to keep him as a token of apology.

If you can when you're not busy can you come to Privet Drive to help us? We would be grateful if you could help.

Your cousin, Big D.

When Harry had finished reading he looked up to see everyone looking at him curiously.

"It's from Dudley." he said sighing. "I'm going to have to go see him."