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 "'Tunia! 'Tunia! Look!" Harry cried gleefully. Harry had been trying to use his magic to his will and had successfully levitated a pillow. Harry had called his aunt 'Tunia for a long time, he had wanted to call her 'Tuney but for some reason Petunia didn't like the name. He had never known why but decided called her 'Tunia was good enough.

 "Very good Harry!" came the voice of Petunia.

 Petunia's despise of magic had decreased over the years since the day Harry came into her life. Vernon still didn't like witches or wizards but Harry held a special place in his heart, stopping the man from hating the boy. Vernon still slightly hated magic but was sometimes thankful for it, like the time Dudley's plate broke. Petunia was about to go get a broom to sweep up the shards when suddenly Harry walked to it and touched one of the shards. The plate repaired itself, no sign of it having been broken. Harry had gotten a scolding for touching broken shards but Harry seemed to pay no mind as that was his first accidental magic. Well, first accidental magic with Dursley's, but none of them knew Harry had done magic while with the Potter's, Harry didn't even know either.

 Dudley gave a small yelp as the pillow zoomed across the room, over his head and back to Harry. Harry let out a whoop of joy, happy that he now had a large amount of control over his magic. 

 "I kind of feel jealous you have magic, it's so cool!" Dudley commented.

 "It's so fun! It's sad I won't be able to use it at home when I start going to Hogwarts." Harry said. 

 Petunia had explained to Harry about the magical world, how his parents abandoned him and Hogwarts. Even if she wasn't a part of the world that Harry was in, she believed Harry deserved to know of his past. Though, Petunia felt small threads of guilt because of how little she knew of the wizarding world. She longed to be able to answer the many questions Harry had about it. 

 But of course, not all of the questions were about the mysterious, magical world. Petunia knew Harry had a right to ask about his parents and twin. But no matter how many questions he asked, she had no answers. 

 After Lily had started dating James, she cut off all ties with her completely, not even talking to her when she came back to the house for the holidays. She only found out they had twins because her parents had read the letter about them aloud. Otherwise, she would've thought that they only had one child. 

 When she read the letter from James and Lily, she was revolted to find that they had given up Harry because their other twin, Jacob needed special training. They apparently thought Harry would interfere with his training to defeat the dark lord. Believing it like idiots, they gave up their own blood and flesh in favour of their other child.

 Suddenly an owl zoomed into the room through the window, fluttering down onto the coffee table, interrupting the family. Petunia recognised the crest on the envelope attached to it's leg and quickly removed it.

 "Harry dear, this is for you." she said in soothing tone.

 Harry greedily opened the letter and gasped at what he read.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, Internation Confred. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Potter, 

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

 "I'm going to Hogwarts!" Harry cried out of joy before abruptly stopping, "Where are we going to get this stuff?"

 Petunia then realised that she had no idea where magical shops are located. She scolded herself for not asking Lily when she had gone to Hogwarts. 

 "I'm not sure Harry, we can send a letter back to her and ask though. Just tell her you accept but you don't know where to get the supplies."

 Harry nodded, rushing to get a pen and paper to write a reply. When he finished writing, he attached the piece of paper to the owl as it flew back out the window.

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 Minerva was in her office, reading replies of acceptance from various students just as another came back. She untied the letter and read it.

 Dear Ms McGongall,

 I'd love to go to Hogwarts and accept your invitation. I have one question though, where can I get the supplies for school?

 From, Harry Potter

 The handwriting was far from neat and looked rushed but it was at least legible enough for her to read it. She remembered the boy Albus the headmaster, had convinced Lily and James to give up so long ago.

 After the event, she had started to slowly drift away from her old friend. She felt guilt for not being able to prevent the boy from being sent to his muggle relatives and felt she needed to make up for it. Summoning her quill, a piece of parchment and an envelope, she wrote her reply.

A/N: Anddddd we're going to stop there right there. I am going to put my little spins, twists and problems in this book. It's going to be a bit different from the other HP book I have running as of now. This is going to be around the normal chapter length for the rest of the book, so sorry it's so small! It may become longer over time but right now it's going to be quite short. Sorry for also taking so long to get this chapter out, life decided it was the perfect time to give me writers block. ;v; 

Thanks for reading!