Chapter Two: The Two Sisters

Harry was sitting in his sitting room. Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon and Dudley were sitting in front of him. For a moment there was silence there. But then, Aunt Petunia spoke.
“I – was happy, you know, when I first heard that my sister was a witch. I wished if I could be one, but then, was satisfied that my sister was one. But slowly my stupid parents started paying him more attention. And I became jealous. And then, she met your father. It was he who gave her the idea of fighting he who must not be named. And she agreed. That stupid woman agreed. It was because of him that he killed her. The dark lord killed her. “
“There isn’t anything in this that you haven’t told me before” said Harry.
“Well, I am coming to it” said Aunt Petunia. “Then they got married. And went on with their madness to fight that dark lord. Even I was happily married and I never even thought of meeting her. After all she had ruined all of my adolescence. And one day, they came. Two hooded figures. They were awful. Wanted to know where Lily and that man were. We knew nothing. They tried to kill us. It was painful. Very painful. they were shouting spells on us. Painful, they were-
“You mean the cruciartus curse” interrupted Harry.
“Yes. Sounded like that” continued Aunt Petunia. “They didn’t even leave Dudley. He was just a child. Not even an year. And he was screaming. And then, he came. Dumbledore came. Saved us from them, he did. But they weren’t there your mother and father were not there. They didn’t even come later. Dumbledore must have told them, but they didn’t come. And that’s why I was so angry from her. And then, after three months, I heard they died. And you were in our house. I felt very strange about you. you were my sister’s son, a sister whose death I was sad about. But you were just like the man because of my sister died. Your father. That’s why I somehow blamed you for my sister’s death. And I disliked you. Vernon disliked the whole of your community because of what they did to us. And Dudley, just didn’t like you.”
“you were not completely wrong then” said Harry.
“Why?” asked Aunt Petunia.
“Because it was I because of whom my parents died. Voldemort wanted to kill me.” Harry told her. “But why were you telling Uncle Vernon that you are worried me?”
“Because I am. I don’t want you to die. You are after all my sister’s son.”
This did not made too much sense to Harry but he still thought he would rather believe it. Next it was Dudley who spoke.
“I have been wondering, mom. That night when those demembors attacked me, I saw two people attacking me. And you and dad were screaming, even I was.”
“you must have seen that night Dudley, dementors make you see your worst memories, no matter however old they are.” Said Harry.
“And another thing, Harry” said Dudley. “I – I don’t hate you Harry. You- you saved my life.”
“well, Okay” said Harry, amazed at what he had just heard.
And then he left for his room. Dudley, confused, also left for his room. When they were alone in the sitting room, Uncle Vernon said, “I – I thought you were going to tell him everything. Everything about why you are worried about him.”
“how can I Vernon? It is the Seventh Secret. Harry will have to learn the first six secrets before he can even think of knowing the Seventh Secret. That’s what I was told by that man.”
“But an awful little secret it is” said Uncle Vernon.