About an hour later, Wiese came hurrying into the minister’s office followed by a very perturbed looking Petunia Dursley.
“What, may I ask is the meaning of this? I’ll have you know that one of my NEIGHBORS could have seen him,” she pointed at the assistant, “what would they think? Well, I will TELL YOU what they would be SAYING! That ‘Petunia had a MAN in a DRESS show up on her doorstep!’ That’s what!” She glared at everyone in turn, stopping on Harry, where her look softened, slightly. “Now, I was told that this had something to do with you, I thought I was done with this business.” She jumped slightly when Arthur stood.
“Mrs. Dursley, please, sit. Can I have Weise get you anything?”
She seemed to have calmed down a bit, “no, I am fine, I simply have a reputation to uphold!” She sat in the chair furthest from everyone in the room, “what is this about?”
It was dumbledore who spoke, “I know you don’t remember any of us, except Harry here of course, but we all know you. Nearly Twenty years ago, you were a wizard also. No, please don’t interrupt. Your husband at the time got into some bad business with the dark lord. Voldemort had planned on killing you so we sent you into hiding. It was only supposed to be temporary but then harry’s parents were murdered and as you know the rest is history. You had started a new life by then and we had to hide harry away with you so we let the ruse continue. It should have never gone on this long. It is now up to you to decide what you want. We will return your original memories back to you and if you decide then that you want to continue with the life you are leading, we will go from there.”
The look of shock slowly disappeared from her face and she nodded. Harry just gaped at her, openmouthed. “I had suspected something like this for some time. I have been having dreams. But they were so vivid like they were real!”
Moody grunted, “I told them that the charms would begin breaking down!”
“Now is not the time, Allestor,” Dumbledore warned. “Do you want to do this now?”
She nodded again and closed her eyes, “yes. Before I have too much time to think about it and get frightened.”
“Effacesh Memoriat”
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