"Hello?" Harry asked into the muggle phone he had insisted that he and Ginny have. There was no answer, just static and heavy breathing. "Hello?" he tried again until the caller cleared their throat.

"Hi Harry" said a shy, but familiar voice "It`s me Dudley"

Harry froze, why would his childhood tormenter be calling him. They hadn't spoke since Dudley`s wedding and that was years and years ago.

"Hi Dudley, how are you?" he asked tentatively.

"I`m well. I needed to ask a favor for you and I don't really know how" he said awkwardly.

"What is it?" Harry asked "I`ll try to help if I can"

"You know me and Lidia had a kid, right?" he asked, continuing without waiting for an answer because he knew full well that Harry hadn't know about his and his wife`s child. "Well his eleventh birthday was last week and" he paused contemplating how to say this "he got his letter".

Harry almost dropped the phone but composed himself long enough to ask "what letter?"

"His Hogwarts acceptance letter" he said plainly.

"How do uncle Vernon and aunt Petunia feel about it?" he asked.

"They blame you of course, they think you infected me as a child" he said, adding "I don't blame you, I have a beautiful wife and a wonderful child I just don't want him growing up like you did. I want him to live around other magic people"

After that there was a long silence over the phone until Dudley finally said "I was wondering if I could bring him over and you could show him a thing of two and he could play with your kids. I would love to meet your wife by the way"

Harry couldn't control the look of shock and pleasure on his face as he said "you know that your parents will kill you, right?"

Dudley smiled "I don't care anymore" he said "I want what`s best for my family"

"Dudley" Harry asked "what`s your son`s name?"

Dudley blushed over the phone, glad his cousin couldn't see him "Harry" he said "his name`s Harry"