A/N: This is my first fic here, I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Harry Potter, it all belongs to the brilliant J.K. Rowling, I'm just playing with it.

Chapter 1: The Letter

Dudley turned his head at the sound of the mail being shoved through the mail slot in his door. He walked barefooted across the landing, and picked up the pile of letters off of the musty floor of his London apartment, and started to go through them.

Dudley sat down at his small kitchen table, going through bills and Christmas letters and advertisements, and stopped after a particular letter caught his interest. After glancing at the name in the top left-hand corner, he opened the envelope to reveal a Christmas letter.

Happy Christmas! It has been a big year for our family this year and we are eager to share with you what's new in our lives.

One of the biggest events was that Harry has been promoted at the Ministry, and is now the Head of the Auror Department. This is a big step for him, and we are honored to have had this opportunity.

Ginny continues to work for the Daily Prophet as a Quidditch correspondent, and she loves her job, for it allows her to work mostly at home so that she can be a mother, and also be involved in her passion for Quidditch, although she often misses being able to play herself.

James Sirius Potter, 3, is growing up so fast! He started pre-school this year with Mum, and loves it. He is always the one in our family to make us laugh. Although he can be a handful at times, he has a loving heart. He loves going to Quidditch matches, playing with Al, and he can't wait to be a "big boy" when he turns 4 next month.

Albus Severus Potter, 2, is our sweetheart. He has grown to be a shy, studious boy, and he has eyes and a smile that can melt our hearts. He is always willing to give a hug to those who are in need of it. He looks up to James and hopes to be like him one day, even though his parents don't have quite the same wish.

What perhaps is our biggest news this year is that we welcomed a new member to our family. Lily Luna Potter was born on November 19, 2007 and is the light of our life. She is very well behaved, much to the enjoyment of her parents. She has a contagious laugh, is loved by her brothers, and is a very much a Daddy's girl.

Thanks for the friendship and love that you have shown us throughout the years. Enjoy your holidays, and we hope to hear from you this season!

Love,

The Potter Family

Dudley read the letter with an aching heart. Incredible as it seemed, he hadn't spoken to Harry since that day ten years ago. He definitely hadn't shown much love or friendship in the past years, or for his entire life, come to think of it. And yet, he still got the letter from him every year, wishing him well.

Ten years had passed since Harry had left their doorstep to end the wizarding war, and Dudley had still not spoken a word to Harry since.

There had been one day that Dudley had seen him, but hadn't said anything. He had been taking a walk on a break from work about one and a half years ago in the early summer when he passed a play park across the street. There had been a woman with flaming red hair, and a man with messy black hair sitting on a picnic blanket on the green grass as she watched the rest of the family play. The older boy, James who must have been two at the time, had played with the other children, on the slides and swings, while the younger boy, almost one, would walk around unsteadily on his little legs.

"Harry, love, please make sure that Al doesn't fall," the woman had said.

"He's fine, Ginny, honestly…."

"Harry, please? I just don't want him to get hurt."

Dudley saw Harry sigh, and stand up and walk over to where the toddler stood a few yards away. The boy had turned around, had seen his father behind him, and squealed with delight, thinking it was a game. He would break into a run as fast as his little legs would carry him, but being so young and inexperienced, he had quickly lost balance, and it seemed like he would fall flat on his face, just as Ginny had feared. But Harry, close behind, had caught him before he hit the ground, and Harry had lifted the boy up in the air and they had both laughed.

Dudley was amazed. After it had hit him that it was his cousin that had this beautiful family, he couldn't help but stop and stare.

There had been several times while he had stood at the park gate he had almost opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't do it. There had been a moment where Harry had looked up at him at a quick glance but it was clear that Harry had no idea who he was. He hadn't expected him to, because no one recognized Dudley these days. Eventually, he had decided to go on his way and continue his walk.

Dudley walked back to his office building, and up to his office on the fourth floor. He took a moment to look out of the window and turn over in his mind of what he had just seen.

Just as he thought this, he saw him…. Harry and his family were across the street from his office, heading towards an old, out-of-order telephone booth, and the next thing he knew, they had vanished.

Dudley had stared at the spot for what seemed like hours, or it might have been only minutes. He had had no idea where they had gone, but it was obvious that magic had just taken place. The next thing that Dudley knew, he had seen Harry's wife and sons re-emerge from the telephone booth, turn the corner, and they were gone.

For the next few weeks, Dudley hadn't been able to help but look out of his office window every few seconds, hoping to see Harry's family again. Even seeing any sign of the wizarding world would have been wonderful, for he was sure that a lot of people could direct him to Harry, but Dudley saw nothing and he could not concentrate on his work at all. On his breaks, he would trace the same trail to the park, hoping that Harry might be there, but as always, there was nothing. He began to wonder if it had really even happened. Eventually his disappointment had gotten to him, and he gave up hope of ever seeing Harry again.

But now, one and a half years later from that day, as he looked down at the letter in his hand, he felt again the need to see Harry and apologize for all that he had done to him.

Dudley now looked at the accompanying photo to the letter, and almost smiled. The oldest boy, James, was standing next to his father, a mischievous grin on his face. He had brown eyes and auburn hair, almost as if Harry's black and his wife's red had combined in color.

Harry looked the same just as he had a year and a half ago, but he had a happier look on his face. In Harry's arms was Albus, the middle boy. Albus was Harry in miniature, with bright green eyes and jet-black hair, it reminded Dudley of times when they were younger. This thought did not bring much comfort to Dudley. On the whole, it made him feel worse, for the treatment that Harry had received at a very young age wasn't even comparable to the life that the toddler in Harry's arms was now living. Albus had a family who loved him and took care of him. In the photo, Albus was wearing a shy smile on his face, revealing baby teeth. He would look at the camera, and turn away in shyness, burying his face in his father's shoulder.

Ginny, Harry's wife was a beautiful red head who had a smile on her face that matched her husbands'. She was holding a yellow bundle of blankets, and tucked away inside was a newborn baby, Lily. She was awake and alert, and she had small wisps of red hair atop her head, and grayish eyes that looked that they might be brown soon. Ginny had a hold of Lily's small hand and making Lily wave at the camera.

Dudley knew he must find Harry. He couldn't live his life like this anymore. His guilt would torment him his entire life until he was able to make up all the damage that had been done so many years ago.

I hope it wasn't too bad. Please review. No flames, but constructive criticism is appreciated, as well as any other questions/comments.