Family Reunion

"Our last dinner with you, James," Ginny said fondly as they took their seats at a fancy muggle restaurant.
"Ma, I'm going to Hogwarts, not to war," James told her, getting slightly annoyed of her motherly intentions.

"When can I go to mummy?" cried little Lily.

"You've only got four more years, Lils," James told her. "Don't worry, cousin Fred and I will send you a souvenir from the school every day."

"As long as it isn't a toilet seat," Harry whispered to Ginny, who smirked after recalling that memory. "Order what ever you would like, in celebration for James!" Harry said excitedly and took his menu.

"Dad," said Albus.

"Yeah?"
"That man's looking at you; you know him?"
"Who?"

"That fat one?" asked James.

"James!" hissed Ginny.

"Yeah," Albus told his brother.
"You know him?" Lily questioned this time.

"In a matter of fact I do Lily,"

"Who is he?" his family asked excitedly.

"My-my cousin. Cousin Dudley."
"Oh," said Ginny disappointedly.

"Big-D," Harry called. The fat blond head turned in Harry's direction and shock seemed to be plastered onto his face. A woman about the same age as him, but much skinner followed Dudley's gaze at the Potter's.

"Take Andy and Lianne, Sarah, I'll be right back," he instructed her. She nodded her blonde head and took the two smaller children in her arms. "H-hello Harry," he said nervously and shook his hand.

"Hi, Dudley," Harry replied awkwardly. He had no idea why he had called out to the cousin that had caused him sixteen years of torture, but that night when he left Privet Drive, Dudley had changed and Harry didn't forget.

"Got a family now?" Dudley asked the obvious question.

"Yeah, this is my wife Ginny; my sons James and Albus and my lovely little daughter, Lily."
Dudley nodded to each of them. The children looked at him with curiosity but Ginny stared at him with a cold polite look.

"You've got one too?" Harry said.

"Yeah, married Sarah Huffington. She went to school with us. I've got a boy and girl, Andy and Lianne. Mummy's named them of course," he chuckled.

"How's Aunt Petunia anyways, Uncle Vernon too?" Harry asked curiously.

"Fine, fine," Dudley said dismissively. "Harry?" he looked at his cousin with great wonder as he grabbed another chair and sat down beside him. "What happened after we left you there, left you at Privet Drive?"
"Ah, Mr. Dudley, I think you'll love this story," James said.

"Call me Uncle D," Dudley looked at the boy and smiled.

"Brace yourself Dudley, it's a heck of tale," Harry laughed and began to tell the story with his cousin's full attention for once.