It was a dull Tuesday morning at Number 4 Privet Drive. Harry James Potter was a current resident there because the house was rubbish and his life is rubbish.
"Boy, get the mail!", shouted Vernon Dursley from his spot at the kitchen table. "No.", said Harry reading a book. Vernon growled and stood up.
He waddled to the door and grunting could be heard as he bent over trying to get the mail.
"Petunia! Get the bloody rubbish!", he shouted in frustration turning purple. Petunia Dursley scurried to the door and returned with the envelopes as Vernon sat down.
Harry reached for one that had the Hogwarts Crest on them. Dudley looked over at it but said nothing. Harry proceeded to open the letter and read it aloud.
Addressed to the relatives of H. Potter.
I, Minerva Mcgonagall, hereby give you, non-magical beings, my full permission to touch, see, feel, taste and hear, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You must accompany, Harrison James Potter, to his start of term feast. If you wish not to come simply tell this letter yes or no. You have 2 days max.
Hogwarts Headmistress
Order of Merlin; First Class
Minerva Mcgonagall.
"Well. I know your answer.", said Harry standing up from the table pocketing his other school letter as well. Petunia stood there shocked. "V-vernon. I think...I think we should go.", said Petunia making Harry stop.
"What?", said Harry, Vernon, and Dudley at the same time. Petunia straighted up. "I'm going to that school. I may have been a prat to my sister, but I would like to know where my...where she studied.", said Petunia. Harry smiled. Vernon glared. Dudley gawked.
"I for one am NOT going to that freak school and Dudley wont either!", huffed Vermin like a child. (oops dont you just hate auto-correct) "Father, I want to go.", said Dudley holding his mother's hand. Harry smiled more.
"The Dursley's are going to Hogwarts!", he announced and left to his room.
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Dursley's In The Wizarding World
FanfictionIt was a year after the war and Golden and Silver Trio were returning for their 7th year. The Annual 7th Year Ball was taking place. The Dursley's agree to come because Petunia wanted to know where her sister spent seven years of her life. Moderatio...
