𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 [𝙿𝙹𝙾 𝚡 𝙷𝙿] (𝟷)

5

The Letters From No One

Harry's POV, Year 1991

"Back to our son," James mentioned loud enough for Lily to hear.

The escape of the Brazilian boa constrictor earned Harry his longest-ever punishment. By the time he was allowed out of his cupboard again.

"He was stuck in the cupboard for that long!!" James exclaimed angrily.

The summer holidays had started, Harry was glad school was over, but there was no escaping Dudley's ang, who visited the house every single day. Piers, Dennis, Malcolm, and Gordon were all big and stupid, but as Dudley was the biggest and stupidest of the lot, he was the leader. The rest of them were all quite happy to join in Dudley's favourite sport: Harry Hunting.

"Why don't we change it up, make it Duddy Hunting," Sirius mocked as James, Remus and the Prewett twins nodded in agreement as they snickered. Bellatrix heard this and smirks evilly, sometimes her good-for-nothing cousin has the most dangerous and craziest ideas that even her could not think of.

This was why Harry spent as much time as possible out of the house, wandering around and thinking about the end of the holidays, where he could see a tiny ray of hope. When September came he would be going off to secondary school and, for the first time in his life, he wouldn't be with Dudley. Dudley had been accepted at Uncle Vernon's old private school, Smeltings. Piers Polkiss was going there too. Harry, on the other hand, was going to Stonewall High, the local public school. Dudley thought this was very funny.

They stuff peoples heads down the toilet the first day at Stonewall, he told Harry. "Want to come upstairs and practice?" "No thanks," said Harry. "The poor toilets never had anything as horrible as your head down it — it might be sick." Then he ran, before Dudley could work out what he'd said.

Everyone started laughing in amusement.

That evening, Dudley paraded around the living room for the family in his brand-new uniform. Smeltings boys wore maroon tailcoats, orange knickerbockers, and flat straw hats called boaters. They also carried knobbly sticks, used for hitting each other while the teachers weren't looking. This was supposed to be good training for later life. As he looked at Dudley in his new knickerbockers, Uncle Vernon said gruffly that it was the proudest moment of his life.

"Oh my Godric! Those school uniforms looks so horrendous, why!! The orange colour destroyed the clothing," Marlene and Dorcas cringed in disgust at the school's fashion choices. "At least our Hogwarts uniform looks much better."

"Why would children use sticks to hit each other," Molly shouted exasperatedly.

Aunt Petunia burst into tears and said she couldnt believe it was her Ickle Dudleykins, he looked so handsome and grown-up. Harry didnt trust himself to speak. He thought two of his ribs might already have cracked from trying not to laugh.