Harry and I were miserable. Even though today happened to be our twelfth birthday... It would of been awesome, but it was not.
But we live with the Dursleys.
There's no awesomeness here.
I felt like jumping up and down as I galloped like a horse down the stairs.
"Now, the Masons-" The Dursley's have been talking about the Masons, who would be coming over for dinner tonight, for the past week or so.
"And you?" Vernon asked Harry.
"I will be in my room, acting like I don't exist."
"Good. And you, girl?" He asked me, an eyebrow raised.
"I will be serving cocktails, and then I'll go upstairs, and act like I don't exist."
That's right, cats. I have to serve cocktails. Why they trust me to do that... I have no damn clue.
What also sucked about the holiday so far is that I've hardly gotten any letters this summer. None from Hermione, Ron, Fred, Harry..
Well of course not Harry. Harry lives with me. Thatd be pretty stupid if he did send me letters though.
George wrote, though. I wrote back.
I'd always keep them a secret, I mean, it's my letter. Do we want the Duddley thing all over again?
That was funny though, now that I look back on it............
I'm in the process of reading one of Geogres letters now.
'Dear Maddi,
It's been quiet weird here. Percy's in his room, constantly writing letters. Maybe he's writing cauldron reports?
Anyway, how's your summer holiday been today, love? Dursleys putting you down on your birthday? Do you really think I've forgotten your birthday now, love?
Wow, that's a paragraph of questions...
Anyway, your presents in here.
I love you so much, Madison.
Love from,
George Weasley
Xoxoxo'
Sure enough, inside was an enclosed present.
It was a charm. The charm was a golden snitch. I love it.
I wrote back immediately.
'Dear Georgie,
Only Percy would do cauldron reports!
I love the charm, love. It's so cute, and I love it. But your cuter.
The Duesleys are being normal. I haven't heard from Fred, Ron, or Hermione. Only you. Wich I'm kinda okay with that, just being you.
I love you so much!
Love from,
Madison Potter
Xoxoxo'
I mailed it with Errol. Errol is the Weasleys owl.
Harry doesn't know a thing about George and I... Thankfully.
Harry had to help me get ready for the Masons arrival.
Aunt Peatunia had given me a nice shiny sparkly blue dress down to my low thy. It was tight fitting (it's a cocktail dress, ironically), and a spaghetti strapped dress. I was wearing black flats, and my charm bracelet.
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