Hakuna Matata - Familia Primum: Book Four

Chapter 1

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"Here, Belle." Harry said absent-mindedly as he stared at an envelope, much the same as the one he just handed me.

I carefully tore the seal and pulled out the letter.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Miss Black,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

I was staring in awe, enraptured into a world all my own, when Dudley bumped into me. Successfully knocking me out of my reverie, I looked around at Harry shouting about it being his letter and Uncle Vernon throwing said letter into the fire.

I grabbed Harry by the arm, pulling him into my room. I handed him my letter.

"Yours was on the same parchment. Same writing style too. It had to have said the same thing. Harry! This is marvelous!" I said as I cavort in place.

Harry holds down my shoulders to keep me in place.

"Belle, you need to listen to me. This has to be some sort of joke." He said with seriousness.

"Oh please! Harry this explains sooo much!" There was a small whine to my voice.

"I just don't want you to get hurt out of this. If this is some sort of joke. Okay?" I nod my head vigorously as I take my letter back from him.

The next morning letters pour in through the mail slot, the fire place. The letters keep coming from everywhere.

Uncle Vernon has tried to burn them all. But he finally couldn't take it anymore.

So we pack up, and travel to this deserted island. Dudley sleeps on the couch, Harry and I are on the floor.

I draw a cake in the dirt for him.

Midnight.

He blows out his candles as I sing.

"Happy birthday, Harry!" I exclaim in joy.

Suddenly, there is a flash of lightening, a clap of thunder, and the bang of a giant breaking the door down.

Harry and I sit up in surprise. Dudley jumps awake and falls to the floor we just vacated. Uncle Vernon runs down the stairs with a gun in his hand and Aunt Petunia clasped firmly onto his arm.

"Sorry 'bout tha'." He said as he lifted the door back into standing position.

"I demand you leave at once, sir! You are breaking and entering!"

"Dry up, Dursley! You great prune!" I giggled and Harry stared on in shock.

"Hullo Harry, Mirabelle." He said with a big smile. "Happy birthday to you both. I've got something here for you." He said as he pulled a box out of his pocket. "Mighta sat on it at some poin' bu' it'll taste fine jus' the same."

We opened the box to see a cake with pink frosting and green letters spelling out Happy Birthday Harry and Mirabelle.

"I made it meself. Words and all."