The dead of uncle Vernon

A boy named Harry's, parents died. So he got to live with his uncle and aunt. His uncles name was Vernon, and his aunts Petunia.
Vernon and Petunia had no kids, so they loved Harry.
Harry didn't know his real parents. He thought Vernon and Petunia were his real parents.

But on his 11th birthday July 31, he got a letter. Harry had never gotten a letter before.
Vernon and Petunia were very happy, when they saw that Harry had gotten the letter.
They told him the story about his real parents. His parents were magicians and were killed by a wizard called Lord Voldemort.
But he didn't want to kill Harry. Nobody knew why. Because he had said, that he would kill the whole Potter family. But Harry was just happy about that.
"Now I want my letter," Harry said.
He got his letter, and began reading it.
It said:

Dear Harry Potter
It is a pleasure to tell you, that you are accepted on Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Your parents or who else you live with, have to bring you to Hogwarts. If you don't know the address, it's just a shame, then you can't go to Hogwarts. We begin at September 1.

"Do you know where the school is?" Harry asked afraid of the answer.
"Yes of course," Petunia answered.
"Good," Harry said.

There were still 6 days, to September 1, and Harry just couldn't wait.
The day after, they were about to go to the Diagon Alley. When Vernon suddenly remembered, that he didn't knew where it was.

So Harry just got a sheet as cape, he borrowed some pots from the kitchen. He picked a stick up from the garden. His books were no problem either, he just borrowed some of his uncle and aunts books. Like: the little dog, on adventure.

When it finally were September 1, they were on their way to Hogwarts.

The teachers send him weird looks, when they saw what he was wearing, but Harry didn't notice. When Harry were settled in, Vernon turned around, and walked back to his car.
On the way back, he bumped into a man.
"Hi," said the man, "My name is Lord Voldemort."
"Hi," Vernon said, "You were the one that killed Harry's parents, right?"
"Yes, that's me. I actually just read about a new spell, I wanted to try on you. It doesn't hurt."
"Okay," Vernon said.
Voldemort: "Avada kadavra!"

Uncle Vernon was dead!

*I really don't know why I wrote this story, I must have been really bored or something😂 But hope you liked it!

Ps. I do not own any of the characters.