The characters belong to J.k. Rowling and the Harry Potter Books/movies.
It happened on a stormy day in August, a letter, written on thick parchment, shoots through the mail slot, addressed to none other than an Elizabeth Lily Potter.
I usually don't get letters or mail, or anything, for that matter. Just usually notes passed along to me, making fun of how lonely I am at school and such, being as my only real friend is my brother Harry.
Anyway, I heard the mail shoot through the slot like anyother old day, and per usual, I heard Uncle Vernons lazy voice, heavy with banana bread yell at Harry to go get the mail. Harry reluctantly slid his chair out from his place at the dining room table and moped towards the door, mumbling under his breath.
"WHAT WAS THAT BOY" roared Uncle Vernon as he caught the last bit of what Harry was mumbling.
"Nothing!!!" Harry quickly yelled back as he ran the last few feet to the door where the mail was.
"What have I told you about running in my house!!!" Aunt Petunia sharply yelled at him as he picked up the mail and jogged over to where Uncle Vernon was taking up half the table. Then, I noticed, a price of old looking parchment sticking out of the corner of my brothers baggy shirt. I gave him a sceptical look then excused myself as fast I could from the table and speed walked up the stairs with Harry following closely behind me.
As soon as we reached my room, which happened to be Dudley's old room, we locked the door. Harry took out the (now somewhat bent) envelope and handed it to me nervously, as though it we're going to explode at any second. On the front it wrote:
Addressed to Miss. Elizabeth Lily Potter, From: Hogwarts; School of Witch craft and Widardry.
I tore it open to find a letter made out of the same parchment and in the same handwriting claiming that I am a wizard and that I will be attending Hogwarts the start of September. But no longer than I finished it, Aunt Petunia burst in, and seeing the letter, ripped it out of my hand and hobbled as fast as she could in her dreadful little pink heels downstairs, no doubt to hand it over to our horrible Uncle.
Hope you enjoyed!!! Not edited, it probably sounds alot like the book but will start to differentiate more as the story goes on. This is my first story, so it might be a little rough, but tips are always welcome and please keep your meaner judgements to yourself, thank you!!!
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