Harry Potter Down Under

Letters (34)

I hope by now you've all noticed that I love breaking the fourth wall, but hate it when Harry gets a smart mouth with me.

"Frisk, I'm h-...oh, sorry."

The girl with black hair was reading a book to an owl for some reason. She was the girl who'd run into me in Diagon Alley. She was sitting on the dirt floor in the center of the "room" if you could call it that. Many owls were surrounding her, some asleep on her shoulders or in her lap. Her robes seemed to be stuffed in her overflowing bag, which a large brown owl was sleeping on top of.

"No, I'm sorry. Are you waiting for someone? I could leave if you'd like."

"No, that's fine. Hey, can I ask you why Frisk doesn't like you?"

"Um...well...I'm not entirely sure, but most of my house doesn't like me anyways."

"What house are you in?"

"Slytherin."

"Why would they be mean to their own house mate?"

"Well I-"

"Harry!" Frisk was running up the stairs. They were smiling until they saw the girl. Frisk didn't scowl or anything like that. "Would you mind leaving? Me and Harry are planning on writing a letter to our family."

"Why does she have to leave? She isn't going to bother us."

"Fine, but let's-"

"No, it's alright." The girl began to stand up, the owls hooting in protest then flying over somewhere else to rest. She grabbed her bag, a small owl attempting to snuggled up inside it, only for her to pick it out and walk over to a little ledge where it could rest.

She left silently, leaving us to write the letter. Frisk wrote it, since their handwriting is a lot less messy than mine. We composed a couple messages together, though she did most of it and I just spouted out a few things randomly.

Dear mother and father,

Hi mommy! Harry says he's doing well and has already impressed many of his teachers. In potions, there's a rumor going around about how he was able to tell how to compose a potion that he shouldn't even know existed. He's glaring at me at the moment...

"Don't tell her that, you dingus! I don't want her to know I've-"

"Aww, lighten up buddy! It's fine, trust me."

"If you say so."

I can't wait until the trip to Hogsmeade this year. I know it's going to be a lot of fun, between you and me, what should I get Harry? I can't go without getting him something, what kind of sister would I be if I did that? Also, Harry's in the Gryffindor house. He's already got really great friends and he seems really happy.

Harry says he wishes he could send a hug and kiss over mail, but it's impossible. Instead, he says we'll send a picture of us over next time. Two weeks. He says we should send something over every two weeks. Say hello to dad for us as well! Hi daddy! Dad, Harry says hello and wants to give you a great big hug!

Group hugs!

Love, Frisk and Harry.

Frisk began to start another letter.

Dear Sans and Papyrus,

Hi! How's it going? Papyrus, I heard you got into the Guard! How's it going being a patrolman? You keep an eye on the Owl Post Portal don't you? To make sure nobody unauthorized come through? Harry says he heard that a wizard child found a way through the portal on accident yesterday not long after we were arriving at Hogwarts, did they get home alright?
And Sans, Harry says that the guy came to visit again quite a while ago! I mean, he's been there since our sleepover! ANYWAYS...Harry sends you both hugs and says that every two weeks we should send a letter, and that he wants to send you a picture.

Love, Frisk and Harry.

She was about to put the papers away when I grabbed them. The last letter.

Dear Alphys and Undyne,

Don't you dare get married without us.

-Harry

Um...perhaps I forgot to tell you, but Toriel and Asgore got together just this year. Toriel became a teacher, too, and the monster community opened up a school were she teaches. Asgore started a large garden and sells the vegetables and fruits he grew for incredibly low prices. Um, if anything else doesn't make since, let me know.

Have a good day/night!