The Potter Twins

The Letter

Chapter 3: The Letter

Sitting presentably at the kitchen table I watch as the Dursley family act as the other day had never happened. I think after the punishment both me and Harry had received they were willing to forget the 'traumatic' events that happened on Dudleys birthday.

Hearing the clang of the letterbox I glance to my brother smiling innocently hoping he would get the gist. He rolls his eyes as he climbs off the kitchen stall and goes to grab the mail from the hall. 

I got it last time it was his turn. 

In the distance the hoot of an owl grabs my attention as I glance behind into the family room and out of the window, tilting my head in confusion I turn my attention back to the hall. Why would an Owl be in this neighbourhood at this time during the day?

I smile tugs at my lips as Harry sorts through the letters as he makes his way back to the kitchen table, his eyes widen at one letter in particular as he hands all the mail but one to Uncle Vernon. 

He's quick to get back to my side of the table as he shows the letter he has in hand.

"Ah, Marge is ill. Ate a funny whelk." Vernon states as he reads off one of the postcards he had got given in the mail Harry had just passed over to him moments ago.

'To Mr and Miss Potter' i reread over our names still surprised that we both have mail, we never get mail, we never get anything but a lecture and punishments. I look up from the letter to Harry who was already looking at me the same surprised but confused look I probably have written all over his face.

Once I had noticed it was too late to warn Harry as I noticed our Cousin Dudley glancing over to what Harry still had in his hand. It was the quickest I had ever seen him move as he shoots out of his chair reaching across the table to snatch our letter out of my brother's hands before the little turd runs over to his father at the end of the table. 

"Dad, look! Harry and Willow go a letter!!" Dudley squeals out an amused look on his face this catches the attention of his mother Petunia who was coking for once at the stove. Hearing the commotion she is quick to leave the cooking food and rushes to her husband who now holds the letter. 

WoW is this letter so important that she leaves the food on to burn. 

"Hey, give it back! It's ours!" Harry shouts back annoyed that nothing stays with us when Dudley is around "That's addressed to us Uncle give it back please" I state holding out my hand wanting the letter returned, as I am intrigued at what is written inside. 

Our Uncle bursts out laughing as he looks at the two of us unimpressed and by looks of it not going to give the letter back. "Yours? Who'd be writing to you two?" he questions i slump in my seat s both my Aunt and Cousin gather around our Uncle to see the letter in hand. 

There is a broken seal on the letter as our uncle flips to see the front of the letter his eyes slightly widening at the address of which the letter was sent before turning to look at the back of the letter. The family of three looks up at both Harry and I with a deadly glare to which both myself and brother simultaneously gulp. What exactly could we have done now to get in trouble?

We were not allowed the letter and it was soon ripped up and gone before either myself or Harry could even get a chance to look at the letter. But after that day since then the letters didn't stop there, for some reason every time my brother and I could not look at the letter the amount increased each day.

It was Chaos. All this trouble to keep the information inside that letter and away from us, whatever was inside must be important and it annoys me that we are not allowed it.