All the letters

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We spent 3 weeks in the cupboard, not allowed out unless we were using the bathroom. It had been our longest punishment ever. All because we talked to a snake. Uncle Vernon had called the school and said we were sick, so we missed the last 3 weeks of school. Summer holidays had started before we were allowed out.

Dudley's friends had all come to visit Dudley everyday, but Piers seemed to be less interested in Dudley. He snuck to the cupboard every time he was over and talked with Harry and I. We were all starting to become friends. The rest of Dudley's friends would taunt us and hunt us. I was out numbered, and I didn't want Harry to get in any more trouble, so I didn't fight Dudley and his idiot friends. After about the first week, Piers stopped coming over because Dudley couldn't stand us getting more attention than him.

Harry and I were glad that we would be starting a new school soon. Luckily, Dudley and all his friends (and Piers) had all been accepted to Stemlings private, where Harry and I would be going to Stonewall High. That means no more taunting from his friends.

"They flush people's heads down the toilet at Stonewall. Want to go upstairs and practice?" Dudley teases Harry and I.

"Sad that you know." I shrug.

Dudley sent me a death stare.

"Yeah, the toilets never had anything as horrible as your head down it -it might be sick." Harry snickers. I give him a proud look as we run away.

The next morning, Harry and I woke to a horrible smell. We went to the kitchen to see a tub of what looked like dirty rags swimming in grey water.

"What's this?" Harry and I asked together. Aunt Petunia pursed her lips like she always does when we speak at the same time.

"Your new school uniform." She looked at Harry. I sent him a sympathetic look. "I'm dying some of Dudley's old clothes grey. It'll look like everyone else's when I'm finished. Charlotte, we're going shopping for your clothes another day."

Harry and I took our seats as Dudley and Uncle Vernon came down stairs. Uncle Vernon opened the newspaper and read it as Dudley banged his Smeltings stick on the table. The mail slot clicked and the mail fell onto the floor.

"Dudley, go get the mail." Vernon said, not looking up from his paper.

"Make Harry or Charlotte get it." Dudley argued.

"Harry. Charlotte. Get the mail."

"Make Dudley get it." I sneer.

"Poke her with your stick, Dudley."

Harry got up and got the mail as Dudley poked me with his stick. I pushed it back at him and it poked him back. I stuck my tongue out at him and he rolled his eyes.

Harry passed some mail to Vernon and handed me a letter. It was a hard yellow parchment. It had something written on it:

Ms. C. Potter

The Cupboard under the stairs

4 Pivet Drive

Little Whining

Surrey

I turned it over and there was a red seal with the letter 'H' and a Lion, Badger, Eagle, and a Snake surrounding it. Harry had one too.

As Vernon went through the other mail, Harry and I began to open our letters.

"Dad! Harry and Charlotte have got something!" Dudley shouts. I simply wanted to reach over the table and rip Dudley's tongue out. The little snitch. I'm going to call him that from now on. The Little Snitch.

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