A/N: I know that I should be working on my other stories but on MNI there was a flash fiction contest and I thought I'd post my entries her for all of y'all to read. These chapters will be at least 300 words like stated in the summary. And if you've never read my other stories, you should! One last thing: Reviews are lovely!
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Dursley's Find Harry On Their Doorstep
Petunia Dursley opened up her front do to get the daily milk that the milk man set on the step every day. She was in a hurry because her little Duddikins was in the kitchen waiting to be fed his breakfast. She bent down to grab the milk, not really processing what was lying right next to the milk. When Petunia finally realized that something, or rather someone, was there, she let out a squeak. She looked down at the little boy lying on her doorstep, he looked vaguely like her nephew that she had only seen a picture of once. She looked at the card that was on top of the boy, it read 'To Mrs. Dursley, Number 4 Privet Drive'. Petunia picked up the boy with one arm and the milk with the other and quickly retreated inside. She hoped that none of her neighbors had seen the boy.
Petunia set the milk down on the table and grabbed the card, still having the boy in her one arm. Before she could open it though, the boy woke up and started to softly cry; she set the card down and rocked him back and forth, shushing him. After the boy was quiet and Petunia read the card, tears fell from her eyes. She held the boy, her sister's son, close to her. Her sister was dead and this boy was the last thing she had left to remember her, Lily's son, Harry Potter.