Cat: Hey all! This was written for my local newspaper where they had a contest to see who could end the 7th book in 77 words. This isn't how I think it's going to end—but it'd be funny. So, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I whish HP was mine—JK is richer them the queen of England.
At breakfast, Uncle Vernon chocked on his piece of grapefruit. He readjusted the newspaper in his hand and reread the day's main story anxiously. According to police, teenagers had set off fireworks at Godric's Hollow resulting in a large fire. It killed three people and injured five more.
Vernon wasn't stupid. His attention had been grabbed at the location. If there was something that had gone wrong in Godric's Hollow, he knew that there must have been magic involved. He bent his head lower, until he was only inches away from the carefully typed letters.
Some of the teen shad been apprehended, including—
At the name, Vernon used a word that made his wife gasp.
Harry Potter.