Harry potter, Bella, twilight, the sorcerers stone, or owls are not mine. I wish I owned an owl. :)
harry pov
"Harry, wake up!" screamed my Aunt from the kitchen.
"Aunt I'm moving out!" I declared. Last night an owl came to me, saying, "Go to your 'cousin' Bella, in Forks, Washington,USA." I decided to listen to it even though it meant I was psychotic, because my Aunt, Uncle, and cousin were really mean to me.
"And where do you think you're going?" she asked, stepping out of the kitchen to get a better look at me, in my cupboard-under-the-stairs.
"To cousin Bella's, in America." I answered happily.
"The boy's gone mad," she yelled at my Uncle.
"And anyway, you really think you'd fit in in America? You're from England and that's where you'll stay." she said decidedly, turning back to her cooking.
"Well I'm going anyway." I said.
"You're really considering this?" she said incredulously, at a nod from me, she continued, " Well, I can't let you go anyway, since I'm your legal guardian. And I haven't had enough time to abuse you besides." she retorted.
"Oh but Aunt, you're the meanest, cruelest Aunt there every was, and I don't think I could ask for a worse one." I said sweetly.
"You really think so? Oh , I think I shall cry from your kindness, but I shan't since I am the cruelest Aunt ever. Go, you have my permission. But hurry, before your Uncle notices, I dare say he's had the most pleasure bossing you around." so I packed my duffel bag and was off.
I think end it here for now, what should Bella's reaction be? Please give constructive criticism, but no flames (assuming people even read this)