Mr. Potter
My name is Annie. I am 7 years old. My mommy is a witch and she told me about you. She said that you are fighting him. When I was four, my daddy was killed by him five days before my fifth birthday. Mommy and me don't celebrate my birthday anymore. My birthday is the 31st of July. My mommy cries a lot. For my birthday, I just want my mommy not to cry. Can you please send her a letter? We live in London, on high street. Our house number is 24. Please Mr. Potter.
Annie
Harry looked up from the letter he had just received, blinking away the tears that threatened to slip from his eyes. He wordlessly handed the letter to Hermione and Ron who were sitting opposite him. When they finished, no one said anything. Finally, Harry spoke, "I want to visit her on her birthday. Will you come with me?"
"Of course Harry,"