Harry Potter and the Mystery Riddle

The Letter

It was 11 o'clock one Friday night and Harry potter was lying in bed with a torch doing some homework. To Harry potter homework was a highlight of his summer holiday, but you see Harry was not a normal child, Harry was a wizard living with muggles. Homework was the only time Harry got to do the things that he loved most, even if he wasn't allowed to do any magic. It was getting late so Harry decided to rest and finish off his homework the following night. He lifted up the floorboard under his bed and put all his schoolbooks and his quill and inkpot into the hole. The closed it again and fell into a deep sleep

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There was a flash of green light, which Harry now knew was Voldemort killing his father, he heard a women screaming, his mother, he felt his scar hurting and woke up in a cold sweat. What was the matter with him, he had not had that dream for at least two years now, since he found out about Voldemort. Why was he having that dream now? He thought about this as he drifted in and out of an uneasy sleep and just as he was about to fall to sleep he heard the high-pitched shriek of aunt petunia in the hall.

" Get up now! Get down here at once boy"

Harry got out of bed and quickly got dressed, he run a comb through his black hair but this didn't seem to make a difference he may as well not have bothered. He walked down the stairs and into the kitchen; uncle Vernon was sitting at the table tutting with his head in the daily paper. Dudley was also at the table banging his knife and fork on the table.

"Hurry up with my breakfast mum I'm starving" he said in a baby voice.

"Its coming darling duddy puns, you get there and watch the bacon"

Harry walked over and when the bacon was done he sat down and ate his portion, with was considerably smaller than Dudley's.

" My Bacon Is BURNT" yelled Dudley in a tantrum, Harry sensing another table turner coming on ate his breakfast as fast as he could and ran up the stairs to his bedroom.

 As he raced into his small room he noticed a small owl tapping at the window, he recognised it immediately as Pig, Ron's owl that Sirius had given him. He opened the window and let the small owl in. Pig hooted loudly and flew in circles around the room, Harry prayed the Dursleys had not heard and untied the letter from around its leg. The small owl flew over to Hedwigs cage took a drink of water and rested on the perch, while Harry carefully untied the letter.

Hay Harry,

                I've got some good news for you, We've asked Dumbledore and he said that you can stay with me for the last week of the holidays as long as you get his letter first or something, Hermione said that she could come as well, let me know when you get Dumbledores letter and I'll come and pick you up with Fred and George.

                                   See you soon Ron

What letter from Dumbledore Harry wandered as he put his letter from Ron on the side.

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