This is my first chapter. It's a bit short. I've never written a story before; so please don't judge this chapter harshly. Thanks.
Harry decided to go and spend his summer with those shameless Dursleys since the Weasleys would be very busy for their new business. Ron could hardly write on him during that sizzling season. Hermione on the other hand was so bored right after she had read their books for the next school year. Harry was still so wretched despite of the numerous letters that he had been receiving from her friend Hermione.
While excitedly reading one of his letters, he heard a creaky sound coming from the other room. It was his ugly-pig looking cousin Dudley.
"Ohoy! Harry's got some love letters!"
"Stop it…stop it…You pi-…"
Dudley started to grab one of Harry's letters forcefully. Fortunately, Harry's Aunt Petunia furiously yelled Harry's name. As usual, she wants Harry to cook breakfast for them.
"Harry!" barked Aunt Petunia.
"How many times do I have to remind you to get up in the morning without any delay?!"
"I'm really sorry Aunt Petunia, It's just that…"
"Cut it off! No more alibis. You're just lazy enough that you can't even wash your own clothes"
Although those harsh words were ironic for Harry, Harry didn't respond at all as though he didn't hear a thing. Because of that, he almost overcooked one of the bacons he was cooking that time.
After eating their breakfast, just like what he was doing whenever he's at the Dursleys, he cleaned all the dishes. Afterwards, he went straight to Dudley's old bedroom. He continued to read all of Hermione's letters. There was a point where he almost forgot about his friendship with Ron.
"I really can't understand Ron…Was it because of her sister? Arggh!…That was foolish of me! Why did I ever fall for Ginny in the first place?"
Harry was confused that day even though he was contented with Hermione's wonderful letters.
"I wonder how Cho's doing…Oh wait…I almost forgot that she got mad at me when she thought that I was dating Hermione instead of her."
