Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
Vernon Dursley snorted disdainfully at the heavy yellow parchment that told immediately that this was a letter from that freak school. It looked just like the ones that had been sent over the summer. He snatched it up and made his way to the fireplace to get rid of the stupid thing, but paused halfway there. Perhaps the letter contained good news like that boy (for Vernon would never consider him his nephew) would be staying at that freak show over the summer.
With this thought in mind he opened the letter carefully. It read:
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Dursley
I regret to inform you that your nephew, Harry Potter, has been critically injured recently,
Of course, Vernon thought, probably did something incredibly stupid. Even for a wizard that boy was probably pathetically idiotic.
while helping to save the lives of his fellow students and even some of the staff.
Oh, so he had been being noble, was that it?
I will leave it to him to inform you exactly what happened, but you should most certainly be very proud of your nephew.
Vernon snorted.
He has been in our infirmary for the past three days, but has been making excellent time in his recovery. He will be just fine.
Vernon let out a deep sigh of relief; he hadn't realized he was holding his breath. No he couldn't have been holding it. After all he hated that freak boy.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Vernon tossed the letter into the flames. He despised that freak like any sane person would. And ha had most certainly not been holding his breath.
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