Summary-A/N: This is a series of short letters to James and Lily from a young Harry. Harry is prompted by his first year primary school teacher to write a diary/journal to work on improving his writing skills. I remember doing this as a child in Kindergarten and it worked pretty well.
Please forgive the horrendous spelling and grammar in the first several letters. Remember Harry is supposed to be 5 years old and just learning his words and how to helps to just ignore the spelling and pronounce things the way they sound. Phonics is the way to go. Also, I know Harry should probably be able to spell his own name by the time he's 5, but think of it this way, Petunia wouldn't spend time teaching Harry when she had Dudley's dumb-ass to work with. Harry would also have a teacher there to help with certain things like the date, and words if he asked.
I plan on putting each years entries into one chapter, so I'm not sure how long Harry will be writing to his parents in this journal. I put a slightly higher rating because I'm not sure how I'm going to portray the child abuse from Vernon and Petunia yet. If I go into more detail I'll up the rating at a later date.
Please be kind in your reviews, and remember to please review! I do this for my own entertainment, but the gratification of seeing what people think (good or bad) provides me with the motivation to continue writing! If you see any mistakes please let me know (kindly) because I am American and don't have a 100 percent grasp on British school systems or speech idiosyncrasies. I also will not be posting huge a/n's in every chapter. That said, on to the story! Enjoy!
Harry Potter's Journal
10 September, 1985
Deer mummy and daddy,
Mz Penny sed us students hafta keep a jurnal to wurk on are riting. I assed what that meens and she sed we can rite to some won we love, or are future selfs, or just rite what we R theenking at the momint. Unkle Vernin sed that only mad peple rite to themselfs so I think I will rite to my mummy and daddy. I now you are ded but I dont now any won else to rite to. Unkl Vernin and Ant Patoonya are not vary nice and Dudlee is a poopy hed and he and his meen frends chace me all the time.
I jus wanna tell you that I love you even thow you are not heer any more. I do not care if you died I stil love you. I hope you love me to. I miss you.
Love,
Hary Potr
31 October, 1985
Deer Mummy and Daddy,
Tooday is haloweeen. Unkl Vernin sed i haffta stay with missuz fig to nite wiyul Unkl Vernin and Ant Patoonya tak Dudlee tirk and treeteeng. Dudlee is get ting to ware a Skoobee Doobee Doo costum. Wen I assed why I can not dress up Unkl Vernin slaped my beehind and sent me to my cubbord for assking kweschions agen.
Missuz figs howse smelz ikky and she haz a hunderd cats that skrach me and hiss at me.
Love,
Hary Potr
6 May, 1987
Deer mummy and daddy,
I did my maths homwrk reel good todae mummy! I did not get 1 rong! Mz Penny sed I was varee smart and i got a yellw star on my homwrk.
But on the way hom Dudlee stol my homwrk and ripd it a part. I wish u werr heer daddy so u can beet dudlee up for mee.
Wen I told Aunt Patoonya wat duddlee did she yeld at me reel lawd and sed her ondeerful dud dee kins wood nevr do that and i waz a horabul brat tee freek and throwd me in my cubbord.
I miss u a lot mummy and daddy.
Love,
Hary Potr
a/n: Please review! I'll post the next chapter once I get some reviews on this. I have several more written already so once I get a few reviews on this I'll post more tonight. Hope everyone had a great September 1st. Anyone visit Kings Cross today? Wish I could have gone...