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Word Count: 1387
Challenge: Are you Crazy Enough To Do It Challenge
Prompt: 214. (food) Pizza
Challenge: TGS Forum - [Event] Back to School!
Prompt: Receiving a letter: Write about a character first realising they are a witch or wizard OR receiving their letter to Hogwarts.
Companion fic to 'Of Course I Do' and 'Care for a donut?', but can be read separately.
Violet raced her mother to the door. The eleven year old was eager for her customary birthday pizza. The Dursleys had made this into a tradition since little Violet had first tasted Pizza at the age of five. It was love at first taste. They never bought cake after that.
"Violet wait…" The little brown haired paid her mother no heed and ran back to the dining table with three large Pizzas in her hands.
"Dad! Grandma! Pizza's here!"
"Coming…" The girl heard a chorus from upstairs.
The Dursleys still lived at number four Privet Drive. Vernon had passed away over seven years ago from a heart attack. After that Dudley, his wife Sarah and their daughter Violet had moved back into the place. Petunia was eternally grateful that they did. Their little bundle of energy was what helped her cope with the loss of her beloved husband.
Violet dropped the Pizzas on the table and ran to the kitchen to wash her hands. But before she entered the kitchen, something caught her eye.
There was a large brown owl perched on the upper window sill of the dining room. It had an envelope attached to its foot. Intrigued by the sight, Violet slowly approached the winged creature. As she neared it, the owl held out its foot. It flew away as soon as she untied the message.
Violet turned the envelope over and found the sender and receiver of this letter. Who even sent letters in these days? Everybody just used Facebook, WhatsApp or Gmail.
Ms. Violet Dahlia Dursley
4 Privet Drive
Little Whining
SURREY
"Violet, what's that?" Violet turned around to find her mother staring at the letter in her hand, questioningly.
"Mom, it's a letter… for me… An owl landed on the window sill and gave it to me."
Her mother chuckled. "Violet, don't prank me. How can an OWL send you a LETTER? We're not in a movie sweetie."
"Mom, I swear to god. An owl did land on the kitchen window sill and give this to me."
"Violet, enough with the jokes."
"Did you say an owl gave that to you?"
The two turned to find Violet's father walking down the staircase.
"Yes, daddy… I swear, I'm not-"
"I know. Give it to me."
"Huh… Dudley, you can't be serious. She's just playing a joke. Owls can't-"
"They can and they do." The two women were silenced by his abrupt statement.
Dudley took the letter from his daughter, opened it and quickly scanned the contents.
"Alright… You guys may want to sit down for this. I have some answers and some questions. And I probably have pay a visit to my… cousin… Harry."
"I don't ever recall you telling me about a cousin by that name."
"All in good time, Sarah dear. Please have a seat. I will explain everything."
It took nearly three hours for Dudley to explain the entire story of Harry Potter to his wife and daughter. They were interrupted by Petunia nearly an hour into it. She was initially shocked, but quickly accepted the fact, if only because she didn't want that giant to come down here again and give Dudley another pig's tail.
"So… I'm going to be a witch?" Violet asked.
"Yes… Now, I have to ask you something. Have you ever managed to do anything that can be considered… magical? Like you just wanted it to happen and it did."
"Hmm… I… think so. There was that time I went out on that school trip, where we met a magician. We asked him if he could levitate, he said no. But then he suddenly started levitating. Even he seemed surprised by it. At the time we all thought it was part of the act… And then, I sometimes have dreams… about the next day. Never any test answers or anything. I don't cheat mom. But mostly of thinks I'll see or do during the day."
"See, that's it. You do have magic powers. And you're going to make them stronger by going to this school."
"Are you sure this is real?"
"Yes, I'm positive. I'll go check up on that with Harry… But the bigger question is… Sarah, are you fine with this?"
Sarah seemed to be taken aback. "Me… Why are you asking me? Violet is the magician."
"I know. But when we first found out about Harry, my parents didn't accept it at all. So… Are you fine?"
"Yeah, I'm alright with this… It's a bit of a shock to be honest. But I'll be alright with this. What bothers me much more is that my baby girl will be staying far away in some castle and will visit me only twice a year." Sarah pulled Violet in for a tight hug.
Dudley kissed both his girls' foreheads. "I love you two… I'll get Harry's address so we can visit him and get some help on what to do next. I think he has a son who is eleven as well."
"Okay…" Violet and Sarah answered simultaneously.
Violet held her father's arm as he knocked on the door of number 12 Grimmauld Place. The door opened to reveal a woman with the reddest hair she had ever seen.
"Can I speak to Harry? I am-"
"Dudley, his cousin. And you must be Violet." Ginny smiled at the little girl. "Harry's told us about you. Hi, I'm-"
"Ginny. Harry's wife." Dudley cut her off with a smile. "He told me…"
"Oh… okay."
"Yeah, hi..." Dudley answered while Violet waved at her. "So… Harry…"
"Yeah, come on in. I will bring him down."
"Harry!" The red-haired lady, Ginny screamed upstairs for Harry to come down. Then she walked into the kitchen.
After a few minutes, a raven-haired man came down to living room where the two were sitting.
"Dudley, never thought I'd meet you again."
"Sorry about that."
"No worries. Hello there Violet. I've only ever seen you in the pictures your dad sent me. And those were from about a year ago."
"Oh…" The little girl was surprised that her dad and her Uncle Harry knew each other that well, because it didn't seem like that from his tale.
"Yeah… so, what's the problem?"
Dudley opened his bag and took out the envelope Violet got from the owl. "This."
Harry took it from him. Almost instantly, his expression changed. "Oh Merlin…"
"Yeah… We were wondering… if you could help us."
"You want me to help you get out of this, bec-"
"No. We want her to go to Hogwarts and become a proper witch. We just… don't know what to do about those supplies and we were hoping you could…"
Harry smiled at his cousin. "Of course. I'm definitely willing to help. I must say, I am a little surprised you guys are fine with it. Especially Aunt Petunia."
"I think she just didn't want Hagrid to pay her another visit."
The two men laughed together, when Ginny walked back from the kitchen with a plate of chocolate-chip cookies in her hand. Violet glanced between her father and her uncle, then decided the cookies were worth more of her attention.
"What's so funny?"
"Oh, it's nothing Ginny. Just something between cousins."
"Wow, I leave you two for five minutes and you guys are suddenly the best of friends."
"It's nothing." Harry handed her the letter. Ginny glazed over the details and then turned to young girl, who was currently gobbling down a cookie.
"We will be happy to help you with your shopping, Violet. And I'll introduce you to Albus and Rose. They will be joining this year as well. That way, you'll have a bunch of friends before you even get there. Okay?"
"Okay." Violet nodded.
"Alright, Harry will be quite busy next week but Lavender and I plan on taking the kids to get their supplies next Sunday. We'll come and pick up Violet. Will that be alright?"
"I'm sure that will be fine. And please stop by for a while. Sarah is quite anxious about sending her only child away for such a long time. Perhaps you could help her with that."
"Definitely."
"Okay, we must get going then. Thanks for the help, Harry and Ginny. Even though…"
"No problem. Goodbye Dudley. Bye Violet."
"Bye." The father and daughter duo chorused.
How was it? I know it's a little dialogue heavy, but that will change by the next chapter.
I also know I posted this as a plot bunny on HPFC. But I was intrigued myself, so I started writing this. If anyone else wants to write for this plot bunny as well, be my guest. Just PM me before doing so.
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