This is a series of letters between Harry and Dudley. I felt like there were some unresolved issues with the Dursleys, so hopefully this will cover them.

-Rosa

Dear Dudley,

I know that you probably think it's strange that I'm writing to you. I feel strange doing it, actually. But I had to make sure that you three were all right, and this seemed less intrusive than showing up on the doorstep for afternoon tea.

I'm sure you know that the war is all over now. Hestia came by yesterday and told us that you'd been moved out of hiding (she still wouldn't say where you'd been) and back to Privet Drive. I'll bet Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia are relieved to be back home. It is odd to think that I'll never be living there again.

I'm staying at Number 12 Grimmauld Place now, which is the house my godfather, Sirius Black, left me. It's quite a large place, but I'm not alone; my friend Ron Weasley and his family are all staying here, too, at least for now. That alone makes nine of us, and there are even more people dropping in all day, every day. Everyone is celebrating the end of the war; it's a constant mad rush of witches and wizards. A lot of them come to congratulate or thank me. I never know what to say to them. But generally, I feel very happy and light all the time, like there's nothing to worry about ever again.

I just read back over that; I guess I rambled on a bit. Sorry. I hope you all are well. If you want, you can send a reply by rolling up your answer and giving it to the owl. She'll wait if you ask her to. Tell her the letter's for me, she'll understand.

Your cousin,

Harry

Dear Harry,

Thanks for the letter.

We're all fine. Mum and Dad were glad to be home, but Mum nearly cried when she saw the kitchen all dusty.

I don't know where we were when we were in hiding. We had to stay inside all the time. It was a pretty small house, but nice. They brought us whatever food we wanted.

It sounds like you and your friends are having fun. It is pretty boring here.

The owl is waiting so I will give it the letter now.

-Dudley

P.S. I don't know whether you wanted me to, but I didn't show the letter to Mum and Dad. Thought it would only upset them.

P.P.S. It is lonely here sometimes, with only the three of us.

The first chapter's kind of introductory, with a promise of more to come soon. Leave a review!