Chapter: 2 Leaving Home Sweet Home
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"Get the mail, Dudley," said Uncle Vernon from behind his paper. "Make Harry get it". "Get the mail, Harry."
" Yes Uncle" said Harry. For past two years Harry was waiting for this day. Though he wasn't sure when his letter would pop up, but he had a strange feeling that it would have be today. Harry opened the mailbox, and his eyes grazed upon his Hogwarts letter. Harry whispered under his breath " I will prove myself Mum and Dad, I will change the wizarding world for which you gave your lives."
Harry stuffed his letter in his over sized shirt and went on his daily chores. His daily chores were built in such a way that he could to them while completing the ones his aunt gave him. Gardening was good physical exercise, while laundering, he used to read his mother's charms book. He used to hide his Dad's transfiguration book in the lower shelf under the stove and read it when he was cooking was the giant Walrus, ugly Giraffe and baby Seal. Harry slept very little for past two years. For the first time in his life, harry had a purpose for living, ' making his parents proud".
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Harry sneaked into his cupboard and looked upon the letter.
Mr. H. Potter
The Cupboard under the Stairs
4 Privet Drive
Little Whinging
Surrey
" So they know that I live in a cupboard under the stairs, interesting. Another question I need to ask from bloody Dumbledore," said Harry as he opened the parchment and began to read.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chief Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
'There must be a owl waiting to receive the reply outside' thought Harry as he stared to write on the sheet of paper that he stole from Dudley's unused notebook.
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Minerva McGonagall was sitting in her chamber at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was compiling a list of muggleborn she needs to visit before the term starts. Her sight fell upon the portrait of Lily and James Potter that she had taken during their head boy and head girl year. Minerva poured herself a glass of Butterbeer and let her self get lost in her thought.
FLASHBACK
Transfiguration classroom, Marauder's fifth year
" Good morning class, today we are review inanimate to animate transfiguration. You have an hour to convert this cushion to a squirrel. Get going." Minerva sat on her desk, in her cat animagus and watched the class progress. Fifteen minutes later, she noticed, something happening at James Potter's table. Before she could approach his table, a squirrel dressed in a red skirt started to move forward and as it reached Lily Evans table, it started to sing
"You can scratch my back, we'll get cozy and huddle, I'll lay down my jacket so you can walk over a puddle" in little squishy voice.
" POTTER…"yelled Lily in anger. "Five points from Gryffindor for your antics Mr. Potter, but 20 points for extraordinary spell work".
PRESENT
A loud screeching of owl brought the transfiguration mistress back to the attentive state. The owl had a note on her leg. Thinking it as a confirmation of attendance reply, McGonagall hastily took the note and began to read.
Respected Prof. McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
I would like to thank you for considering me worthy to attend your prestigious school. I am confirming my attendance to your school.
Thanking you
Yours sincerely
Harry James Potter
Minerva looked over the note twice, before she rushed to inform Albus about the note. The-Boy-Who-Lived was after all coming to Hogwarts.
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It was early morning on a rather windy Tuesday. Harry watched with boredom as his uncle and aunt finished their breakfast. Before his uncle started to rise harry prompted " Sit down Uncle, we have to talk about something".
" How dare you talk to me like that, boy" Vernon said. "I got my letter Uncle and yes Aunt Petunia, I know I am a wizard," said Harry at paled face Petunia." Listen up, I will go to that school, will never return to your house, never contact you again"
" Why should we take orders from you" yelled Vernon. Harry focused on his magic and levitated a bowl from the table.
" Get out, get bloody out from here freak" said Vernon.
" With pleasure" replied Harry as he gathered his clothes in an old trunk in his cupboard's pseudo cupboard and Harry marched out, smiling. " Beware wizarding world, Harry James Potter is coming"
