I don't own the people in the story. Ridiculous prophecy? Yes. Crazy story? Yes. Down under, the song I was referencing in the last chapter? No.
Chapter 3: The Letter
June 7th:
"Boy! Bring me the mail!" Vernon Dursley called to Harry Potter, a bit- Ah, who am I kidding- a LOT louder than necessary. It was a wonder that the neighbors didn't hear.
Harry went, and as demanded, got the mail. He noticed one, addressed to Harry Potter. As he was passing by his cupboard, he sneakily slid it under the door, since his aunt and uncle would probably take it away if he showed them. He stole Dudley's report card like that once. That got him into big trouble, because whether it was his fault or not he got punished for it. But it was hilarious.
He dutifully took the rest of the mail to his uncle.
That night, when he went back to his cupboard, he carefully opened the strange letter.
For a few seconds, after opening the letter, Harry waited, about to read it, since he had a feeling that something would happen. So far, nothing had happened.
Then, after a few seconds-
Nothing continued to happen. So, he finished opening it, and read the letter.
Somehow, the person sending it knew he was in the cupboard, since that's where the address said he was.
Dear Harry,
We are pleased to inform you, that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Opening this letter means you agree to attend school here, starting on September First, 1991. Please arrive at Platform 9 3/4, King's Cross Station.
Sincerely,
The Staff of Hogwarts
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
Standard Book of Spells, Grade 1, by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic, by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory, by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration, by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi, by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions, by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection, by Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK
Harry was astonished. Witchcraft? Wizardry? Did that mean magic? Or was this whole thing a joke?
On July 31st, Harry's birthday, in the morning, there was the sound of a motorcycle driving up.
"Dudley, go see who it is!"
"Make Harry do it."
"Harry, go see who it is!"
He went over to the front window, and peeked through the blinds.
"Who is it?"
"It's a large man with lots of hair, and a beard. He seems about 8 feet tall!"
"It had better not be one of those freaks." Vernon muttered to himself.
There was a knock at the door.
"What do you want?" Vernon said, opening the door."
"I'd like teh speak wit' 'Arry."
"Get away from my house, freak!"
"Nah, I need teh talk to 'im. He 'asn't respondid to 'is letter."
"What letter?"
"His 'Ogwarts letter."
"Get out!"
The big man pushed Vernon back, a bit harder than intended, knocking him onto the floor. "Sorry 'bout that. I'm a bit clumsy, sometimes."
Petunia and Dudley stared in shock as the large man somehow fit his way into the house.
"Harry!" he called loudly to the shocked boy watching him. "How're yeh doin'? I haven't seen yeh since yeh were a little baby, all those yers agah."
Harry did not respond, still too surprised.
"Now, come with me. We got some shoppin' teh do."
"For what?"
"Fer yehr school, of course!"
"That was real? I thought it was a joke!"
"No, yeh really are going to Hogwarts. But of course, you know all about it."
Harry shook his head.
"What?"
"I've never heard of Hogwarts."
"What deh you mean?" He asked.
Then he yelled at Harry's aunt and uncle. "Yeh never told him about Hogwarts?!"
Vernon replied angrily, "We will never let him go to that freakish school!"
"Yeh have no say. It's alredy bin dissided."
"I will not allow that freakishness to continue!"
"Harry, come with me, let's get yeh outta here."
"So I'm a wizard?"
Hagrid replied, "Yeah, yeh are. I can't believe Dumbledore said this was the best place for yeh."
Hagrid went outside, followed by a nervous Harry.
Later in the day, the two had almost finished their errands, getting money out of Gringotts, and then buying school materials, and finally getting a white owl Harry named Hedwig. On the way, Hagrid explained to the curious Harry how his parents had been killed, and how he got the scar. The next thing to get was a wand. So, they went into Ollivander's.
"Ah, I was waiting for the day you would arrive."
"I've come to buy a wand, sir."
"Yes, yes, we shall see which chooses you."
"Chooses me?"
"Yes, it's the wand that chooses the wizard, not the other way around."
Ollivander gave him wand after wand, but none seemed right. While this was going on, Harry kept doing strange things, like exploding vases, starting small fires, and other similar things.
Eventually, Ollivander selected a wand from a box in the back.
It worked.
Ollivander was beyond surprised, with his eyebrows nearly jumping off his face.
"Curious..."
"What's curious?"
"That wand... its brother gave you that scar."
"Brother?"
"Yes, your wand's core and the core of that one have phoenix feathers, from the same Phoenix. In wandmaking terms, you have brother wands."