Chapter Four
Two are Letter Than None?
Today was the day! The day I would get my Hogwarts letter! I was completely certain this time, I mean I was sure yesterday and ereyesterday (yes that is a real word), but it would definitely come today!
I heard the mail flap and could barely contain a squeal.
"Get the mail Dudley," Vernon said.
"Make Harry get it," Dudley replied.
"Get the mail, Harry." Those four little words were exactly what I was waiting for, then I was off faster then a Vashta Nerada at a all you can eat meat buffet.
Tripping over the rug on my way to the front door my eyes narrowing in on the small stack of mail. Flipping through the letters I saw it, an envelope of heavy parchment. This is it! I thought gleefully, though soon my glee was replaced by confusion.
There were two envelopes of heavy parchment . . . one addressed to Dudley Dursley.
Cornelius Fudge! I mentally cursed.
"Hurry up boy! What are you doing, Checking for letter bombs?" Vernon Dursley said laughing at his own joke.
He won't be laughing for long.
After a moment of deliberation, I decided to take the mail out to living room and hand it off like normal.
Let them deal with it.
Gluing my eyes to the television screen I waited. The shuffling of letters stopped. I glanced over, Vernon was frowning, he squinted his beady little eyes at the two abnormally thick envelopes he was holding, both sealed with wax bearing a coat of arms . . . the Hogwarts coat of arms.
I watched the television unseeingly. Waiting for the other shoe to drop. This ought to be good.
"Petunia," he called. "Come take look at this." Petunia leant over his shoulder to peer at the two envelopes curiously. Glancing at her I saw she now had crease between her eyebrows and frown on her face. Worried. She was definitely worried. Their eyes met, they seemed to have a silent conversion. Then Vernon handed her one of the envelopes. Exchanging one last look they opened the letters.
Petunia's eyes quickly scanned the letters contents. She screamed. Vernon's face turned Fifty shades of purple.
Well this is going to be interesting.
"What- What is it?" Dudley asked looking thoroughly spooked. Well so would I if my mom screamed like a banshee and my father turned into an eggplant. Or is he a purple walrus? Hmm I'll have to think on that. I wonder if any of the neighbors are going to call the police because of that scream.
"Nothing! It's- it's nothing Dudley darling. Your father and I just need to discuss some things," she said. "Now why don't you go outside and play with your friends? Harry go weed the garden."
I walked out of the room, but had no intention going out to weeding the garden . . . There could be Jabberwocks out there!
"But mum, I want to read that letter!" Dudley whined.
"JUST DO AS YOUR MOTHER SAYS!" Vernon snapped back.
There was a shocked silence. Vernon never raised his voice to Dudley, it just didn't happen. Until now.
Dudley trampled out of the living room looking shell-shocked.
Our eyes locked. He glared at me. Then knelt down by the door pressing his ear to the keyhole. I rolled my eyes, then I walked over to the front door, opened it, waited a second or two then closed it again. With any luck they should think we left the house. I knelt next to him and waited.
AN: Sorry this is a little late. I wasn't completely sure if i wanted Dudley to get a Hogwarts letter, but the idea wouldn't leave me alone. I also haven't seen very many stories where he received one, so yeah. hope you enjoyed the chapter!
Posted: August 16, 2019
