Chapter 2: Letters

Harry sat at his desk if front of the window and rummaged around for a piece of parchment. He found a small piece that had a small ink spot on it and found his quill right where he left it, in the ink. He picked up the quill and began to write.

Dear Ron

I got your letter. I am very excited for Friday. Did you know about the howler that was sent to my aunt? The voice sounds like your dad's. I want to make sure that it wasn't real. It can't be, I'm not dangerous. I'll explain that to you later. Please reply soon.

Harry

Once again, he rolled up the parchment and tied it to Hedwig's tiny leg. Then he opened the window and let her go. He decided to keep the window open to get a little bit of fresh air. Then, frantically he began to pack. He took everything he had and stuffed it into his trunk. He felt so happy to finally be leaving the Dursley's for good. I can't wait to see the look on Uncle Vernon's face when he hears that the howler was a fake. But I am not going to tell them yet since I will not be allowed to go tomorrow. I wonder - Harry's thought was interrupted by a thud at the window and Hedwig's screech as she flew into the room. Wow Hedwig that was a fast reply. You must be exhausted. Just then he heard another owl. He looked outside to see Pig, Ron's owl, hanging only by a feather under the window sill. He reached out and grabbed the small owl, took the parchment off his leg and put him into Hedwig's cage. Hedwig was never too happy about sharing her cage, but always knew it was for the best. Harry opened the letter Hedwig had first.

Dear Harry

I am so excited for tomorrow too. I am not too sure about the howler. I haven't heard about it. I am asking dad as soon as I finish writing this. So write back so we know if we can come pick you up.

Ron

Harry wondered why Ron had not been informed about the howler but decided to open Pig's letter before making any attempts to write a reply to Ron. This letter was in Mrs. Weasley's writing.

Dearest Harry

I have been wondering when we would be hearing from you about the howler your aunt had received a while ago. Mr. Weasley and I decided that it would be better if you came and lived here with us. Then you would be able to practice your magic. Afterall, this is your N.E.W.T's year and you need to practice. We will be by tomorrow at ten in morning to pick you up. Do not tell the muggles about the howler being a fraud. It would ruin everything. We will explain this to you later. Take care and we will see you tomorrow.

Mrs. Weasley

Harry stood still for a short time then smiled. He was excited to keep this worry going on with his aunt and uncle. He loved to see them this way. Harry then sat at his desk and began to write, again.

Mrs. Weasley

I will not tell the muggles about the howler. I am looked forward to seeing you all again. I think it would be best for me to live at the Burrow too. Tell Ron that I will talk to him tomorrow so I didn't bother to write a reply. See you tomorrow.

Harry

Harry, again, went to Hedwig's cage. He picked up Pig and tied the small piece of parchment to his leg. With a smile he opened the window and let Pig fly into the night. It was getting late and Harry had yet to eaten. He closed the window and made his way into the kitchen. Uncle Vernon was sitting at the table writing frantically on a piece of paper. Aunt Petunia was in the living room going over a list with Dudley. He would be leaving for camp soon. Harry laughed at the thought. I'd like to see the look on the kid's face when he finds out what kind of camp he's going to. Dudley was being sent to a camp to lose weight. Harry thought this was so funny but never let his aunt and uncle see this, as he would be in a lot of trouble.

Harry opened the refrigerator and took out a few things. Vernon looked over in Harry's direction. "Clean your mess." Vernon then looked back down at his papers. This surprised Harry as usually he had to eat with everyone else or he was not eating at all. Then he remembered the howler. As he made himself a few chicken sandwiches, he laughed silently. When he had finished making his snack, he put the leftovers back in the refrigerator and got out some juice. Then he made his way back up to his room. He ate, and then got ready for bed. He lay there for a while thinking about what it was going to be like living with the Weasley's. The thoughts excited him, but before he knew it he was asleep.