Chapter 4: The Anonymous Letter
Harry woke up the next day feeling very tired. He noticed that it was still dark out and noticed that Hedwig awoke him. There was another owl perched on the open window. It had a letter attached to it's thin leg. Harry noticed that the letter was addressed to him. He untied the letter off the owl's foot and noticed it was heavy like it had something in it. He quickly opened the letter. It read:
Dear Harry,
Please take this as a gift and use it wisely. Do not let anyone have it and don't do anything with it you're not sure about. This is very precious and you must keep it safe at all costs no matter what. This is very powerful and it can do very much harm so please do not use this on anything or don't try to study it.
The letter was not signed. He took the item out of the envelope. It was a medallion that bore these words:
The Medallion of Destruction
He turned the medallion around and he saw something that made Harry almost faint. He saw a carving that looked exactly the same as his scar. He could tell this was older then he was. He suddenly had strange thoughts flooding his mind. Could Voldermort have anything to do with this? He noticed he was trembling and he put it in his trunk and tried to go back to sleep. He checked outside and the sun was rising. Mrs. Weasley knocked on the door. "Get up you two!" She said from behind the door. "All right, All right mum we're coming," said Ron with a muffled voice. Harry bolted up and automatically opened the door. Mrs. Weasley stopped him for a moment. "Are you all right, dear?," asked Mrs. Weasley. "You have huge bags under your eyes," she said. "Yes I am fine, I just didn't get that much sleep that's all," he answered. He went downstairs after going to the bathroom and sat down in a chair at the table next to Fred and Ron. "You seem tired Harry," said Ron. At these words, Harry suddenly just slipped into sleep and his face fell flat into his porridge. Ron tugged on the back of his shirt and he felt his face come out of his porridge, but he could feel all of it on his face. "Oh dear," said Mrs. Weasley. She handed him a paper towel that came out of nowhere. "Thanks," he said tiredly. He finally felt wide awake.
The rest of the day Fred and George were calling Harry "porridge face" nonstop. Harry thought it was funny actually. Mrs. Weasley was out buying everyone's things at Diagon Alley. She came back before sunset and gave them all of their stuff. Ron, as usual, was complaining about how he got second hand and that Mrs. Weasley bought Harry new items. Harry noticed how late Mrs. Weasley bought the items, since they had to get to the Hogwarts Express in only a week. "So how are we exactly going to get there, mum?" Asked Fred. "Ministry cars, Fred," answered Mrs. Weasley.
The rest of the week was fun, counting that they played Quidditch everyday outside until it was time to go to Platform 9 ¾. Hermione usually kept to herself in Ginny's room, reading books and studying for the beginning of the school year. Harry also kept to himself only on the day before going to the Kings Cross station, looking at the medallion. They all went to bed that night and woke up by Mrs. Weasley shaking them.