Chapter Three

The Letter of Mystery

          To Harry's surprise he slept all through the night. When he awoke he said to himself, It was all a dream. I dreamt I was watching my parents being killed, and I dreamt that the Dursleys gave me presents for my birthday. However, everything Harry though was totally false. He did dream that he watched his parents get killed, and he did receive presents from the Dursleys for his birthday. The proof was lying right in front of him on his desk, the letter to Sirius and the presents he had gotten.

            It took a while for Harry to come to his senses, but when he finally did, he went downstairs for breakfast. But, yet again, he was shocked by what he saw, or rather, what he didn't see.

            When Harry reached the bottom of the stairs he was taken aback. Nobody was there. No Dudley, no Aunt Petunia, and no Uncle Vernon. Harry looked all over, but they were no where to be found. So many thoughts raced through his head including, What if Voldemort is here? So, Harry did the first logical thing that came to mind he ran upstairs, grabbed his wand, and went next door to Mrs. Figg's house. When he got there, she said, "Hurry. Come in!"

            Harry was confused. So the first thing he did was ask, "Where are the Dursleys?"

            "I'm afraid I'm not the one to tell you," she replied. "However, there is one thing I can tell you. Harry, I am you temporary secret-keeper.

            "I disguised myself as Cookshanks, Hermione's cat. Before she bought me I told her who I was, and that I would turn into a ginger cat. Then I asked her to choose me as her pet so I could protect you. She immediately agreed."

            "So that's why Voldemort hasn't come to finish me off," Harry remarked, trying to take it all in.

            "Yes," Mrs. Figg replied.

Almost immediately after she finished, Hedwig appeared. As soon as she did, Harry pointed his wand and shouted, "Accio Letter!" And his letter to Sirius appeared. Then he strapped it to her leg, and she flew off.

             "You will remain with me for the rest of the summer," Mrs. Figg continued. "Oh, yes. This is for you." And she handed him a familiar looking envelope. It was Hogwarts. The letter read:

            Dear Mr. Potter,

            We are sorry to inform you that you are to report to Hogwarts early. Professor Dumbledore will meet you in the Leaky Cauldron on the 10th of August to accompany you with your school shopping.

            Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy headmistress

            Harry stood there, awestruck, taking in what he just read.