AE: Please R&R this is my first story. So tell me how you like it!
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It was a mild sticky morning on Privet Drive. Harry and the Dursley's were eating their breakfast of bacon and toast, when suddenly a brown barn owl swooped into
Dudley's orange juice. " HARRY! THIS IS ALL YOUR DOING BOY. WHEN WE TOOK YOU INTO THIS HOUSE WE EXPECTED YOU TO KEEP YOUR ABNORMATLY TO YOURSELF!" Uncle Veron screamed with rage. Aunt Petunia nodded sternly looking at Harry. "He's got a letter." Dudley whimpered. Dudley tried to bend over far enough to reach the letter, which was quite hard because of his enormous weight. "Don't move boy." Uncle Veron yelled at Harry. "Father, it's addressed to me." Dudley said quietly. His Aunt and Uncle's face swiveled in his direction. "I didn't have anything to do with it." Harry pleaded.
Everyone was circled around Dudley as his fat trembling fingers opened the yellowish parchment. Dudley began to read out loud. "Dear Mr. Dudley Dursley, we are pleased to announce that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is your supply list and ticket for the Hogwarts Express at Platform 9 ¾. Please send to enclosed form by reply owl no later than August 20. Sincerely Professor McGonagall." Dudley read. The Dursley's were speechless. "But he can't come to Hogwarts, he is a Muggle." Harry said. "Your wrong." Aunt Petunia whispered.
Everyone turned around to look at her. "Ok dear. Tell me what you know. I demand to know this instant." Said Uncle Veron menacingly. "I. I. I." She couldn't find the words to express her knowledge. "I think I will go up to my room now." Dudley muttered. "YOU STAY RIGHT HERE SON. We are going to wait until your MOTHER gives us and explanation." Uncle Veron demanded.
Aunt Petunia took a deep breath and began. "It was a long time ago. When my sister and I were just kids. I was the same age as her as everyone already knows. We were twins and we both could never accept that. One day she got that wretched letter and went off to that wretched school. Over the summer before her 6th year, she had a lot of holiday homework. Part of her assignment was to pluck a hair from each of her family's heads and but them in a sealed glass. As far as she knew she was to analyze them and find out how much magic was in each of us. Our parents tested to be normal Muggles, but I had 10% magic in me. She did the test over and over with the same result. I guess they saw something in Dudley that made him look like a wizard." "HE is not going to that freak school with Harry." Uncle Veron yelled. "I'm afraid he'll have to. Once they want him to attend they are going to persist until he actually does." Aunt Petunia said scornfully. "I'll fill out the form and return the owl." Harry suggested. "You do that boy and you better not hurt my son while he's there." Uncle Veron said icily.
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I hoped you liked it and I will have Chapter Two done soon!