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!~Chapter2~!~The Letter~!

Harry woke early in the morning, and walked downstairs into the kitchen. He knew his aunt was going to tell him to make breakfast. So, he did. He took out the bacon, the eggs, the bread and started to cook.

"Good, you're up." A plump man, wearing a grey suit, said.

This man put Harry to shame. Harry was only wearing a pair of old brown pants and a blue t-shirt. His black hair messy and his round black glasses on the top of his nose.

"Bring my coffee" The plump man, Uncle Vernon, said. His grey hair was combed back a little more than usually. Harry knew he was meeting an important customer that day. "A paying customer is a good customer" Vernon liked to say.

"Yes, sir" Said Harry, pouring the coffee into a big mug, and handing it to his uncle.

"Good morning, Vernon" Said a boney faced woman, Aunt Petunia, walking into the kitchen with a plump boy by his side. The boy was Harry's cousin, Dudley. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon loved him. He was Harry's age, but Harry loathed him.

Harry put the eggs, bacon, and toast on three different plates and put them on the table. He handed his aunt a mug filled with coffee also, and gave Dudley a glass of orange juice. Then he started to wash the dishes.

"Ah! That Black man is on the loose again!" Vernon shouted. Harry was silent as he heard this.

"What does it say?" Petunia asked, spreading butter on her toast.

"'Sirius Black, accused for killing 12 people at once, is on the run again after disapearing mysteriuosly for 3 months. He was last seen in the London village slipping through an alley. If you have any information, please contact the police immediatly'" Uncle Vernon read.

Harry finished the dishes, ran up to his room, and grabbed his ink, parchment, quill, and started to write:

Remus,

Did you hear about Sirius? They said in the paper that he was seen in London. Read the article.

Are you going back to teach at Hogwarts this year? Write back when you can, Harry.

He sealed the letter, opened Hedwig's cage, gave the letter to her, and opened his window.

"Please get it," Harry said to himself, as he watched his owl fly out of the window. "Please."