Harry ripped out a piece of parchment, only to be bothered by Hedwig. She had just returned with a letter. Harry un-hooked the letter, gave Hedwig a nice treat, and read the letter.
Dear Harry,
It's good news to me to hear that your stay isn't as horrible as usual. I was worried about you and your well being. I know life must be tough, but tough it out. I'm sure we'll meet soon enough. I might be going to the Burrow in the nearer future. I'm sure Dumbledore will allow you to come and join. I hope to see you there.
With love,
Hermione
She was worried about my well being? That's good news, I guess. He noticed he was just rambling on about the letter when he got on himself about writing to Ron.
Dear Ron,
Dumbledore sent me a letter saying I can leave. He also said that you already knew...you weren't planning a surprise birthday arrival, were you? Anyway, is it OK, if I come stay with you guys? I need to get out of here!!
You friend,
Harry
He looked up at Hedwig. I'll let you rest a while. I'm going to eat.
He walked into the kitchen and sat down. He gulped down a breath and blurted out.
"Is it okay if I leave? I don't want to be here and you don't want me here. I suppose you've read the letter, so you should know what I'm talking about." Harry stated.
Uncle Vernon glared at him and then switched to Petunia.
"Well, what do you think?" He asked.
"For our good, I say we let him leave. Let him be with his own kind." Petunia said with that sort of we're-too-good-for-you tone.
"Well then, notify your freaky little friends and be gone! We don't want you hear anymore than you want to be here! Now, get out! No dinner!" Uncle Vernon exclaimed.
He ran upstairs, ready to send the letter. He took Hedwig out and asked if she was up for another journey. It seemed like she didn't want to do it, but still stood as still as possible so Harry could latch the letter.
"Thanks, I'll see you in a bit. Get yourself something nice to eat while you're out, too!" Harry said to her.
He watched her fly away into the distance and then sat down and started to read a new quidditch book he had bought a while back in Hogsmeade, but forgot about it. Even on an empty stomach, nothing could damper his spirits and thoughts about the rest of the summer.
