Harry sat on his small bed shivering. The Dursley's were out for the night and he was locked in his cupboard. A small voice began to speak.
"Mommy if you can hear me I just wanted to say hi again. I hope you got my last message. I really miss you even though I haven't met you, but you must be better than this place. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon treat me awful, but I know I must be here for a reason. Mommy I just wish you were here to sit with me and tell me stories, and then maybe people could actually like me. If you were here, Tell Daddy I say hi. Guess what Mommy? Tomorrow's my birthday I am going to be six. Do you think I'll actually get presents tomorrow? I hope so, but I don't think so. Soon maybe something magical will happen and I'll get away from here. That would be a dream come true. But Mommy I just want to see you soon, we would finally be together and play. That would be so much fun. Well I think they just got home so I should go. Bye I love you."
Harry went to sleep that night and when he woke up nothing had happened like he had hoped it was just a normal day. But in a few years to come something magical would happen….
