Chapter 4
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If you can't remember the last bit of the last chapter here it is;
After that Harry sent Hewig with both of his letters, he remembered he still had one more letter to go.
Searching through his empty envelopes, Harry seized Hagrid's letter and his parcel and began to rip open the sand colored envelope. The letter inside read,
Dear Harry,
I hope yea' having a good time at the Dursleys. Me and Fang are ok, since what happen in June. Finally I got my new house back, little bigger than usual. After the Death eaters put it to flames there was nothing I could do. Oh and one more thing. This is private so I wouldn't be tellin' anyone since everybody will find out soon enough. The Schools goin' to be openin' again and Professor McGonagall decided that it would be best for Hogwarts to stay open after all that Dumbledore had put into it and all. Well have a good summer. Oh! Almost forgot! Happy Birthday Harry!
From Hagrid
P.S. There's a little something I made for yea'! Make sure to keep it from your cousin of a pig. Ok! Enjoy!
Harry was shocked to find that Hogwarts was opening again. He was glad enough that excitement was again rushing through him. He would be able to see Ron and Hermione.
Over the past day or two, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia now let Harry out of his room only a couple times a day. Because of thee excitement Harry had a smile stretched on his face, and his Aunt and Uncle gave his suspicious looks everytime he saw them.
The only person that seemed to notice Harry was his porky cousin, Dudley. Everytime Harry would see him Dudley seemed to waddle out of the room. Harry just chuckled and continued on his way. Hedwig went missing for a few days, but then once again she came back with fewer letters than before. She plunked the three letters on his bed and lightly flew across the room into her cage. Pulling on a shirt, Harry picked up the nearest letter and began to read the address on the back.
Ron Weasley
The Burrow
Looking at the address, Harry ripped open the letter and quickly read it.
Dear Harry,
My dad says you can come over here for the rest of the summer if you'd like. We can support Muggle cars from my dads work. It'll take a couple of days until you get here but that won't matter. I could send pig this time, he's to tired to make another long trip. When you arrive Hermione will probably be over here by now. Oh and isn't it great that Hogwarts it open again? I just got my school letter today. All of us can go to Diagon Ally and get our books and things. Shouldn't be a problem. Well good luck! Hope you can survive,
From
Ron.
Remembering the last letter of Ron's, a bigger smile spread across his face. Harry set Ron's letter aside and picked up his second letter. The back address read,
Hermione Granger
#11 Kipple dr.
Being filled with more excitement he ripped this letter open as well.
Dear Harry,
I'm so glad that Ron's families letting you stay the rest of the summer. We'll have so much fun, except for the quidditch part, you all know I'm horrible at that sport. My summers still going well, I suppose it's the same for you. I'm going to try and finished my essay that Professor Bins gave during the summer. I'll see you before you know it.
Love,
From,
Hermione
Finishing Hermione's letter Harry wondered who the last letter was from. It was addressed to Harry in very untidy writing, all most the same to Harry's. Completely confused Harry scooped his mysterious letter off the floor. He flipped over the letter, but there was no return address. Even more confused Harry finally opened the strange letter.
He hastily tugged the parchment out of the envelope, not only did the letter fall out but something else, something heavy plunked onto Harry's bed sheets. Ignoring the letter, Harry examined the heavy object that had fallen out of the envelope. It was odd shaped, something that Harry had never seen before. It was almost like a rememberall but it was solid and it had a line round the middle indicating that it was sealed.
Remembering that he still had the letter to read; Harry picked up the crisp piece of parchment in his other hand and carefully unfolded it.
Dear Harry,
Inside of the parchment to thicker papers fell out. He continued to read his letter.
I know I've never contacted you before or even seen you in a long time but I thought I had to since I might not ever see you again after this year. After this letter I hope you'll forgive me for the past 16 years. I fled because I was scared. I so sorry what he did to them, to us! I'm sorry I left but when I came back someone had already take you. I have to go but I'll contact you in a couple of days.
P.S. You have a smart bird!
Love,
From,
Your older sister,
Clair Evans
Re-reading the mysterious letter for the third time Harry was strait as an ironing board. Thoughts were franticly flying through Harry's head.
Older sister? Harry Potter has an older sister? What a thought! And why did she decide to contact him now? Had he met her before? Did she work for the Ministry? Was she a Muggle?
He was stuck on the last question that struck his mind for the longest time. Trying to waste more time, Harry tried to do something to his firebolt to improve it performance; trimming the twigs, polishing the handle or even reading new techniques. But there was nothing he could do to get the thoughts out of his confused mind. Harry finally cleared his bed and with out getting dressed he fell to sleep.