To whom it may concern
LAST CHAPTER
"Oh, have I touched a nurve?"
"Shut up, Dudley, just shut up," Harry said calmly. He had heard enough.
NOW
Harry walked to his room in silence. He was still mad at Dudley for what he said. Was it really true that he screamed Sirius' s name as he dreamt him falling through the Vail? It was possible. When he got inside the room, shut the door and slid down it to the floor. He then noticed three owls on his desk. He already knew the first two as Pig, Ron's owl, and Hedwig, his own. But he didn't know the last one. It was too early for his Hogwarts letter or his OWLs to come. He went over to the foreign owl to relieve it of its letter. Much to his surprise he found it to be from Hermione.
Dear Harry,
How have you been doing? My summer's been going great. Mum took me to a new bookstore that opened up in Diagon Alley. It is so big. It was great. Mum bought me ten new books. Have you heard from Ron yet? He hasn't written me all summer. I hope he has been doing his homework. Have you started yet? I have all mine done. I bet you probably knew that, for as long as you've known me. It's been what, almost six years?
Oh, by the by, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Wow, just think, you're sixteen now. You could get your driving licence. Wouldn't that be cool? You could come drive and visit me. That is, if Dumbledor would let you. Well, I have to go now. Bye.
Love,
Hermione
The mention of Dumbledor brought anger to him. Harry was still mad at Dumbledor for keeping the damn prophecy from him. 'Wait, love?' Harry scanned the letter again. Just as he thought. He was used to her saying that on all her letters, and figured she wrote that on Ron's too. Mabe he was blowing it way out of proportion. He didn't know why it was bothering him now of all times. Besides, she was his best friend. Ok, mabe she liked him alittle more than a friend, he didn't like her like that. Did he?
All thoughts were put aside when he heard his uncle call him downstairs in that loving tone of voice he had always spoken to his nephew with. Wondering what in the hell he did now, he cautiously made his way down to the kitchen where his qoute and unquote "family" was having there breakfast.
"Listen well, boy. We, meaning everbody excluding you, are taking a much needed family vaction for the summer to Australia to visit relatives. You will not being staying at Mrs. Figg's, seeing as you seem to enjoy that. You will stay here and not cause any trouble. And do not tell "them" we left you alone. Do you understand me," Vernon said. Harry couldn't believe it. He thought this to be a good dream and did not answer for fear someone would jump out and yell April Fools at him. "I said do you understand?"
"Yes, Uncle Vernon. No trouble and do not tell "them" you left me alone. Anything else I'm missing"
"Yes, there is. I will not be leaving you money for food and what not, so I will take you to that blasted bank of yours so you can get your money out. You can have your "friends" over as long as you clean up after yourselves and they have to be gone before we get back, but that won't be a problem seeing as we won't be back until after you leave for school. Also, I have arranged to get a used car for you so you can get around. I will be taking you to get your licence in a few minutes. Isn't today your sixteenth birthday? Yes it is, isn't it? So think of this a present for all of your others. You know, boy, you should be kissing my arse for this. I'm giving you a summer of freedom. Now let's go," Vernon said getting up.