AN: Thank you so much for the reviews, it made my heart flutter with joy. So here is the new chapter and I wish that you would like it. Mimi
AN2: I had a reviewer point out some mistakes regarding this chapter, so here is the updated version.
The morning after receiving his Hogwarts letter, Harry was cooking breakfast while trying to come up with a solution to his problem. He didn't know how he could write the school to tell them that he wanted to attend, and come to think of it even if he wrote to them how would he be able to pay tuition? The Dursleys sure as hell won't be spending money on him.
Lost in his thoughts, Harry was startled when he heard the shrill scream of his Aunt. Taking the eggs from the skillet, he turned around to find out what made her make such a noise. In her hands Petunia held a stack of letters, and the topmost one was a very familiar crème one.
Petunia turned her head towards her husband and whispered "They know Vernon, they know."
Not understanding what his wife was talking about, the man walked to her side and looked at what had her so spooked.
After seeing the letter, Vernon turned an alarming shade of red and started shouting "No I won't have it, they can't just send these letters, we are a respected family and we will have no such nonsense in our lives. Burn that letter Pet and let us never think of it again." Nodding his head resolutely, Vernon was about to get back to his paper, secure in the knowledge that his wife would take care of the cursed letter; but before he could take more than a step his wife called his name again "Vernon! Look at the address Vernon; they are watching us, Look!"
Having the letter thrust under his nose, Vernon didn't have a choice but to read the address, afterwards he paled then turned an such angry shade of red that Harry thought that his Uncle's head would burst into flames. "THOSE GOOD FOR NOTHING FREAKS, SPYING ON THE HOME OF A RESPECTABLE FAMILY LIKE US. NO, I WON'T HAVE IT."
Vernon turned, intending to burst out of the house and show any freak that was lurking around why they shouldn't try to spy on him.
Petunia rushed after her husband and blocked his way "You can't Vernon, you simply can't. What if they do something to you? No all we can do is try to make them understand that the Boy wouldn't be attending their cursed school and …"
In the middle of her sentence Petunia seemed to remember for the first time that Harry was standing right there in the same room as them. Turning her gaze at him, she glared and grabbed him by the arm, pulling him and throwing him out of the kitchen before he could so much as speak a word; then she slammed the door in his face and left him standing there with a dazed expression on his face.
Shaking his head, Harry turned around and headed to his cupboard to try and sort the tangle of thoughts running in his head. But one thing was for sure, whatever this school was, his Aunt and Uncle already knew about it and they didn't seem inclined to allow him to attend.