Lucy's POV.
"Lucy wake up. Luuucy. Come on Lu waky-waky…Hey sleepy head." I heard Harry whisper as my eyes came open. He was standing above me. I looked at the time, it was six in the morning. I got out of bed and Harry and I went down stairs. We do this every morning so we can eat before everyone else. At first it was a secrete, but now aunt and uncle know. It's Sunday which means uncle will be happy. Monday Harry got this strange letter, aunt and uncle wouldn't let him have it (I don't know why). Ever since them the same letter has been coming. That's why uncle will be happy, because there is no post on Sundays. We entered the kitchen, I went to sit down while Harry went to make things. Harry made us eggs and toast while I looked out the window. There were several owls out there which was strange, we never really see owls around here. Harry fixed our plates and we sate at the table quietly eating. We were done in thirty minutes. We washed our plates, dried them and put them away. We went back to out room to get changed after that. I was trying to decide weather or not to tell Harry about the owls,. I decided that it wasn't important s I left it alone.
It was eight by the time aunt came and banged on our door to come down. By this time everyone has eaten breakfast. I went into the living room and Harry went to get the cookies from the kitchen that aunt made. As I heard Harry come in I was on my way to the chair by the window. I like to look out at the other kids riding there bikes up and down the street, and the sun feels good beating on my face. I could here uncle start talking about the post and asking Dudley why he liked Sundays. Dudley of course was too busy stuffing his face with cookies (he discuses me sometime with how much he eats) to answer. So Harry answered instead.
"No post on Sunday's."
After that I rolled my eyes, quit listening, and went back staring out the window. I started to daydream when something caught my eye. It was another owl. I lifted my head from my hand to look more out the window. My eyes widened all over there where owls, big ones, small ones, all kinds. The house then started to shake a little. I looked back at Harry and he looked as confused as me. Then what happened I will never forget. Letters flew out of the fireplace. They were going everywhere. I just stood there amassed at what I was seeing. Harry got on the coffee table and tried to get one of the many letters flying around. (Why he didn't just pick one up off the floor I will never understand) He finally caught one and ran off. Uncle followed him, aunt, Dudley, and I ran after. He caught Harry at our door, I could see Harry struggling to get out of his grip. Uncle then yelled that we had to get far away where they couldn't find us. Who was he talking about?
Authors note: The next chap. will have Hagrid, Harry and Lucy finding out. I will start working on it as soon as I can. Tell friends about my story. I will be working on putting u[ some other stories besides this one, so watch for others. Reviews would be nice please, I could use some feedback, I am new at this.