Wazzzaaaaah! Finally, another chapter (Aaaaah, It's alive!). I know it took a long time, but I was in france, snowboarding, and there was no internetcafé. Anyway, please R,E&R(Read, Enjoy and review).


Chapter 8: More letters

Harry's relatives and Harry were all sitting in the car again. Suddenly, Hernun stopped the car short. Dudley, who wasn't wearing her seatbelts, crashed forward and flew through the window. The others also stepped out of the car. When Harry was outside, he saw the car was standing at the edge of a cliff. "Finally," Uncle Hernun said. "We're here."

"I already knew that," Harry silently mumbled."

"Where's my Duddy?" Retardia exclaimed.

"I'm down beer!" Someone called.

Harry looked over the edge and said. "Looks like Dudley's found us a boat."


After they had all jum ped down, Harry, Hernun and Dudley were sitting in the boat. Retardia wasn't, for she had hit an underwater rock, and nobody felt like getting her out of the water. "Ber are be going, Daddy?" Dudley exclaimed, with lips full of glass.

"Somewhere no one ever comes, huney." Hernun replied.

"Where is that, Daddy?" Dudley pressed on.

"You'll see, Huney. You'll see."


When they finally arrived at the Gatorade store, Hernun tried to light a fire. However, to his great disappointment, the shopkeeper burned just as good as the liquid. ´´Bloody owls, I´ll bet they won´t even come near Gatorade. And if they do, I´ll just have to throw it at ´em.

Harry felt queasy. He didn´t like Gatorade. Dudley looked as if he felt the same.

Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door, and Hernun grabbed his ammo. ´´Stay away, he called,´´ I´m armed, you know!

But the thumping continued. Suddenly, the door crashed out of its hinges, crashing the one who had been knocking. ´´Auch, the person yelped, in a high-pitched voice,´´ get that thing off me, or I´ll kill you all!

Hernun harrumphed. ´´How could you us when you´re under a door? Hernun demanded.

´´I´ll think of something, the voice replied.

´´Ha, Hernun cried, ´´you just stay there until you die, that would suit you right.

´´No, Daddy. Maybe it sells Barbies! Dudley exclaimed.

´´Allright, allright, I´ll get it out." Hernun said, clearly dissapointed. He walked towards the door and...


Cliffy! Hope you all enjoyed it and envie my writing skills (Touch of self selfconfidence). Anyway, if you want to know who's under the door, do review. Cause I aint updating till I got at least five. Mazzel!