I Don't own Harry potter or anything related to it.
Vernon came home from a long day at work. Another company was trying to buy the firm he worked at. He might lose his position if they succeeded. He went upstairs to check up on the kids. As he was about to knock on Dudley's door he heard whispering. Leaning closer to the door he listened in. "Dudley let me have a turn," he heard Harry say. The sound of a computer could be barely heard through the door. "Alright, just after I kill this guy," answered Dudley. The muffled sound of a gunshot came from the computer.
Vernon came through the door. Harry turned off the monitor. Dudley spun around in his chair. "What were you boys just playing," Vernon asked. "N-Nothing Dad," exclaimed Dudley. Vernon sighed and walked to the computer. He turned the monitor back on. A zombie was currently eating the character on screen. " Dudley, Harry, you know your not supposed to play these sorts of games," Vernon said. "It's not that bad," argued Harry,"besides all the other boys in our class are allowed to play them." Vernon looked around the computer and found the case for the game. It had a mature rating. He ejected the game from the computer to the protests of Harry and Dudley and started to leave the room. "We will talk about this more at dinner," Vernon stated before leaving the room.
At Dinner that evening Dudley and Harry sulked. Petunia noticing this asked, "is there anything wrong." Vernon glanced at the boys then looked at his wife. "Do you know what I found our children doing earlier?" he asked. "What?" she replied. "They were playing a mature game on the computer," he answered. " What! they shouldn't even be able to buy those," she answered. She looked at both Harry and Dudley in turn and asked them,"Where did you get this game?". Harry and Dudley looking guilty fidgeted in their seats. "Piers got it for us" Dudley mumbled. " And where did Piers get it?" demanded Vernon. "From his older brother," answered Harry.
Petunia sighed. "Is this the only one you have?" she asked. "Yes, We could only afford one together," stated Harry. "Good, then this is the only game we will have to throw away," announced Petunia. "You Can't!" yelled Dudley. "We bought it with our own money," Harry added."See this as a lesson in learning what you shouldn't spend your money on then," proclaimed Petunia. The boys both starred miserably at their food.
Vernon heard a click. "Ah, That will be the mail then,"said Vernon. He got up from the table to fetch the mail. He flipped through the letters on his way back to the kitchen. Suddenly he stopped. Vernon's hand started to tremble as he looked down at one of the letters. It read, "Mr. H. Potter The Smallest Bedroom 4 Private Drive Little Whinging Surrey." There was no postmark. Vernon opened the letter. Blazoned across the first page was, "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Vernon stopped reading the letter. He placed the letter into his pocket and walked back to the kitchen. "Petunia," he said anxiously,"come her for a moment."
As soon as Petunia stepped into the hallway Vernon shut the door. Vernon faced his wife. " A letter came, from them," he stated pulling out the letter. He handed it to her. Petunia glanced down and then back up at Vernon dismay on her face."What are we going to tell Harry?" she asked,"And what about Dudley?" "Should we even let him go?" she implored. "I think," answered Vernon," that we should find out what Harry wants." Petunia looked at him and then sighed. "You're right,"she conceded,"we will have a talk with him, after dinner." She handed the letter back to Vernon and walked back into the kitchen. Vernon tucked the letter away and followed her in.