The so called 'escape' of the boa constrictor turned into one of the longest punishments the two have had yet. The boa constrictor actually curled around Emma, who was so weak she couldn't even move. By the time they were allowed out the summer holiday had begun and Dudley had already broken his new Video Camera, crashed his remote control airplane, and, first time on his racing bike, knocked down poor Mrs. Figg as she crossed Privet Drive on her Crutches.

The two were glad that school was over, But now there was no escaping Dudley's gang, who visited the house every single day. Every one in the group was big and stupid but since Dudley was the biggest and the stupidest he was the leader. The rest were quite alright with Dudley's Sport: Potter hunting.

This was why Harry spent as much time as he could outside of the house, wandering around the streets. Emma tried to but had to do so much work never really got the chance.

As Harry walked the streets he thought about the end of summer holidays. Harry would finally get to go to secondary school while Dudley went to Smeltings, the old private school Uncle Vernon went to. He would be free of Dudley. But unfortunately going to secondary school meant leaving Emma Behind. Emma wasn't weak. Harry knew that. But she depended on Harry because Harry was all the family she had.

"They stick your head down the toilet the first day at Stonewall." Dudley said. He thought it was hilarious how he himself got to go to Smeltings and Harry would be going to Stonewall High the local public school. "We should go up and practice."

"No thanks I don't think the toilets had anything worse then your head down it … It might be sick." Harry said and ran away before Dudley could comprehend what he had said. Harry ran into the back yard to see Emma putting away the mower, Harry frowned that was his job.

"Hi Harry." Emma said tiredly. "Sorry… I did the lawn. I thought you could use a break." She said. That was Emma for you. She would do anything for her brother because she loved him.

"You didn't have to do that." He said

"But I did." She replied smiling slightly at him. Emma rarely Smiled. If you saw Emma smile you were lucky. But Emma was so beautiful that you also couldn't help but love her. Let me describe Emma. She had Red wavy hair, that was usually pulled up. and silver eyes with bit of green playing at the edges. She also had little freckles along her nose and cheeks. Emma was short and skinny because she was always underfed. "Now come hep me with the garden." She said heading towards the front lawn.

One day in July Aunt Petunia took Dudley out to buy his new smelting uniform. Which meant the two Potters would stay with Mrs. Figg's. Mrs Figg wasn't as bad as usual because she had broken her leg tripping over one of her cats, so she wasn't two fond at the moment. But she did let Harry and Emma watch the Television and eat Chocolate cake that tasted as if it had been there for a while.

That night Dudley walked around the house showing of his Smeltings uniform. It was a Maroon tail coat with orange Knickerbockers and a flat straw hat called a Boater. He carried a long knobby stick which the kids at Smeltings used to beat one another when the teacher wasn't looking. Dudley took great pleasure in practicing on Emma.

As Uncle Vernon saw Dudley in the orange Knickerbockers he said gruffly that this was the proudest moment of his life. Aunt Petunia Burst into tears and said she could believe It was her Ickle Dudleykins, he looked so handsome and Grownup. Harry and Emma didn't trust themselves to speak. But before they went to bed Dudley gave Emma one last hit in the ribs and it seemed only Harry and Emma heard the sickening crack it let out.

That night Emma slept with the snake wrapped around her ribs tightly so that her ribs would stay straight.

The next morning Emma and Harry awoke to an awful smell coming from the kitchen. They took turns getting dressed, Emma wearing a baggy shirt, so the snake wasn't visible, and then they went to investigate. The smell seemed to be coming from a large metal tub in the sink. The tub was full of what looked like dirty rags swimming in grey water.

"What is this?" Emma asked politely. Her aunt sneered at the little girl whom she hated.

"Harry's Uniform." Aunt petunia replied Curtly.

Harry looked back into the tub."I didn't know everything had to be so wet." He replied.

"Don't be stupid. I'm dying some of Dudley's old things grey for you. It will look just like everyone else's when I've finished."

Harry and Emma seriously doubted it, but both thought it best not to argue. Harry sat down at the table and tried to not think about how he would look on his first day of school, like he was wearing bits of old Elephant skin probably.

Dudley and Uncle Vernon came in with their noses scrunched up because of the smell. As always Uncle Vernon read the paper and Dudley banged his Smeltings stick across the table, he hadn't let it out of his sight.

"Get the mail Dudley." Uncle vernon said from behind his paper.

"Make Emma get it." Dudley whined.

"Emma get the mail." Uncle vernon said. Emma was placing breakfast on the table.

"Make Dudley get it." Harry said in his sisters defense.

"Dudley poke Harry with your Smeltings Stick." He replied.

Emma went of and fetched the mail, as Harry dodged the stick. There were three things on the doormat. A bill, a postcard from Uncle Vernon's sister and a letter. Emma Turned the letter over and was shocked to see who it was addressed to. There couldn't have been a mistake:

Mr. H. Potter

The cupboard under the stairs

4 Privet Drive

Little Whinging

Surry

The envelope was thick and heavy, made of yellowish parchment and the address and name was written in emerald-green ink. There wasn't a stamp.

Turning the strange letter over Emma saw purple wax seal. It seemed to be a coat of arms. There was a lion an eagle a badger and a snake all surrounding an H.

"Hurry up!" Uncle vernon shouted from the kitchen. "What are you checking for letter bombs?" Uncle Vernon chuckled at his own joke.

Emma returned to the kitchen handed Uncle vernon the post card and the bill and gave Harry's his. Harry slowly began to open the envelope.

Uncle Vernon ripped open the bill, snorted, an then flipped over the post card.

"Marge's ill." He informed Aunt petunia. "Ate a funny whelk…"

"Dad" Dudley said suddenly. "Dad harry's got something." Dudley ripped the letter out of harry's hand and gave it to his Dad.

"No stop thats mine." Harry said trying to retrieve his letter.

"Who could possibly be writing to you?" Uncle Vernon flipped over the letter. His face turned white.