Dear Professor McGonagall,
'Harry' will not be attending your school… As 'Harry' is currently busy being a host to a very important demon.. Me.
You see, I was traveling around England with my father some years ago when I ran across this cute little boy playing alone on a swing… Covered in bruises. Bleeding though his shirt. Starving and all alone.. Poor little thing… and as i was walking past this dejected little boy, I noticed a scar on his head...
'No!' I thought to myself.. 'This couldn't be THE Harry potter! Not the boy-who-lived!' It was…
I went over to him, and asked him what had happened to him… He opened up to me immediately.
Apparently the poor boy was being beaten by his uncle… neglected by his aunt.. And hounded daily by his cousin. We talked for hours and hours, and before long, he trust me implicitly. I then offer to save him from his family and right the wrongs that had been done to him, if he would only agree to share something with me.. His body. He said yes, reluctantly, but yes none the less…
It was only then that I took possession of his body.
The death certificates of all three of the Dursleys in the Surry police department should be proof enough that I held up my end of the deal.
So, knowing that the Demon/wizard pact of 1860.… and since he invited me in…. He and his magic are mine.
So Sorry for your lose…
Alexial, Son of Azazel. Demon Commander.