Ambree and Harry Potter

Letters

Next morning an owl flew and dropped two letters and sat on top of the chimney.

"And smile"

Dudley smiled with his red private school uniform and did thumbs up. Petunia took a picture.

"Vernon, just look at him i can't believe it"

Petunia looked at Harry and Ambree.

"One of you. Go get the post. GO!"

Harry looked at his sister who was on her way to stand up. He waved her off and she smiled at him.

When he got the post he found two letters one with a
'Mr. H. Potter' and one with 'Ms. A. Potter'
He read on it
'The cupboard under the stairs, 4 Privet drive. Little whinging Surrey'.

He smiled, walked back into the kitchen at gave one letter to his very confused sister.

"Oh, Marge is ill. Ate a funny whelk" Vernon said

Dudley looked at their letters and snatched them

"Dad, look. Harry and Ambree's got a letter"

"It's ours, give it back!" Ambree snapped

"Yours? Who'd be writing to you two?" Vernon laughed

The Dursleys looked at the letter. Vernon and Petunia looked at eachother with wide eyes.

An owl dropped two more letters again and Vernon ripped them apart.

"No More mails through this letterbox."

Harry was playing with some solider toys and Ambree was writing something. They peaked out and saw Vernon blocking the letterbox.

More owls arrived and even more letters popped up.

Petunia tried to bake in the kitchen but the eggs had letters in.

Vernon burned all their letters happily while Harry and Ambree just watched.

On a Sunday Vernon was very happy

"Fine day, sunday. Best day on the week. Why is that Dudley?"

"Because there's no posts on Sundays?"

"Right you are Harry" Vernon said happily

Ambree just glared at Vernon.

A lot of owls were sitting outside the house and suddenly a LOT of letters flew in. And the Dursleys panicked. Harry and Ambree happily tried to snatch the letters but Vernon stopped them from doing so.

"Give me that letter"

Even more and more letters flew in.

"That's it! Were going away. Far away were they can't find us!"

"Daddy's got mad. Hasn't he?"

A litle house in the middle of the stormy ocean is shown Vernon and Petunia were peacefully sleeping on the bed, Dudley on the couch and the twins on the cold floor. They made a cake on the sand with a
'Happy birthday Harry and Aubree' on it
They glanced at Dudleys watch and it was 12:00 on it.