𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄; 𝐡𝐩 𝐰𝐭𝐦

CHAPTER THREE

[Harry leaves the living room area into the hallway and picks up some letters, one of which had his name on it with his address of where he slept. Uncle Vernon and Dudley sit at the table while Aunt Petunia is busy fixing breakfast. Harry walks in with the mail and hands it to Uncle Vernon, then walks to his seat with his letter.]

"I know that letter!" Sirius beamed, shaking in his seat.

"Flower, look! We'll see him open his acceptance letter. How wonderful." James rushed, taking Lily's hands in his.

Harry watched his parents, having sat right between them. Lily's eyes sparkled slightly, a smile reaching her face as she laughed at James excitement. Their son watched on, a longing feeling in his heart. He actually met his parents, his family. They were whole again.

Vernon: [after reading a postcard] Oh, Marge is ill! Ate a funny whelk.

[Dudley suddenly notices Harry's letter and runs to grab it from him and give it to his father.]

"That boy is awfully rude, don't you think?" Alice spoke to Molly.

"He is indeed. Those parents did an awful job raising that child." She responded, rolling her eyes at the screen.

Dudley: Dad! Look! Harry's got a letter!

Harry: Hey, give it back! It's mine!

Vernon: Yours? Who'd be writing to you?

"Is he stupid?" Ron asked.

"I'd write to you any day, Harry." Hermoine told him, patting his shoulder.

"I bet that there was a great ton of people who wanted to write to him," George commented, to which Fred nodded, "I know Ron did."

The twins snigger at their embarrassed brother.

[The family gathers to look at the address. There is a broken seal on the letter. The family looks up and Harry gulps. Much later, another owl flies by with a letter and drops it off. Inside, Vernon grabs a handful of letters and rips them up. In the closet, Harry hears a whirring noise. He looks out at Vernon drilling wood over the letterbox opening.]

"Okay, now how is he going to get his mail? Dumbass." Halley pointed out, rolling her eyes.

"He could have just let Harry open the letter." Regulus said aloud.

"Doing all that for nothing is what I'm saying." His daughter chuckled.

Vernon: No more mail through this letterbox.

[Harry quietly closes the cupboard door. The next day, Vernon and Petunia are outside the door. Vernon is about to head off to work. Petunia kisses his cheek.]

"Ew, keep it Pg." Ginny grumbled.

Petunia: Have a lovely day at the office, dear.

[She stops, looks and sees a bunch of owls.]

Vernon: Shoo! Go on!

[She notices something and pats Vernon on the shoulder to get his attention, and what they see is more letters addressed to Harry.]

Hermoine sighed, "It's funny how they thought that they could prevent Harry from seeing the letters. He's like, one of the most famous people in the wizarding world."

"Right? And Professor McGonagall wouldn't have stopped at two letters, not at all." Remus added on, smiling up at the said professor.

[Later, Petunia is cracking a egg into a bowl, and what instead comes out is a folded-up letter. She cracks another one, but another letter comes out as well. She then cracks yet another one, but the same happens again. She stares at the letter, and then she hears the owls screeching. She draws her attention to the outside of the window, and what she sees is four owls sitting on some garden chairs. Petunia then screams and runs off.]

"Where did all those owls even come from?" Neville muttered.

"Neville here is asking the right questions." Fred laughed.

[Much later, Vernon is tossing letters into the fireplace. Harry comes around the corner. Vernon grins evilly and tosses more in. The scene fades to the next day, the family is sitting around, Harry is serving cookies.]

"I'm going to see that ugly grin in my nightmares now." Sirius mumbled, elbowing James.

"Good luck, piss the bed if you will." He laughed, to which Sirius let out a dramatic gasp of offence.

Vernon: Fine day Sunday. In my opinion, best day of the week. Why is that, Dudley?

Harry: [when Dudley shrugs and didn't answer, as Harry hands a cookie to Vernon] Because there's no post on Sunday?

Vernon: Ah, right you are, Harry. No post on Sunday. Ha! No blasted letters today. No, sir. Not one single bloody letter, not one. [Harry sees a shadow outside the window. Outside, millions of owls are perched.] No, sir, not one blasted, miserable-

"We all saw that coming."

[As Vernon was talking, a letter shoots out of the fireplace and zips across Vernon's face, cutting him off. There is a rumbling and then millions of letters come shooting out of the fireplace. The family shrieks in horror as Harry watches in amazement.]

The Great hall is filled with laughter as the scene played.

Dudley: AHH! Make it stop! Please make it stop! [He jumps on Petunia's lap as she and Vernon continue screaming] What is it? Please tell me what's happening!

[Harry jumps onto the coffee table to grab a letter. He gets one and starts to run away. Vernon jumps up as well.]

His friends gasp in disbelief, "Oh Harry."

He turned to look away, embarrassed by his past actions.

"Just like James, just like James." Lily's friends tutted, patting Lily on the shoulder.

Vernon: Go away! Ahh! Give me that! Give me that letter!

[He chases Harry and grabs him before Harry gets into his closet.]

"We're all going to start our career as murders once we exit this hall, I swear." James said through gritted teeth.

Harry: Get off! Ahh!

[Vernon restrains Harry as several letters begin to shoot everywhere around the house.]

Vernon: Ahh!

Harry: They're my letters! Let go of me!

"That's what I'm taking about! Stand up for your self, slay." Ginny cheered, laughing at herself. Luna let out a soft laugh too.

[The wood plank nailed in front of the letterbox finally breaks from the excess pressure of the letters shooting through the letter.]

Vernon: That's it! We're going away! Far away! Where they can't find us!

Dudley: Daddy's gone mad, hasn't he?

"I believe what your trying to say is, 'dads gone even mad'." Sirius chuckled at Peters comment.

[Petunia watches with a horrified look on her face, knowing that Dudley may be right.]

"The only thing he's ever said that was right." Harry laughed, looking at Halley.