You being Harry’s only friend, you decided to write to him. Harry got the post in the morning as usual. He picked up three letters off the door mat.

One was a post card from Uncle Vermons sister Marge, who was on holiday in the Isle of Wight, a brown envelope that looked like a bill, and a white letter with his name on it:

Harry Potter The Cupboard Under the Stairs 4 Private Drive Surrey

A small smile appeared on his face when he saw ‘The Cupboard Under the Stairs’ he knew exactly who it was.

“Hurry up boy!” Shouted Uncle Vernon from the kitchen. “What are you doing, checking for letter-bombs?” he chuckled at his own joke.

Harry went back into the kitchen, still staring at his letter.

He handed Uncle Vernon the bill and postcard, sat down and began to open his letter from his friend.

Uncle Vernon ripped open the bill, snorted in disgust and flipped over the postcard.

“Marge’s ill,” he informed Aunt Petunia, “Ate a funny whelk …”

“Dad!” said Dudley suddenly, “Dad, Harry’s got a letter!” Harry was on the point of unfolding his letter, when it was jerked sharply out of his hand by Uncle Vernon.

“That’s mine!” Harry said, trying to snatch it back.

“Who’d be writing to you?” Sneered Uncle Vernon, shaking the letter open with one hand.

As he read it aloud.