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Dear Tumblr and those that choose to follow,
Sorry I haven’t been very present recently. My life has been very busy these last couple of weeks. I have…
- been babysitting my aunt’s baby.
- been busy looking for a job.
- been to a festival
- simply been enjoying summer.
I here-by solemnly swear to make more of an effort not to neglect you,
Harry picked it up and stared at it, his heart twanging like a giant elastic band. No one, ever, in his whole life, had written to him. Who would? He had no friends, no other relatives — he didn’t belong to the library, so he’d never even got rude notes asking for books back. Yet here it was, a letter, addressed so plainly there could be no mistake: Mr. H. Potter The Cupboard under the Stairs 4 Privet Drive Little Whinging Surrey. The envelope was thick and heavy, made of yellowish parchment, and the address was written in emerald-green ink. There was no stamp.