Friday, 9 August 2013

The Letter Arrives

"HARRY POTTER IS NOT REAL!!!", Aunt Marge yelled, probably for the hundredth time that afternoon as she tried dragging Casper to his room, "We are expecting guests in a couple of hours, get ready and Comb your hair BOY!", she said as she went about cleaning the house but Casper wouldn't budge. It was his 11th Birthday, Harry had got his Hogwarts letter on his 11th and he was expecting one too. He had been sitting behind the window for hours, expecting an owl to come up any moment.

"Should I call off the party??", Aunt Marge had come back. Aunt Marge was the closest Casper had to a family. He was not even sure if Marge was his real aunt. Casper never knew his parents. He was told they died of a car crash  but that he did not believe for he sometimes had visions of the night they died. He could remember a splash of red light, a loud noise and nothing else. He could swear it was a curse, that his parents were magical folks and he, Casper, like Harry was a saviour of the magical world.

But at that very moment he had to save himself from Aunt Marge who had finally lost her patience. So he ran, he ran for the door and just as he opened it he saw it. A LETTER!!! The envelope containing it had the customary Hogwarts seal and Logo.


Casper was overwhelmed with joy for he had finally got what he always wanted, a letter from Hogwarts. Of all the years that Aunt Marge had not believed him, today was his day. "Aunt Marge,Look at this!!" he shouted with joy and turned the letter to look at his name but the letter wasn't for him. It read :

   Mr.Kevin Monroe
   The Smallest Bedroom in the 2nd floor
   Casperville Manson
   13 A Baker Street