620I was trying to kick up an idea and figured why the hell not update something from the past even it was a blurb.
Enjoy
"Harry, get down here right now!"
Harry sighed at the tone his grandmother had, and replied in the only manner he had in return, "Sirius did it! I don't know what it is but it was my Dogfather's fault!"
The eleven year old boy stood there in silence for a moment, then his Grandma broke out laughing and called out, "Good save little one, but you aren't in trouble. You got a letter."
Alright...no having to redirect retribution is now not in effect...
What would Dora do?
A complete unknown?
Well with nothing to work with there was only one solution.
Make it someone else's problem.
Then run and or catch everything behind her on fire.
Nodding to himself the boy shouted back with, "A letter from who?"
Flicking open the brass zippo lighter in his hand he paused as his grandmother yelled back, "Hogwarts!"
Well...fine...
Flicking the lighter closed and silently apologizing to his cousin that arson was not in fact on the table while stuffing it back into his pocket he trudged downstairs, to see Grandma and Grandpa seated next to his great uncle Arcturus, god-father Sirius, and all his aunts.
All of his aunts.
Which meant...oh no.
"Oh who is adorable and going to a magical castle!"
Auntie Bellatrix rushed forward and picked him up spinning him around before placing him back on the ground, ruffling his hair, kissing his forehead while he did his level best to not fall over due to his rather well earned dizzy spell.
Auntie Andromeda and Auntie Narcissa, exasperated by their sister's antics as they were, managed to pull her back long enough for Grandpa to speak up, "You are aware of what this is, but it's a rite of passage to read it on your own. Take it son, and embrace tomorrow."
Taking the letter, and ignoring the fact that Sirius was practically vibrating he read the header silently
Harry James Potter
[REDACTED], England
Second Room on the Right of the Seventh Floor
"Huh... Well I suppose I need to get another wand then, right?"
At that Auntie Cissy smirked and nodded, "Yes, the one they know about at the very least."