When we got home from our trip to Madeline Island, Harriet and Billy came over bearing owls and letters straight from Hogwarts. There was an owl and a letter for each child inviting them to "Hogwarts," aka Universal. Hannah celebrated her 11th birthday in August and Harry Potter got his invitation to Hogwarts on his 11th birthday so Billy came up with some very creative letters and even a poem telling how he got the letters. The kids were thrilled of course, it was so fun to watch them try to figure out what was going on.
T'was a hot summer's night and in the bed room,
The occupants were comfy in the AC cocoon.
H in her mask and B in his cap,
Were both snuggled in for a cool August nap.
When out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter,
We sprang from our beds to see what was the matter.
The moon had gone dark, no stars could we see
A sense of foreboding had come over me.
When all of a sudden a giant of a man
Came up to our door with his cap in his hand.
His hair was all shaggy, his coat was a mess
His look made me nervous I had to confess.
He came to the porch with nary a chuckle
And knocked on our door, nearly making it buckle.
The lights for security were all lit and bright
The yard was no longer serene in the night.
I saw pairs of eyes, all over the place,
But I couldn't make out a familiar face.
Then I noticed the eyes were as bright as an owl's,
Then I saw dozens, and hundreds, of silent night fowls.
They perched in the bushes and branches of trees
I was feeling quite nervous with trembling knees.
With nary a HOOT, nor a flutter of wings,
No noise, just sitting like queens and like kings.
Then the giant reached up, he rapped with his knuckle,
I opened the door for fear it would buckle.
When I saw his broad face, the fears went aside,
And I beckoned to Hagrid to come on inside.
But he said he could not, he was in a big hurry
He called out for Hedwig who came in a flurry
Held tight in his beak he carried his charge
Three letters, official, old, brown, and quite large
One each addressed to Grace, Hannah, and Joe,
But they were not home, so where should he go?
I told him I'd take them, and hold them with care
And when they returned, I would take them to where
They lived in Mount Dora, on the side of a hill
Oft called a hollow, near a lake and a rill.
He pulled from his cloak, a twisted old stick
He waved it around, and gave it a flick.
The lights went all dim, and then it was black
I thought it a dream, but I still had a stack
Of letters for kids when they land from their flight!
I wonder what messages came in that strange night?