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.
- Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone by J. K. Rowling
Description: Aunt Petunia is just in the middle of dyeing some of Dudley's old clothes grey for Harry (as a school uniform for Stonewall High) when the letter for Harry arrives. I incorporated the grey of the new uniform into this yarn, as well as the colours of the envelope and emerald green ink, and I spun in two letter charms - as we know, there will be more letters than just the one.
Fibre Types: merino wool, linen
Colours: grey, beige, green
Add-Ins: beige thread, letter charms
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