" 'What's that?' he snarled, staring at the envelope Harry was still clutching in his hand. 'If it's another form for me to sign, you've got another--'
'it's not,' said Harry Cheerfully. 'It's a letter from my godfather.'
'Godfather?' sputtered Uncle Vernon. 'You haven't got a godfather!'
'Yes I have,' said harry brightly. 'He was my mum and dad's best friend. He's a convicted murderer, but he's broken out of wizard prison and he's on the run. He likes to keep in touch weith me, though... keep up with my news... check if i'm happy....'
And, grinning broadly at the look of horror on Uncle Vernon's face, Harry set off toward teh station exit, Hedwig rattling along infront of him, for what looked like a much better summer than the last."

That would make my summer too... though Iw ouldn't complaine if he were more like... my Lance.