Life in the snake pit.
I awoke sometime late at night with the feeling of being filled. It was now a regular event to wake up this way, every night when he got home from the pub it was straight to my room.
Ever since I was a baby ive been living with my aunt, uncle and cousin. My parents died when I was a baby and I was given to my aunt and uncle to care for me.
My aunt always made sure I was ok after uncle Vernon was done with me, she gave me comfort and made sure I was well fed.
Since I started living there I was living in the cupboard under the stairs, when I was eight my uncle moved me to the smaller bedroom up stairs. He only did that so he could fit in aswell, that's when 'it' started.
After three months I'd had enough.
I've been abused and forced to be a slave for too long.
"girl get down here!" uncle Vernon shouted.
"Coming" I called and ran down stairs.
"I'm going to work, don't bother your aunt and have the attic spotless when I get home" he demanded.
"yes sir" I said and headed up to the attic.
I started wiping dust off everything, I opened the window to air it out and started sweeping the floor. As I was moving some boxes around I found an old trunk with the name Lily potter written on the lid.
I opened it slowly on the top was a letter addressed to me, Alexrandra Potter.
I opened the letter, it read..
Dear Alexrandra
If you are reading this your father and I are dead and our wills have been ignored. You were never meant to live here, we love you lots and hope you live a long happy life.
In this trunk is all my text books from Hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry, yes you're a witch. As well as the books are my school diary's, I hope you use it well.
We love you with all my heart.
Love mum and dad.
By the end of the letter I was in tears. I sat down and started reading text books and the diary's. after a few hours and lots of practice I had perfected a cleaning charm with no wand.
Then I shrunk the trunk and put it in my pocket.
