Hp fanfiction
I do not own harry potter at all
but I did write this story
Hi my names alex remus black
Im 16 i have dark green with a yellow sun round my irises and dark red almost black hair (IM very fit) and i love reading the harry potter stories. ...Any ways im just getting up from bed and I look around my room...wait a second this isn't my room. The rooms average size its got a queen sized bed and the walls a a pretty blue silver... Then as i look around sum more. I hear knocking on the door. Im like ..." uh come in?" as the door open who do i see a woman tall bony and her face reminds me of a horse ...
Omg i just relies where im at. Im in the home of petunia and Vernon dursley im in the harry potter books...
petunia comes in and says" Alex time to get up"my eyes widen did she jus call me alex... this is so weird. ok so i get out of the room walk though the hall and down the stares as i walk past he stares now into the kitchen .
I slowly walk to the table to see a blonde beach ball child sitting in a chair he's about 8 or 9. I sat down and i noticed a young boy doing the cooking i frowned knowing that was harry. so i get off the chair and help him ...vernon was sitting at the table fat as ever reading the news paper and petunia was nowhere to be seen..
when i started to help harry, Vernon gave me a "what the hell you doing" look.
once it was done i sat down then harry was leaving i got up sat the young child down a told him to eat as much as he could .vernon says what the frank do you think your doing alex that boys a freak of nature" i stand to my full height of 6 foot and say "then what are you you over grown whale this is child abuse" he like i don't care if you are my oldest son you don't ever try to talk like that to me ! i say well if you think "his kind is weirdoes why don't you raise him better so you can say that we normal folk can raise a better wizard then the wizards can...
he looks at me eyes wide and tells harry to move from his cuberd to the smallest bedroom up stares and vernon goes to the living room i think to myself 'woooooo yes i got him to give harry nicer room:) now i take harry to my room b4 his chores so i can tell him all about who he is and tell him who i am...then i woke up this morning it was so real... i sad