Well this the first story I have written in several years. I have been wanting to do write a 'Harry is ignored' story so I'm happy i finally got around to it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter but i do own Nakisha and Brent.
Stuck in the Attic
"This is Nakisha, reporting for the all new Wizard's Network. Bring you the latest news, gossip, and entertainment; Muggle style." Nakisha flipped her deep brown curls over her shoulder as she smile at the camera pointed at her. She turned slightly to her right, thinking it her better side, and continued to talk; always cautious of her perfect looks and what made them shine at their best " We are here at the luxurious Potter Mansion to interview our Minister of Magic and, of coarse, the twins-who-lived. Over the next hour we will dive into the dazzling life of our leaders and our heros." The red-light over the camera flashed off has the reporter finished her intro.
"Perfect as usual, Nakisha." The cameraman, Brett, said to the woman; who nodded in annoyance, to busy touching up her make in a small compact.
"Did you expect anything less?" The tone was snotty; Nakisha Fay, distant cousin to Lucius Malfoy, did not associate herself with the help. "Lets move in and have a have our little talk with the Potters and make sure they know EXACTLY what I want and what I don't."
"Yes ma'am." Following the Nakisha up the stairs, leading to the front door, Brett hung back to ogle at his partner for the assignment. Nakisha may be a complete bitch but she sure was easy on the eyes.
James smiled at the reported seated on one of the many chairs in the library. Lily sat to his left and the twin had draped themselves over another, closer Nakisha.
"So Miss Fay what exactly are you wanting to get while you're here."
"James, may I call you James? And you must call me Nakisha." Nakisha fluttered her fake lashes at the Minister.
"Yes... Nakisha." Lily raised an eyebrow at the reporter, as James replies, warning her off of her husband.
"Well, James, we want to give our viewers a look into the real world of the minister; by real I mean expensive. I want to show as a real man's man, Your wife as the perfect Hogwart's sweetheart, and the twins just need to be there normal, heroic, selves." Twin grins were shot at the reporter at her last comment.
"Are you going to make us look stuck up, Miss Fay?" Eyes swirled to focus on Lily as she spoke; a small smile sat her pretty face as she focused on Nakisha.
"No, I'm going to make you look like royalty." Lily seemed fine with this answer before she told the reporter that they better start, if they want to get done by an considerate time. Smiling Nakisha gestured at the Brett to turn the camera on. Fumbling with the camera for a moment he soon held up a thumbs up and Nakisha turned and smiled at the blinking red light.
"I am here with the amazing Potter family. I would naturally assumed that everyone knows who these magnificent people. But for those sad individuals who have been stuck under a rock I will introduce them. First we have our minister, James Potter." The camera turned quickly to the handsome smiling man with the mess black hair. "And his lovely wife Lily Evans-Potter." The camera moved again to focus on Lily, taking in her bright red hair and vibrant green eyes. "And lastly we have the famed Potter Twins, Leon and Jackson." The camera jerked one last time to the twins, who were identical to their father, except for the red hair and green eyes.
A small figure gazed out the wind in the attic. Sounds from the house below echoed up and into the room, giving birth to ghost voice that filled the nightmares of children. Harry Potter was silently as he sat on the floor in his attic room. Foot steps echoed up harshly to his pale ear, followed quickly by the sounds of voices talking passionately about the houses history. The room could barely be called a suitable room for a sixteen-year-old; there was only a rickety old bed and a dresser that was missing half its legs to decorate the room. There was nothing personal; no family pictures, no loving toys, no nothing to show that anyone had ever lived there. It was as if the child had simply been stuck up there like a broken toy, no longer worth fixing or playing with.
There was very few people who knew that there was no Potter Twins, only triplets. Fifteen years ago, when the triplets were one, the twins were declared the saviors of the wizarding world. The pair had radiated of dark energy and each had identical scars of snakes on the left side of their neck. It was that day that the triplets became only twins, Harry was pushed into the dark; to grow up alone and cold. No one had ever thought to look at the youngest child who had silent while his brothers cried, if they had they would have seen the dark energy vanishing into the lightening scar on his forehead.
Well that is chapter one. I would love it if you would review and give me some input on what I can do better on.