I know I shouldn't be doing this. Then that's never bothered me before. Last year I found my way into so many situations that I really shouldn't be in it's a wonder is still notice them. I'm not a bad girl, really. I try. I promised I'd do better and I really did mean it. But somehow I've found my way onto a boys balcony. Some boy I barely know who's in my foster brother Luke's class at school. I met him at a party. A stupid party at that. Actually I'm not even lucky enough to really be on the balcony, I'm just hanging off the side of it on a trellis. I also should be afraid of falling but once again my sense of should and shouldn't is seriously screwed up and all those pills I'm supposed to take can't fix it. If I fall I'd probably bounce or float or break all the bones in my body. I don't care anymore. I hear a snake in the bushes below me telling me that it for one won't catch me if I fall. Climbing higher on my trellis I come to a window. Inside the boy who goes to my Luke's school is playing computer. I wish that boy didn't exist and I wish it with passion. I am not even sure what his name is but I hate him for being born. I hate every inch of his fat body and his thick blond hair because if he didn't exist I wouldn't be on the side of his house. I don't need to see him so I climb higher. Swearing as my neclace gets caught on a vine. The next window is to a bed room which appears to be empty and dark. Just what I need. I pulled myself off the trellis onto the window box, most girls my age would be too heavy. For the first time in my life I was glad I was small. Even so I could feel it buckling under my weight. I began to pry the window open with my hands. I have it half open when I realized that the wood on the window box was rotten. Shit. It was slipping for under me. I knew I was making a lot of noise. I heard voices inside the house.

"Harry! Stop making all that noise" I froze for a second. Did he say Harry? My moment of shock cost me. The window box fell from beneath my feet, tumbling to the ground 30 feet below and splitting in half. I held on tight to the window ledge. More yelling inside "Harry! What on earth are you doing? Don't make me come in there boy! Harry Potter!" There was no mistaking the name this time. I was so shocked I almost let go of the window sill. I couldn't hold on for much longer anyway. A light turned on in the bed room and a boy got out of bed. I realized I would have been stupid to have gone in the room when there was someone there. I heard more voices in the room.

"I'm not doing anything Uncle Vernon."

"Like hell you aren't. There is something outside your window." oh god my heart was beating so fast. What would happen if they caught me here? Would they call the police? I'd been in trouble with the police before and I hoped never to repeat it. Footsteps heading towards me, the window was pulled completely open and a boy about my age stuck his head out and looked around he saw me and his green eyes widened and quickly he turned around. I heard him say

"There's no one- nothing out there! I don't know what you heard but I'm going back to bed." Heavy footsteps leaving the room. The window opened again and the boy looked at me and I looked at him. "So what are you doing there?" he said finally. I winced.

"I'd be happy to answer your questions" I said through gritted teeth "but first can you help me up. I think I'm going to fall."

"Oh...er...I'm sorry... of course" held my hands and pulled me up into the room.

"Thank you" I said "My name is Catherine. Catherine Potter and I'm your sister"