Victoria Potter opened her eyes when she heard her aunt's shrill voice pierce the air. "Up! Now! Both of you!" Letting out a sigh, Tori sat up, moving into a crouched position, accidently kneeing her brother in the face.

"Ow," he complained, looking up at her with bleary emerald eyes.

"Sorry," she said, wincing when her back gave a crack of protest. A couple seconds later, the knocking was back.

"Up!"

"We're up," Tori called out, her voice still rough with sleep.

"I need one of you to watch the bacon," Petunia said, her voice still shrilly.

"It's Dudley's birthday, isn't it?" She asked her twin. He nodded, putting on some socks after pulling off a spider. The cupboard under the stairs was full of them. "I have to pee. Will you watch the bacon first?" Harry nodded. The two walked out of the cupboard; Harry heading to the kitchen and Tori going to the bathroom. After she did her business and washed her hands she looked in the mirror.

Staring back was a tiny girl with emerald green eyes and red hair. Her hair and lack of glasses were the only differences between her and her brother. Harry had raven black hair and the same emerald orbs as Tori. They were both short and tiny for their age. If you looked closely, you could see that Harry's face was longer, while Tori's was more heart-shaped. They both had their bangs cut in a somewhat similar way; to hide weirdly shaped scars on their foreheads. Harry's was on the right side of his forehead in the shape of a lightning bolt. Tori's was also a lightning bolt, but hers was on her left temple and was also more jagged, and rough looking than Harry's neat, sharped edged one. When they asked how they got them, Petunia told them, "in the car accident when your parents died," quickly followed by, "and don't ask questions!"

With a great sigh, she pulled her red locks back with a hair bobble and quickly fixed her straight across bangs that came to right below her eyebrows, and walked out of the bathroom. She and Harry switched places and she watched the bacon, making sure it didn't burn until it needed to be flipped onto the uncooked side. Harry walked back in and started cooking eggs for their ungrateful family.

Their Uncle Vernon walked in, sat down with the paper, and started reading it. Like every morning, he looked over the top of the paper, gave Harry a scathing glare, and shouted, "comb your hair, boy!" Tori was lucky to not get the same untidy hair as Harry. His would never stay down and neat, while hers were in sleek ringlets. She rolled her eyes at Vernon's attempt while Harry ignored him.

Dudley, Vernon and Petunia's whale of a son, came waddling down the steps and sat down. Petunia quickly joined while Tori and Harry put the food out on the counter. She sat down, and picked up a couple pieces of bacon and some eggs while Dudley was counting his mountain of presents. "Thirty six? That's two less than last year!" He complained loudly. Tori sighed in annoyance at her cousin's antics.

"Sweetums, you forgot about the present from Aunt Marge. It's underneath the big one from daddy and me," Petunia said.

"Thirty seven then," Dudley said, clearly still not happy. Tori and Harry shared a look, and began wolfing down their food before Dudley could turn the table over or something just as immature. Tori could see the ends of hair darkening and took a deep, calming breath.

She didn't know why, but she and Harry were different. They could do things that normal people couldn't. One time, Tori was very scared of Vernon; he never beat Tori and Harry, but he sure did threaten it enough times. Tori was threatened with it when she accidently broke half a dozen windows at the primary school she and Harry were attending. Dudley and Piers, his best friend, said something, it just made her so mad that the windows exploded. When Vernon advanced on her, her hair went from the fiery red it always was to pitch black with white highlights. Vernon was so shocked that she took that as an opportunity and quickly ran into the cupboard and shut the door. Thankfully, he just locked her inside and didn't try to hit her.

Another time, Petunia was trying to force Harry into a hideous sweater, and the entire thing kept shrinking until it would probably fit a doll, but definitely not Harry.

"Sweetheart, mummy and daddy will buy you two new presents today. How does that sound?" Petunia tried.

"So, I'll have thirty…thirty…"

"Thirty nine, Dudley," Tori said, stuffing a forkful of eggs in her mouth. He shot her look, and sneered slightly. The phone started ringing, and Petunia quickly got up to answer it.

A minute later, she walked in, a sour look on her face. "That was Mrs. Figg. She can't take them," she motioned with her head towards Tori and Harry. "She broke her leg."

"What about Marge?" Vernon asked. Tori and Harry exchanged dark looks. They hated that woman.

"Don't be silly, Vernon, she hates them."

"What about your friend- Yvonne?"

"Vacationing in Majorca."

"Well, then what should we do them?" Vernon asked.

"You could leave us here," Tori asked hopefully.

"And come home with the house in ruins?" Petunia snapped. Tori sighed and gave Harry an 'I tried' look. "We could take them with us, and then leave them in the car," Petunia suggested.

"That's a new car, I'm not leaving them in there!" Vernon snapped.

"I don't want them to come!" Dudley wailed and started crying fake tears.

"Oh, Dinky Duddydums, mummy won't let them ruin your special day," Petunia cooed while throwing her arms around her son. Tori and Harry exchanged exasperated looks when Dudley shot them a nasty grin from under Petunia's arm. While he continued to cry, the doorbell rang. "Oh dear Lord, they're here," she exclaimed, standing up and walking towards the door.

A couple seconds later, Piers Polkiss, a scrawny boy with the face of a rat, and his mother walked in. Dudley stopped crying immediately.

Tori and Harry were squished in between Dudley and Piers in the back seat of Vernon's car on their way to the zoo. Tori was actually very excited since she and her twin were never taken anywhere. They were usually left at Mrs. Figg's house. While there, they got to look at all sorts of animals, and Harry pointed out, while snickering quietly, how alike the monkey looked like Dudley except that it wasn't blond. Tori laughed, and lightly shoved her brother while licking her lemon ice pop.

They went into the Reptile House next, and Tori should've known that something was going to happen. Crap like that always happened to twins, especially her and her brother. Dudley had his porky face pressed up against the glass. "Make it move," he demanded his father. Vernon tapped on the glass with his knuckles, trying to wake up the large, sleeping python. "Try again!" Vernon rapped on the glass again.

"Wake up!" He ordered.

"This is boring," Dudley whined, and he, Piers, and Vernon walked off to where Petunia was. Tori walked a couple feet away from Harry and the python to a pretty rainbow boa when she heard some strange hissing. She looked over and saw Harry hissing at the snake.

"What are you doing?" She asked in a whisper.

"Talking to the snake?"

"I meant, why are you hissing at it?"

"I'm not hissing."

"Yeah, you are."

"No I wasn't. He was explaining to me that he'd never been to Brazil, but he wants to." Tori looked at her brother like he was crazy.

"Wha-"

"Dudley! Mr. Dursley! Look at what the snake is doing!" Tori turned around only to get knocked to the ground by Piers, and then was quickly joined by Harry who was punched in the ribs by Dudley. Harry glared up at them and a second later, Dudley and Piers let out howls of horror. Tori's eyes widened when the snake slithered out from the enclosure, hissed something at Harry, and while inducing panic in the Reptile House, quickly made it's escape.

"What did he say?" She asked.

"'Brazil here I come, thanks amigo,'" Harry translated.

"What a nice snake."