Disclaimer: Do ya think I own it? Well, I'd ruddy think not ya bunch of wankers (hehe, just
joking). I don't own anything, don't make any money, and can't snap my fingers.
Chapter 1: Family Problems
A boy with untidy black hair, round gasses, and a thin, lightning shaped scar lay on
his bed, thinking of the past year's events. He found himself thinking about Sirius more often
than ever before. His heart ached with pain. Sirius had been like a father to him while he was
alive.
"POTTER!" roared his uncle, "GET DOWN HERE!"
Harry sat up and went downstairs grudgingly. What his uncle could possibly want
now was a mystery to him. The Dursleys had taken to ignoring him ever since their talk with
Moody, Lupin, Mr. Weasley, and Tonks. However, when he reached the foot of the stairs, he
saw a tall, thin girl with black hair and extremely baggy clothes, and another exact replica
standing next to her. The kitchen was covered in green slime that reminded Harry forcibly of
Stinksap.
"I'VE HAD ENOUGH!" Uncle Vernon was yelling at the twins, "SLIME AND
OTHER FOUL STUFF ALL OVER THE HOUSE!"
"Take a chill pill." said the first girl.
"Yeah, don't get your knickers in a twist." said the second one, rolling her eyes.
"You can't kick us out." the first girl spoke again.
"It wouldn't go too well with Dumbledore, I 'spect." said the second one, grinning.
"Plus," the first one said,"we're family."
With that, they ran upstairs to plan more mischief. They past him with a "Hi Harry."
and motioned for him to join them. At the top of the stairs they entered his room.
"Okay" the first girl said.
"Spill." her twin finished.
joking). I don't own anything, don't make any money, and can't snap my fingers.
Chapter 1: Family Problems
A boy with untidy black hair, round gasses, and a thin, lightning shaped scar lay on
his bed, thinking of the past year's events. He found himself thinking about Sirius more often
than ever before. His heart ached with pain. Sirius had been like a father to him while he was
alive.
"POTTER!" roared his uncle, "GET DOWN HERE!"
Harry sat up and went downstairs grudgingly. What his uncle could possibly want
now was a mystery to him. The Dursleys had taken to ignoring him ever since their talk with
Moody, Lupin, Mr. Weasley, and Tonks. However, when he reached the foot of the stairs, he
saw a tall, thin girl with black hair and extremely baggy clothes, and another exact replica
standing next to her. The kitchen was covered in green slime that reminded Harry forcibly of
Stinksap.
"I'VE HAD ENOUGH!" Uncle Vernon was yelling at the twins, "SLIME AND
OTHER FOUL STUFF ALL OVER THE HOUSE!"
"Take a chill pill." said the first girl.
"Yeah, don't get your knickers in a twist." said the second one, rolling her eyes.
"You can't kick us out." the first girl spoke again.
"It wouldn't go too well with Dumbledore, I 'spect." said the second one, grinning.
"Plus," the first one said,"we're family."
With that, they ran upstairs to plan more mischief. They past him with a "Hi Harry."
and motioned for him to join them. At the top of the stairs they entered his room.
"Okay" the first girl said.
"Spill." her twin finished.