I'm Still Here: Chapter 1
(a/n warning I'm best at first person but I'm trying third person for once and I just wanna see if I can do it. If not than I'll rewrite it in first)
Kings Cross Station, London
Harry sat in the car, cold sweat running down his back. It had been a week since Sirius had died and now he was back. Back in hell. They were still sitting st the Station and the sun was beating down, hotly enough that you could see the heat waves outside of the cool, air conditioned vehicle. He was worried. What are we still doing here. He thought panicked. Were they angry and just waiting until they thought everyone had left to kick him out and leave him alone at the station? He was close to hyperventilating when he heard the large beefy man in the drivers seat grumble and complain. "What is taking that bitch daughter of ours so long? She was supposed to be here twenty minutes ago!"
Harry stopped breathing. Bitch daughter? But... That would mean... Harry's face broke out into a grin and he moved to look out the window eagerly, scanning for a glance of his older cousin Rowen (who he thought was named after Rowena Ravenclaw, after his Aunt Petunia had heard about her from Lily all those years ago.). She was the only person to ever distract the Dursleys from him and the only one who had cared for him in that house hold. Sure there was Dudley, but in order to keep up appearances around his parents, he had had to beat Harry brutally so he was not much of a comfort.
There was a small rap of knuckled on the window behind him and he saw the signature smirk of his cousin that could rival Malfoys and the mischievous, twinkling brown eyes that made Harry's heart skip and reminded him so much of Sirius. He grinned and opened the door silently, watching her slide in and move her small duffle bag to the floor and he watched as she winked and slammed the door behind her, startling Vernon and Petunia out of their examination of the street in front of them. Petunia jumped and shrieked, hitting her head off the roof before straining to calm her pulse. Vernon jolted forward hitting the horn of the car with his wide girth and he froze, keeping the horn going for a strained few minutes filling the silence of the car with his obnoxious sound, before he moved back and glared at the two trying to hold in their giggles in the back seat. Harry felt happier than he had in a long time. Rowen broke first her unrestrained laughter filling the car with its melodious sound. It reminded Harry of a Pixie who had once watched part of his Care of magical Creatures class and had laughed when Draco had gotten chased by a Blast-Ended Skrewt after straying to close
She grinned after getting her laughter back under control and said "Well? Are we just going to sit here l, opr are we going to go home so me and Harry can talk with out you getting angry at us for breathing?" She spoke so calmly that if he had not been paying attention he would of thought that she could have been talking about the morning post.
Vernon growled, startled the care, and drove off down the street towards Surrey and #4 Privet Drive.