"Keep up, you rats!" Uncle Vernon spat at my brother and I.
It was our cousin's birthday and he wanted to come to the zoo. We were just entering the reptiles hall and Dudley demanded to see the snake behind the glass but it was no where to be seen, so he screamed and stormed away with his parents scurrying behind him.
I began to follow but Harry didn't move. He was starring the trees behind the glass when suddenly the snake appeared.
"Harry, we have to go." I told him gently.
He didn't move. His eyes connected with the snakes and he shifted into a defensive pose which would have not been noticed by many others.
"Harry, I said lets go." I said a bit more strained.
I was terribly frightened of what the Dursleys might do if we lagged behind. The way Harry was acting made me anxious.
Suddenly, the snake began to hiss. Even more shocking was when Harry began to his in response.
But above all, the most freighting thing was the fact that I could understand them. He was scarring me and I just wanted it all to stop.
"Harry, don't! You'll encourage it!" I scolded him, be he didn't stop.
"Harry, Stop it! You're scarring me! Harry!"
But before Harry could snap out of it, Dudley pushed us both out of the way to see the hissing snake.
He leaned over to press his face to the glass shield but it was gone, causing him to fall over.
Aunt Petunia screamed and Uncle Vernon came shouting. Harry and I just laid there, thrown across the floor with expressions of horror.
