Chapter 2

Harry and Addison were sleeping soundly - that is until the light right outside was turned on and a woman's hard voice shouted, "Up! Get up!" She banged the door with her fist, making it rattle, before heaving a dramatic sigh and unlocking the door to the cupboard under the stairs. With one last slap to the wood, she called, "Now!" and walked off.

Harry sat up from his and his sisters shared single bed that was crammed into the small enclosure and pulled the string to turn on the light. He put on his glasses and looked at his twin who was still in dream land. He still wondered how in the world she managed to remain undisturbed. If anyone other than him woke her up, she was a complete monster, as she was used to Harry giving her an extra couple of minutes of shut eye. Just as Harry was about to wake her up, their cousin Dudley came stomping down stairs, walking back up just so he could thunder his feet on the stairs above their 'enclosure'. Enclosure - that's what they called their little 'room'. Addison had always said that they were treated like animals and made to live like one, in a small enclosed space, hence the name.

"Wake up, cousins!" Dudley all but screamed, stomping so that even dust fell from the stairs, landing on top of the two. "We're going to the zoo!"

"Harry." Addison grumbled, still half asleep.

'Oh no.' Harry thought. 'Here comes the beast.'

"Today's the day, dear brother. I'm finally going to do it." She growled, swiping dust off of her face. "I'm going to kill that spoiled moron, known as our cousin."

"About time, too." He replied.

He opened the door to exit, with Addison following suit, however, Dudley ran past and shoved Harry who in turn fell into his sister, as Dudley kicked the door shut.

"That's it!" Addison growled lowly, as the two emerged, rubbing their heads.

"Oh, here he comes." Petunia's voice could be heard. "The birthday boy!"

"The birthday boy is going down." Addison muttered, as they reached the door. Harry had to supress a laugh as they entered.

"Happy birthday, son." Vernon said, from his seat at the table.

Petunia babied him with kisses all over, before turning to the twins, as if just acknowledging them.

"Why don't you just cook the breakfast," She looked at Harry and then aimed her gruff voice to Addison next. "And try not to burn anything."

"Yes, Aunt Petunia." Harry answered at the same time Addison replied with, "Me? Never.".

Luckily, she was too busy covering her sons eyes and leading him in the opposite direction - much to their delight - and continuing.

"I want everything to be perfect for my Dudley's special day."

"Hurry up!" Vernon said, gruffly. "Bring my coffee, girl."

"Yes, Uncle Vernon." She said, through gritted teeth.

Harry elbowed her, as he cooked and she glared.

"Aren't they wonderful, darling?" Petunia asked her son.

His face contorted and sourly turned to his father. "How many are there?"

"Thirty six, counted them myself." He replied, proudly.

"Thirty six? But last year - last year I had thirty seven!" He screeched.

Addison, who was pouring Vernon's coffee, rolled her eyes. 'Spoiled brat.'

"Ah, well, yes. Some of them are quite a bit bigger than last year." He explained.

"I don't care how big they are!" Dudley roared back.

"Now, now, this is what we're going to do." Petunia stepped in, in attempt to calm her son down. "When we go out, we're going to buy you two new presents. How's that, pumpkin?"

Addison looked back at her brother who was dishing out the breakfast on plates and caught his eyes. They both shared a mutual eye roll and hid a small smirk.

Petunia and Dudley exited the house first and hopped in the silver car parked in the driveway, followed by the twins and then Vernon, who locked the door. The two were about to get in the car when Vernon pushed it over and stood between them and the car, keys pointed at them.

"I'm warning you now, you pair." He said, his face screwing up as he gave them another of his speeches. "Any funny business, any at all, and you won't have any meals for a week."

He glared, they glared back, unblinking.

"Get in." He said sharply and walked off to get in the car.

Addison opened the door and slid over to the middle seat and ended up squished beside Dudley. He smelled - well not literally - just of her burning desire to murder him. It radiated off of him, constantly fuelling her hatred towards him. She always sat in the middle because she was the smallest and could take whatever Dudley threw at her - sometimes quite literally - better than Harry. However, this didn't stop her brother from constantly asking her if she wanted to swap.

She had a feeling Dudley's birthday would be a blast and a day to remember, she was rarely wrong.