DISCLAIMER: I DONT OWN HARRY POTTER.

Harry's POV

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"Wake up! Wake up!" Aunt Petunia shouted, unlocking my door.

"And also wake that freak sister of yours." Aunt said, walking away.

I never knew why she does not love us, or why she calls us freaks. I immediately reached for my glasses and reached for the door.

"Wake up cousin! We're going to the zoo!" Dudley shouted from above. He was running down the stairs. He ran back to the second step, and jumped repeatedly. That made the dust from above fall. Then I heard his footsteps once again, he's running to go downstairs.

After that I got out of my cupboard. But Dudley pushed me back. I immediately stood up again and ran to linen closet is my sister's "room".

I knocked the door softly. Sooner or later it would be late for their breakfast.

"Wake up Heather...Its time for Dudley's breakfast." I whispered

Heather opened the door. Aunt Petunia said she exactly looks like her sister when she was younger. Except that she has hazel eyes,that I think she got from our father. She also has black hair like mine. She also has the exact scar like mine from a car crash. Heather's scar is covered by normal side swept bangs/fringe. Her bangs/fringe is not long, it stops when it reaches her eyebrows.

"C'mon Heather today's Dudley's birthday. They want everything at the right time." I said

We rushed to the kitchen.

"I want everything to be perfect for my Dudley's special day..." Aunt Petunia said, covering Dudley's eyes.

"Cook breakfast and try to not burn anything." Aunt Petunia whispered,before bringing Dudley to his gifts.

"Yes, Aunt Petunia." I said before opening a can of spam and cooking it.

"Bring my coffee girl." Uncle Vernon told Heather.

"Yes, Uncle Vernon." Heather told Uncle Vernon before reaching for a kettle.

The spam is immediately cooked and I placed it on their plates. Meanwhile Heather was pouring coffee in Uncle Vernon's cup.I was about to put one spam on our plate when...

"How many gifts are there?!" Dudley screamed

"36. Counted them myself." Uncle Vernon said proudly

"36? But last year, last year I had 37!" Dudley shouted

Heather and I shook our heads. After placing one spam on our plate which we shared, I placed back the frying pan in its normal place. Heather placed the kettle back on where it was then she whispered something.

"Dudley is such a spoiled brat."

I just nodded.

"B-but some gifts are bigger than last year." Uncle Vernon said, nervous

"I don't care how big they are!" Dudley screamed

"Now, now pumpkin. When we go out we will buy you 2 new presents." Aunt Petunia told Dudley

It turns out that no one can look after us, so we needed to go with them. I asked why couldn't they leave us at home, and they said its too dangerous for them.

Heathers POV

Since me and my brother had little breakfast, we were the first one to finish. I immediately changed into Aunt Petunia's old shirt and pants.

Me and my brother met each other near the door.

"Dudley's so lucky. I can't believe he just complained for having 36 gifts. I can't believe it. Thirty-six!" I whispered to my brother

"I know. And look at us, when out birthdays come we receive no gifts." Harry whispered back

"Wait, the Dursley's are coming." I whispered back

Uncle Vernon told us to get inside after Dudley and Aunt Petunia. When we got outside, Harry reached for the door but before he could hold it, Uncle Vernon spoke.

"Listen, any funny business, any at all, and you won't have any meals for a week and you and your sister will share the cupboard. Now get in." He told us

Aunt Petunia sat in the front. So we were beside Dudley. Great.

"Mummy, how long before we get there?" Dudley asked excitedly

"A few hours dear." Aunt Petunia replied

A few hours of insults. How exciting...Well, at least we're going outside school and the house for once.

We were facing a snake tank. The snake is sleeping. Dudley found it "boring.".

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Dudley knocked the glass strongly, like he was about to break it.

"Make it move!" Dudley commanded

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Uncle Vernon knocked the glass strongly, but not that strong.

"Move!" Uncle Vernon said

"He's asleep!" Harry and I shouted.

"He's boring." Dudley said, walking to the tank behind us. His parents followed his lead, and checked out the other animals.

"Sorry about him, he doesn't understand what it's like. Lying around, day after day." Harry apologized

To our surprise, the snake woke up.

"C-can you understand us?" I asked

The snake nodded.

"You're from Burma aren't you? Is it nice there?" I asked

The snake pointed his head to a sign. It read: 'Bred in captivity.'

Before I could react, Harry spoke again.

"That's us as well." Harry said

"Mummy Mummy! You gotta look at what this snake is doing!" Dudley shouted, pushing us away.

Harry glared at Dudley. To our surprise, the glass disappeared. Dudley fell in, then the snake escaped.

"Thanksssss" The snake told us.

While I stared in shock, Harry spoke.

"Anytime."

We looked at the glass tank once again, to find that the glass is back. Dudley was trapped inside, and Harry and I laughed.

"Mummy! Mummy!" Dudley screamed from inside

While we were laughing, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia came. While Aunt Petunia was worrying and screaming for Dudley and trying to break the glass, Uncle Vernon glared at us.

I was so angry. This is just the first time I had fun than you have to get angry! But by coincidence, the glass disappeared again and Dudley fell out, face first. Harry and I tried hard to keep a straight face.

"How did it happen?!" Uncle Vernon said, pulling our hair.

"I swear I don't know!" Harry shouted

"One minute it was there and one minute it was not! It was just like magic!" I screamed

Uncle Vernon unlocked the door of Harry's cupboard and threw us in. We could barely fit. We were going to be stuck like this for a week.

"There is no such thing as magic" Uncle Vernon said before turning away

I was on cooking duty while Harry was getting the mail. When he got back, he didn't hand all the letters to Uncle Vernon. He had 2 more letters in his hand, which meant that we had letters.

Bacons was done at that moment, so I placed Uncle Vernon's bacon immediately.

"Give me back that letter it's mine! And Heather's!" Harry screamed

"Who would be writing to you?" Uncle Vernon laughed

"Obviously the one who gave me that letter!" I screamed

I placed all the bacons immediately and wanted to snatch the letter back. But Uncle Vernon's face turned angry...and scared. He tore up our letters and ordered us to eat breakfast.

After that, Uncle Vernon made us pack our stuff and made us move to Dudley's old bedroom. Of course Dudley threw a fit, but we ended up with the bedroom anyway.

It was finally time to sleep, I automatically went to the linen closet but I remembered we shared a room with Harry upstairs.

I got there, we were feeling gloomy. It was the first time we got a letter and he just had to tear it apart.

"I'd rather be in the cupboard with my letter than this." Harry whispered

"Sigh, agree." I said before turning the lights out.

Sunday

All week Uncle Vernon tried everything to hide us from our letters. We just faced it. No letters for us.

Harry and I started to give out cookies when Uncle Vernon spoke.

"Ahh Sunday, in my opinion, the best day of the week. Why is that Dudley?" Uncle Vernon asked

Dudley just gave him an 'I-don't-know-' face.

"Harry? Heather?" I was shocked that Uncle Vernon was good for once but I answered anyway.

"Because there are no post on Sunday's." Harry and I said in unison, gloomily.

"Right you are!" Uncle Vernon said happily

I looked at the window. I saw the there were at least 100 of owls outside.

"No post on Sundays. No sir! No blasted-" Uncle Vernon mumbled until he was interrupted from two flying letters.

The ground shook. Hundreds of letters came in. Harry and I smiled, then got grabbed a letter then ran upstairs. Unfortunately we were grabbed by Uncle Vernon.

"Let us go!" I screamed

"Those are our letters!" Harry and I screamed.

"That's it! We're going away! Far, far away!" Uncle Vernon screamed

"Daddy's gone mad hasn't he?" Dudley said

Harry's POV

We were at some old house. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia slept upstairs, while Dudley slept in this room at the sofa. I watched his clock as it is 11:58

I drew a cake with candles. Inside the cake I wrote something:

Happy Birthday

Heather, Harry!

I accidentally woke Heather by kicking her.

"Uhhh" Heather groaned waking up

"What's up Harry?" Heather asked me

"Look at Dudley's watch." I said

"Oh."

The watch finally showed 12:00.

"Happy Birthday Heather." I greeted her

"Happy Birthday Harry." Heather greeted me

"Make a wish." I told her

We blew the sand in front of us. We only had one wish. To get away from the Dursley's but that wouldn't happen until we were 18.

Suddenly, Heather and I knew we need to hide after hearing this:

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Okay, that was a lot of work! Please, review!