"Get up freaks"
Rose stirred and peeked over to her brother but as she did so she couldn't help but grimace, his eye was now purple and by the harsh intake of breathe it looked like a rib or two had been at least fractured. She was scared to think about is back look like after all those whipping.
Yesterday had been their whale of a cousin's birthday and Harry just so happen to get blamed for the snake that got loose at the zoo.
Though she couldn't deny that looked a little bit weird when the snake started to respond to Harry it was impossible for HIM to remove the glass. Harry of course had said it was like magic which only made his punishment that much worse.
She tried to climb over Harry without knocking him however in a cupboard their size the task was impossible.
With a start and a groan of pain he sat up. It was no easy task and soon enough he was panting with sweat gleaning over him face.
"Harry go back to sleep, I'll do your chores today" Rose pushed.
"No. If I'm not around he'll start on you" and with that he pulled himself up and went to start on breakfast.
Rose had originally had to make breakfast however after she had been hit by a pan filled with sizzling oil 3 years ago, Harry had started on the task.
It was something he had always done. When she did something wrong Harry would take the punishment and she hated it.
Sure she had her fair share of scars; it was nothing to the torment Harry had been through.
Harry now at the stove starting on the two packs of bacon uncle Vernon and Dudley went through. After it was done (to perfection) he served it and once ,luckily, it had been deemed good enough he helped himself and his sister to the packet of porridge they had to share.
Once this was done Rose went up the stairs to start on the bedrooms and Harry to the garden.
Rose was on her way down the stairs with a load of washing when the post came through the letterbox so after putting it all into wash she came back to collect it. When she saw the letter to Harry she couldn't believe it. Not in the 10 years they had lived at number 4 Privet drive.
Forgetting everything she ran into the kitchen where unfortunately Uncle Vernon was, "What's that you have their girl?" This was her normal address.
"It's for Harry" she gasped out as she flew out of the back door.
She almost got to Harry before she was pushed down; "give it here" uncle Vernon screeched as he reached for the letter.
"No it's Harry's" but without warning Uncle Vernon had stomped down on her wrist and with a sickening crack her arm was broken and the letter no longer in her fingertips.
"ROSE!" Harry shouted as he ran up to his sister and checked her arm.
He glared up at his uncle however he couldn't help but become confused at the look of fear that graced his uncle's pudgy face.
"This is your new room"
Harry and Rose shared a look before stepping into the room, it had previously been Dudley's second bedroom however for some reason it was now there's.
It's was a small room with two bed both with a draw underneath for their thing and a tiny desk in between.
For most this would be a ridiculous place for two people to be expected to sleep however for the two siblings standing in the doorway, it looks like a football pitch.
"I wonder what brought on this?" Rose voiced as she moved towards one of the beds.
"I don't know but I think it had something to do with that letter."
"You mean the one that caused this?" She asked sceptically.
"Yeah. I mean he looked terrified just from the envelope alone." Harry explained.
"I wonder what it's about"
"Me too."
Over the next few days the treatment of the Potters improved. There was now a bowl of partake each as well as a sandwich and the beatings were less severe or often.
Just a week later it was Rose' birthday which unsurprisingly when unnoticed by everyone on the house except Harry, who although couldn't get Rose anything through money did give her half of his sandwich and took up most of her chores.
After dinner time Harry came up to Rose and told her to head over to the library.
She loved to read. Rose loved knowledge; anything from cars to cooking. It really didn't matter as long as she was learning something new.
Although most people would have complained about not getting anything, Rose roomed her afternoon of freedom in stride and ran to the library so she could get as much time there as possible.
Harry laughed as his sister kissed him on the cheek and ran down the street, turning back to the house he couldn't help but have a smile of his face. Just knowing how happy he had made his sister meant that he didn't care about the extra workload.
He was walking down the stairs when the post came but before he could even reach the bottom of the staircase uncle Vernon had grabbed the large stack and ripped them up into pieces.
As he was doing this Harry noticed that the entire stack of letter had a red wax seal which look an awful lot like the one of the back of Harry's absent letter.
When uncle Vernon looked up the stairs to see Harry he smiled and laughed before walking off.
Now Harry was scared.
It was six o'clock before Rose got home. Harry wanted to tell her the suspicious behaviour he had witnessed from uncle Vernon however he could not bring himself to ruin Rose' birthday.
He would just have to tell her tomorrow.
