Harry and Anne Potter-The Potter Twins

by bookblaster

Harry and Anne are living with their extended family. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia are physically abusive to the twins while Dudley is verbally. Snape pops in by order of Dumbledore to check on them as their safety was in question. What will Snape do when he finds the awful conditions the kids are living in? He thought they would be spoilt kids, but finds the two kindest people.

30. Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Anne POV

(The Day Before)

I lay on the bed pretending to be asleep. It was Wednesday. I knew my dad was sitting in an armchair near my bed. He had left for a while earlier, but made Poppy watch me. I tried to ignore them both to the best of my ability. I ignored everyone.

Both Albus and Remus had terrified me when they came to visit, I screamed at them to get out. I felt rather awful after, but safer as well. Minerva came to visit and I allowed her in, but made her sit across the makeshift room.

I waited for everyone to leave, I knew what I had to do. It wasn't till the next day when I was given that opportunity. I was pretending to sleep when I heard dad slip out of my cubicle. When the curtain swished shut, I looked up immediately.

I slid out of the uncomfortable bed and wandered out of my room. Once I discovered the coast was clear, I sprinted from the room to my wanted destination. I needed to go somewhere to clear my head and the Astronomy Tower always accomplished that.

I ran through the dimly lit halls. It was night already. I climbed the towers' many stairs, which led to the top. I sat with my feet dangling over the edge, resting my arms gently on the railing.

Why did this happen to me? I was finally happy here. Harry and I both. I had distanced myself from him, hoping to earn some individuality. I tried making friends with some of the ghosts. I loved Harry, but being with him constantly was hard.

Dad told me I could be my own person now and that Harry would have him. But I didn't deserve to be happy.

I looked into the brightly lit sky. The stars twinkled in their beauty, mocking me. I didn't deserve to be in a world so beautiful, I was dirty. What if I wasn't in it? I repeated this compelling thought.

I was lost in a world of what ifs. But Harry and dad would both be better off. They wouldn't dirty themselves with my presence, would they? I saw how miserable dad looked. He didn't deserve to worry himself over me.

I peered over the edge of the railing. It was far down, but there was no one to stop me. I peered down carefully analyzing. I wondered if I did it, would it work, was it far enough.

I nodded to myself, telling myself it would work. It had to. I couldn't live like this anymore, constantly remembering. Maybe . . . maybe I could finally be with my mum, maybe she would understand. Hopefully in time she would.

I picked myself up off the ledge. Stepping away from it. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I strode towards the edge, lifting my legs over the railing, sitting on it carefully. I sighed once more, taking a deep breath of the mountain air, for I hoped the last time.

Pushing back on the railing slightly, I began falling towards the ground.