*Alrighty everyone…..this is my first Harry Potter fanfic so if it's really bad please don't kill me. Ummm a few things you should know….. 1) I don't remember if Harry goes back to his Aunt and Uncle's house between his 4th and 5th year but in this story he does…and if he doesn't in the book…to bad! 2) if there are a few things that aren't exactly correct with the book please don't mind too much…I'll try and get everything right 3) I might insert a few things to explain stuff and what ever I'll say will be like this…*blah blah blah* 4) I hate disclaimers…because one we can't get sued really by using the characters because we aren't making money off of our stories…well at least I'm not. And all of you can hopefully tell who I made up and who is in the book….ok now time foe the story!*
"Harry! Harry!" Vernon Dursley shouted through the closed door to his nephew's bed room door. "Wake up! Your Uncle Taylor and Aunt Abby will be here any minute!"
Harry rolled out of bed and stumbled to his door and opened it a crack. "Who's coming?" He asked groggily.
"Your Uncle Taylor, Aunt Abby and cousin Carrie," Vernon explained angrily. "We've been getting ready for them for a few days now."
"You have another sibling?" Harry asked confused. Of course they couldn't be from Aunt Petunia's said of the family, her only sister was Harry's mom who was dead.
"Well…no, he's a step brother, my Mother remarried to this guy who had already had a son."
"Oh ok," Harry said slowly. As weird as his life was already from being a Wizard this was baffling. For one thing he had never heard of this Uncle before and for another thing since when had Uncle Vernon had a stepbrother. "Uhhh, Uncle Vernon why haven't you ever talk about him before?" Harry asked carefully.
"Well he's from America and….it's none of your business! Now get up and get dressed!" Uncle Vernon shouted turning purple and stomped off.
Harry shrugged and closed his bedroom door and started changing. Last night he had stayed up to late working on his homework under his sheets, but at least it was done. As Harry was walking down the stair the doorbell rang and Dudley ran, or more or less wobbled to the door his parents following in his wake. Dudley opened the door and a tall man stood there. He had black hair and blue eyes. He also had a very gentle face, Harry took him to be Uncle Taylor.
"Vernon!"
Uncle Taylor shouted in an America accent. "Wow! I love this house! It's so
nice, and so you!"
"Taylor, come in," Aunt Petunia said gesturing towards the sitting room.
"Thank you Petunia, my you look great!" Uncle Taylor said as he cam inside, you couldn't tell weather he was trying to be nice or he really was telling the truth. Behind him was a shorter woman. She Had flashing green eyes, brown hair and had the biggest smile on her face, though Harry could tell it was fake.
"Vernon! Petunia! This is so nice of you to let us stay here for a few weeks," Aunt Abby said. Harry felt the bottom of his stomach fall out, what if these people were just like Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia? Wait, wasn't there a cousin? "Carrie! Get in here honey!" Aunt Abby shouted over her shoulder as she followed Petunia into the sitting room.
"Mom can I bring Rebel in?" A voice shouted from outside.
"I don't know honey, lemme ask Aunt Petunia!" Aunt Abby shouted outside. "Petunia, since we're moving here we had to bring our little dog Rebel. Would you mind if he came into the house? He hardly ever chews anything and he's fairly well behaved," Aunt Abby asked worriedly.
"Oh it's fine!" Aunt Petunia exclaimed.
Yeah, Harry thought Nothing's worse than my owl. At this thought Harry snickered. He was watching the whole scene from the top of the stairs.
"Thank you so much Petunia," Aunt Abby said gratefully. "It's alight Carrie! You can bring Rebel in!"
"Yes!!!!!" The voice from outside shouted rejoicing. Harry heard feet pounding up the sidewalk and a young girl walk in. She look about a year or so younger than Harry was. She had long brown curly hair. Her hair reached the small of her back and she had sparkling eyes. At first Harry thought her eyes were blue but then he thought they had turned a gray color.
"Hi," She said merrily waving at Dudley who was still standing at the door. Carrie was holding a little dog that had short gray hair and brown eyes. The dog seemed to be smiling at everything and his ears were perked up. "I'm Carrie, you're Dudley right?" She asked grinning.
All Dudley did was nod. Carrie looked around at the house smiling. Her eyes followed the stairs up and saw Harry. Somehow her smile grew bigger and brighter. "Are you Harry?" She asked innocently.
"Yeah," Harry said walking down the stairs. He jumped off the last one and stood directly in front of the girl. "You must be Carrie, nice to met you."
"Nice to met you to," Carrie said happily. "I love it here in England! It's so different from home, er…well I mean America. Did you know we call the underground the subway?" She asked amazed. Harry smiled; this might not be so bad after all.
Dudley, Harry, Carrie and Rebel walked into the sitting room and joined the adults. Dudley took and armchair while Carrie made herself comfortable on the floor whit Rebel. Harry seeing that the last chair the room was being unoccupied sat down in it.
"So Harry," Uncle Taylor said. "Tell me about your school; we've already heard so much about Dudley's but nothing about yours." Carrie looked up at her father her face blank but then it slowly crept into a smile when she noted the spark in his eyes.
"He goes to St.Brutus's Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys," Vernon said jumping in before Harry could answer and shot Harry a look of warning.
"Really?" Carrie said as she let Rebel bite her hand playfully. "He doesn't seem that bad to me," She said a smile playing on her lips. All the blood drained for Uncle Vernon's face. "Must be working," Carrie muttered.
"How about some coffee?" Aunt Petunia suggested quickly.
"Alright," Aunt Abby said standing up.
"Sounds good to me," Uncle Taylor said following his wife's led. All the adults headed for the kitchen and Dudley got up to follow.
"Are you coming Carrie?" He asked half way there.
"Ummm no I think not," Carrie said looking at Harry smiling. "I want to talk to Harry."
"Uhhh…well you don't really want to talk to him," Dudley said trying to persuade Carrie to leave Harry alone.
"Why's that?" Carrie asked her eyes twinkling flashing a green color.
"Because…I want to talk to you," Dudley said frantically.
"Well, no I think I'll stay in here for awhile…I'll talk to you later," Carrie said smiling obviously ending the conversation. Dudley shrugged his shoulder and wobbled off. The next moments were filled with silence. Harry watched Carrie play with her dog. When Carrie finally broke the silence she startled Harry.
"You really don't go to the St. Whatsit do you," Carrie said more as a statement than a question.
"Uhhh…well yeah I do," Harry said taken off guard. Carrie looked up at him smiling, her eyes were a soft blue color.
"Ok, sure you do and I rule the world," Carrie said standing up letting her dog run off towards the kitchen. "I've got some candy in the car, you want some?"
"Uhhhh," Harry said glancing off to the kitchen. Carrie followed his gaze.
"Oh come on," She said. "They can't do anything about it."
"Ok," Harry said standing up grinning. Carrie was right, there wasn't anything really they could do about it.
"Let's go," Carrie said standing up and leading the way to the car out front.
* So what did all of ya'll
think…for the first chapter…bad? Or good? Personally I thought good but that's
me. Umm if you can think of anything that might be vital please e-mail me at actingchickqt@yahoo.com or put it in
the review that you send me…because you all will send me a review right?