Chapter 2: Heir of Slytherin
Little did Harry know that at the exact time of his dream, someone across the globe had the very same one.
Early Morning New Hampshire Suburbs
Sitting on the side of her bed, Brynn held her head in her hands. She was having another dream. Why? But she knew why. It had to do with Alice Twiddle and her husband and the man who took his place.
This dream had been haunting Brynn for weeks now. She knew what it meant, something was happening. Something that had to do with Alice Twiddle.
Pushing off the bed she walked into the connecting bathroom. It was too early for her to get ready for work. The sun hadn't even come up yet. Turning on the faucet, Brynn cupped her hands under the water and splashed it on her face.
Reaching to her left Brynn blindly searched for a towel.
"I have to tell her sometime." She said to her self, "This morning is as good a time as any." Squaring her shoulders Brynn faced herself in the mirror one last time.
A face not particularly pretty stared back, dirty blonde hair hung to her shoulders and dark eyes, almost black stared out at her. Giving a sigh at her looks she made her way into the hallway. Pausing outside a closed door, she lay a hand against it.
"I am so sorry mom." She whispered. She opened the door to reveal a sleeping woman. She went to stand in front of her, content to watch her sleep. The woman in the bed shifted, eyes opening.
"Brynn."
Kneeling down in front of the woman Brynn said with a trace of sadness in her voice, "I had a dream, mom. About a woman named Alice Twiddle."
Number 4 Privet Drive was center for excitement that morning. Dudley, who was now as tall as Harry but three times as wide was about to start his summer job at his fathers company.
Mr. Dursley was puffing with pride as Dudley stomped down the stairs in a new suit. One that they had to have custom made, not that they would tell any of the neighbors that.
Harry followed suit. Figured the least he could do was see Dudley off. Not that he had to do anything but it would be quite funny trying to see him fit into the car.
Petunia Dursley was standing by the stove fixing a heaping breakfast of porridge, bacon, sausages, and eggs. Her strained features were pursed in what must be a painful smile. Vernon Dursley was flushed red with pride. His face looked like a tomato sitting on a wide table since he had no neck.
Mr. Dursley was clapping Dudley on the back as Harry stepped into the kitchen. Immediately a look of gloom and anger was etched on everyone's face.
"What are you doing here boy?" bellowed Mr. Dursley his face turning even more a shade of red.
"I came to say goodbye to Diddykins," Harry said with a wicked grin on his face.
Mrs. Dursley gasped and Dudley asked his father if he could beat Harry up.
"No you cant. Go wait for me in the car." As Dudley left he turned to Harry. "There is no hocus pocus in this house boy!" Dudley guffawed from the hallway.
Harry stared at them, "But I didn't even have my wand!"
Mr. Dursley brushed that aside. "Then what was all of that about saying goodbye?"
Harry felt he could laugh, all of this was so typical of them. "I am leaving today. It's my last year at school. But don't worry, I'll go right to work after that and hopefully wont see you again."
Petunia couldn't help the little sigh of happiness that escaped her but Mr. Dursley was less than convinced.
"You cant believe his kind Petunia. But as long as your off by today" Mr. Dursley was never able to finish what ever he was to say. Voices drifted to them from the living room.
"Who is that?" squeaked Mrs. Dursley.
"My family." answered Harry.
As if on cue Ron and Ginny strolled into the kitchen. Mr. Dursley gasped. Harry turned and was pretty much struck dumb. Ginny walked in first, spotted Harry and gave him a huge hug.
"It's so good to see you Harry. We would have been here sooner but Fred and George came home so you can imagine how it is. Mom yelling at them, it took Ron and me ages to get passed her."
On cue Ron broke into the conversation, "Harry you ready to go, mom says we have to go we're expecting an exchange student to come stay with us until school starts. Are your bags upstairs?"
With out waiting for an answer Ron ran up the stairs passed a speechless Dudley.
Harry knew what the Dursley's were staring out. Ron and Ginny had the brightest red hair that you had ever seen. And the fact that they were both tall only added to the fact.
Harry was amazed at Ginny though. Over the past year they had grown pretty close. She being to only one who knows how he feels about being controlled by Voldemort, to have him in your head. But she seemed to have sprouted over the summer. She looked older to Harry. Prettier too.
Shaking off those feelings he found Ginny was in the hallway trying to talk to Dudley.
"You're Dudley, right? I'm Ginny. Its nice to meet you." She said. Dudley just stared, as he backed into the door. Amazed Ginny tried to get closer, "I wont hurt you."
Dudley made a wild animal noise. Mrs. Dursley screamed. "What are you doing to my son?"
Ginny turned around in a flash. She was confused, "Excuse me? I was just saying hello."
Before anyone could say anything else Ron bounded down the stairs carrying his trunk. He made his way into the living room yelling behind him at Ginny to get the broom and owl.
As Ginny raced up the stairs, the Dursley's watched in fear as Ron went ahead with the trunk. One minute he was in the living room the next minute he was gone. Ginny raced down the stairs into the living room.
"He's gone already has he? Oh well. Harry I have some floo powder if you wish or else you can apparate."
"I'll use the floo powder with you."
Smiling Ginny looked up at him. "All right. But first I want to say goodbye to your family." A wild noise erupted from the kitchen followed by a small shriek.
Harry bit his lip to keep from laughing. "I don't think that would be wise." Harry turned around the room giving it one last look before he yelled a goodbye and stepped into the fire with Ginny.
Little did Harry know that at the exact time of his dream, someone across the globe had the very same one.
Early Morning New Hampshire Suburbs
Sitting on the side of her bed, Brynn held her head in her hands. She was having another dream. Why? But she knew why. It had to do with Alice Twiddle and her husband and the man who took his place.
This dream had been haunting Brynn for weeks now. She knew what it meant, something was happening. Something that had to do with Alice Twiddle.
Pushing off the bed she walked into the connecting bathroom. It was too early for her to get ready for work. The sun hadn't even come up yet. Turning on the faucet, Brynn cupped her hands under the water and splashed it on her face.
Reaching to her left Brynn blindly searched for a towel.
"I have to tell her sometime." She said to her self, "This morning is as good a time as any." Squaring her shoulders Brynn faced herself in the mirror one last time.
A face not particularly pretty stared back, dirty blonde hair hung to her shoulders and dark eyes, almost black stared out at her. Giving a sigh at her looks she made her way into the hallway. Pausing outside a closed door, she lay a hand against it.
"I am so sorry mom." She whispered. She opened the door to reveal a sleeping woman. She went to stand in front of her, content to watch her sleep. The woman in the bed shifted, eyes opening.
"Brynn."
Kneeling down in front of the woman Brynn said with a trace of sadness in her voice, "I had a dream, mom. About a woman named Alice Twiddle."
Number 4 Privet Drive was center for excitement that morning. Dudley, who was now as tall as Harry but three times as wide was about to start his summer job at his fathers company.
Mr. Dursley was puffing with pride as Dudley stomped down the stairs in a new suit. One that they had to have custom made, not that they would tell any of the neighbors that.
Harry followed suit. Figured the least he could do was see Dudley off. Not that he had to do anything but it would be quite funny trying to see him fit into the car.
Petunia Dursley was standing by the stove fixing a heaping breakfast of porridge, bacon, sausages, and eggs. Her strained features were pursed in what must be a painful smile. Vernon Dursley was flushed red with pride. His face looked like a tomato sitting on a wide table since he had no neck.
Mr. Dursley was clapping Dudley on the back as Harry stepped into the kitchen. Immediately a look of gloom and anger was etched on everyone's face.
"What are you doing here boy?" bellowed Mr. Dursley his face turning even more a shade of red.
"I came to say goodbye to Diddykins," Harry said with a wicked grin on his face.
Mrs. Dursley gasped and Dudley asked his father if he could beat Harry up.
"No you cant. Go wait for me in the car." As Dudley left he turned to Harry. "There is no hocus pocus in this house boy!" Dudley guffawed from the hallway.
Harry stared at them, "But I didn't even have my wand!"
Mr. Dursley brushed that aside. "Then what was all of that about saying goodbye?"
Harry felt he could laugh, all of this was so typical of them. "I am leaving today. It's my last year at school. But don't worry, I'll go right to work after that and hopefully wont see you again."
Petunia couldn't help the little sigh of happiness that escaped her but Mr. Dursley was less than convinced.
"You cant believe his kind Petunia. But as long as your off by today" Mr. Dursley was never able to finish what ever he was to say. Voices drifted to them from the living room.
"Who is that?" squeaked Mrs. Dursley.
"My family." answered Harry.
As if on cue Ron and Ginny strolled into the kitchen. Mr. Dursley gasped. Harry turned and was pretty much struck dumb. Ginny walked in first, spotted Harry and gave him a huge hug.
"It's so good to see you Harry. We would have been here sooner but Fred and George came home so you can imagine how it is. Mom yelling at them, it took Ron and me ages to get passed her."
On cue Ron broke into the conversation, "Harry you ready to go, mom says we have to go we're expecting an exchange student to come stay with us until school starts. Are your bags upstairs?"
With out waiting for an answer Ron ran up the stairs passed a speechless Dudley.
Harry knew what the Dursley's were staring out. Ron and Ginny had the brightest red hair that you had ever seen. And the fact that they were both tall only added to the fact.
Harry was amazed at Ginny though. Over the past year they had grown pretty close. She being to only one who knows how he feels about being controlled by Voldemort, to have him in your head. But she seemed to have sprouted over the summer. She looked older to Harry. Prettier too.
Shaking off those feelings he found Ginny was in the hallway trying to talk to Dudley.
"You're Dudley, right? I'm Ginny. Its nice to meet you." She said. Dudley just stared, as he backed into the door. Amazed Ginny tried to get closer, "I wont hurt you."
Dudley made a wild animal noise. Mrs. Dursley screamed. "What are you doing to my son?"
Ginny turned around in a flash. She was confused, "Excuse me? I was just saying hello."
Before anyone could say anything else Ron bounded down the stairs carrying his trunk. He made his way into the living room yelling behind him at Ginny to get the broom and owl.
As Ginny raced up the stairs, the Dursley's watched in fear as Ron went ahead with the trunk. One minute he was in the living room the next minute he was gone. Ginny raced down the stairs into the living room.
"He's gone already has he? Oh well. Harry I have some floo powder if you wish or else you can apparate."
"I'll use the floo powder with you."
Smiling Ginny looked up at him. "All right. But first I want to say goodbye to your family." A wild noise erupted from the kitchen followed by a small shriek.
Harry bit his lip to keep from laughing. "I don't think that would be wise." Harry turned around the room giving it one last look before he yelled a goodbye and stepped into the fire with Ginny.