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Prelude
I must tell you about my character Marie before I tell the story. Marie Evlen is an orphan whose parents died in a car crash. She has red hair and green eyes, is 5'2" and only weighs 130lbs. So you can imagine how tiny she is! Marie has moved to several different orphanages since she was 11. And here's the story about how her heritage finally catches up with her after 6 years. (It's in first person)
Chapter 1
A Reunion of Friends and the Making of New Ones
I remember the day when I first started to realize my heritage. I only had 2 days left of school. I go to a boarding school in Simpleton, England. It's a beautiful place and I love it here. But unfortunately I am an unusual girl, since I believe in the unnatural and can actually do some witchcraft. For instance I can do things all with my mind, such as disappearing from a place and reappearing to another. I can also move things. But that is about all that I can do.
I am also smart and to my one and only friend Hermione Granger I am very funny. We were separated at the age of 11. She went off to a school near London, while I went to another school and orphanage. It has been tuff with out her. But somehow I always manage.
Now back to that one-day. I was sitting in my most boring class, history. Mrs. Binlow, like normal, was talking on and on about 1800- century presidents and other famous people. I, of course, was staring out the window in a daze. I was thinking about what I was going to do once I graduated and left Simpleton. I had planned on either working in a library or owning my own bookstore. I kept on dreaming when all of a sudden I saw an owl float by. 'It isn't so unusual,' I thought, 'after all owls aren't just nocturnal.' I went back to future dreaming and thought nothing of it. Little did I know that it had important significance. Suddenly Bobby Darwin's hand went into the air.
"Mrs. Binlow! Mrs. Binlow! I saw an owl fly by!"
"Mr. Darwin! I will ask you to stop making up such childish stories your much more mature than that!"
"But Mrs. Binlow~"
"ENOUGH! I won't have games being played in my classroom"
I felt sorry for poor Bobby he was on his way to a detention, so I did something I don't do too often with out precaution, I raised my hand and said, "I saw it also Mrs. Binlow, but I assure you that it isn't that abnormal~"
"Miss Evlen!? I would have expected better of you."
"But I am telling the truth~"
"ENOUGH! Both of you! Detention!"
'Detention, had she said that I had detention? No she couldn't have, but she did!' I couldn't believe it! 'I have never had detention.' I couldn't, I just couldn't serve detention. Since History was my last class, I went up to my living quarters and lay on the bed and cried. She had given me detention. 'Why? I only told the truth. I just don't belong here. I just wish I could get away, I thought as I cried, she has never been so horrible to me like that before.' I lay on my bed all night until it was 9 o'clock at night and I had to go down for my detention. I just can't say the word. At least Bobby was going to be there to so it wasn't so bad. Bobby Darwin is the most popular boy in my class. All the girls like Marnie and Rachel want him. But he says he doesn't like them. And I know because I've talked to him once in awhile although I blush every time.
Detention wasn't as bad as I thought. All we had to do was clean and that wasn't so horrible. It only took us a couple hours or so to do it and when the night was over I went up stairs and as soon as my head hit the pillow I was sleeping. The next day before classes, the Headmaster came up to me in the hall. "I need to talk to you Miss Evlen. Please follow me." That is all he said to me and then he turned and walked away. So I followed thinking, 'what did I do now?' I followed him all the way up to his office. He motioned with his hand for me to sit. I did. He sat down at his desk after I sat down.
"Miss Evlen? This may come as a shock to you, as well as strange. But you are to be sent to Surrey at 12 o'clock."
"I'm being moved again?"
"Yes, in a sense. But you see Miss Evlen some good people named the Peppers have agreed to adopt you."
"I'm to be adopted? But I'm 16~who adopts 16 year olds?"
"Apparently the Peppers. But do know that you shall be attending a much better school and the Peppers also knew your real parents, seems they've been wanting to adopt you for a while now but haven't been able to find you."
"Do you want me to miss classes, Mr. Dullen, so that I may pack?"
"Yes, Miss Evlen, please do. Your train leaves for Surrey at exactly 12 o'clock."
"Thank you Mr. Dullen." I ran out of his office, tears falling unchecked down my face. I was being adopted! By people who knew my parents! I wasn't so sad, I was actually sort of happy. I could make new friends and start over and not be an outcast anymore. I got up to my living quarters and packed as fast as I could. I grabbed my cat, Snuffles, and my trunk and heaved it down the stairs to the entrance to wait for Mr. Dullen to escort me to the train station.
The train came into view slowly. I turned to Mr. Dullen and said, "Is that my train?"
"Yes, Ms. Evlen. I shall get you a trolley." He went and grabbed one and hurried back and continued, "Maggie and George Pepper will meet you at King's Cross in London. I think you shall like them. They have 6 other children."
"Then why do they want me?"
"Well when your parents died they were to adopt you, but couldn't find you. And they have all boys."
"Oh." The train stopped in front of us. People got off the train and the train helpers were helping the people find their baggage. "Goodbye Mr. Dullen."
"Good bye, Marie."
I pushed the trolley that had my trunk and kitty carrier on it and found a train helper to help me put my luggage on the train. The one I found was very tall and had long black hair. He looked somewhat scary to me. But he was very kind.
"Yes, I can help you. Do you want to keep your cat with you?"
"Yes, please." He handed me Snuffles.
"There you are, Miss. If you need anything else just ask the little old lady who pushes the cart through the passages. Do you need me to find you a compartment?"
"I'd like that very much, please."
"Your very polite for being what?"
"16." He showed me an empty compartment and wished me good luck and waved goodbye to me when the train headed down the tracks.
The train ride wasn't bad as I slept most of the way. I woke up as soon as the train started to slow down. Are we there yet? It was dark and cold outside as well as in the compartment. All there was for light was the full moon out side. Suddenly 3 people with cloaks on popped into the room.
"Can I help you?" They jumped.
"A muggle!" said the tallest one, who had red eyes and no hair. He must be the leader.
"What did you call me!?"
"Nothing. What are you doing on this train?"
"Riding it to London! Duh!" ("I think we have the wrong train," said the one who had long blonde hair.) The one with blonde hair pulled something out and since I couldn't see it I assumed it was a gun. I thought they were going to kill me so I moved it out of their hands with my mind and brought it to me. To my surprise it was a long stick in the shape of a wand. 'A wand? What are they playing at?' "What are you playing at?"
"You just took that out of my hand, without moving." They glanced at each other.
"Did I?" I said sarcastically.
"But you're a muggle...you can't do magic!" said the shortest one. He was balding and it looked like he had a hand of silver for it glistened in the moonlight.
"Ok if you don't stop calling me what ever it is your calling me I'm going to call someone." They popped out of the room again and I was left alone. At first I thought I was dreaming but then I realized that I still had the wand. 'Shoot! They'll be coming back any minute.' And without a surprise they did. The leader took the wand and popped out again. 'How rude! Who were those people? They looked evil. And one had a hand of silver and the other, red eyes?'
I stayed awake until it was light again. I figured that it must be a twenty-four hour ride since we weren't there yet. When the train slowed we must have picked up more people or needed to slow down. What ever it was I didn't know. But now all I knew was that it was getting closer to London every minute. I couldn't wait to see the people I would be calling mummy and daddy. It was going to be great, I would even have brothers! 'I wonder what they're like, what they names are and what they look like. How old are they? Are they close to my age? I bet I'm the youngest. Hopefully they are nice to me. Maybe they're already grown up and left home.' I thought on this for a while until I driffted off to sleep again.
I awoke by someone shaking me. All I heard was, "Get up! Get up! You're here, Miss!"
"I'm up, I'm up."
"Shall I take your kitty, Miss?"
"Sure."
"Ok, follow me, Miss. Your parents have taken your luggage. I do hope your ride was good."
"Wonderful."
"Good." I followed him out of the train and saw a beautiful lady who had brown hair and blue eyes and standing next to her was a man with black hair and honey colored eyes. Both looked loving. "Ah, here you are, Miss. Your parents."
"Thank you~"
"Cuddle."
"Thank you, Cuddle."
"Your welcome, Miss~"
"Marie."
"Marie, that's lovely. Good bye Miss Marie."
"Good bye, Cuddle." I waved and the lady and man came over to me.
"Hello Marie, I'm Maggie your mother and this is your father George."
"Hello."
"You can call us mum and dad if you'd like. We won't rush you, dear."
"Ok mum, dad."
"Maggie!" cried a woman who had a lot of neck and was very skinny and bony.
"Petunia!" called mum back at the lady.
"Is this her? Is this Marie?"
"Yes. Isn't she lovely?"
"She's perfect. Duddykins! Come meet Marie." A boy who was very fat and had very little neck and about five chins it looked like. I didn't like his appearance and he looked as if he was very stupid too.
"Hullo, Marie. I'm Dudley and this is my father."
"Vernon Dursley. How are you my dear."
"Just fine, Mr. Dursley. And yourself?"
"Good."
"What are you three doing here?" said my father.
"Waiting for our nephew. He's coming back from school." The man looked very unhappy as he said this. I could tell that he obviously despised his nephew. 'He must be some sort of devil child.' As I was thinking, a boy with messy black hair and emerald green eyes came walking over with a boy with red hair and a vacant expression on his face, and to the right of the red haired boy was...
"Her~ Hermione!?" "Yes, but who are~ Marie! Oh it's so good to see you! How are you? Are you well? What are you doing in London? What happened to Simpleton? Don't tell me you've moved again!"
"I'm fine, yes, and I was adopted."
"Oh how wonderful~" The boy with black hair had coughed, "Oh sorry, Marie, this is Harry." She pointed to the handsome boy with black hair. "And this is Ron, my boyfriend and also good friend." She had pointed to the other boy who had red hair. He was also handsome. I could see why Hermione had found him interesting.
"Oh, Nice to meet you."
"Harry! Say good bye to your friends, we're going!" said Mr. Dursley. Mr. Dursley, I could tell wasn't a pleasant man to be around.
"Bye Hermione, Ron, Marie!" said the boy, named Harry.
"Bye," we all said.
"Marie, we're leaving also say good bye to your friend Hermione."
"Bye Hermione, it was good to see you again. Write to me! I can't wait to see you again. Bye Ron."
"Bye Marie, I'll miss you girl."
"Bye," said the boy named Ron. And we walked out to the parking lot. I saw the Dursleys getting into a grayish SUV. It seemed we were following them home.
"Mum?" I said. "Do we live in the same neighborhood as the Dursleys?"
"Yes, actually we do. Right next door actually."
"What's our house like?"
"Well its quite unlike the others I a sure you."
"Oh? What's that mean father?"
"Notice how all the houses look exactly the same?"
"Yes, its rather boring actually. Why do they look the same?"
"Who knows, but we made our house look different. In fact, its nothing like the rest at all."
"Oh that's good."
It was kind of a long way to Surrey. We lived on Privet Drive, number 6. Right next door to the Dursleys. The back yard was huge. It had a big pool, a hot tub, a big patio with patio furniture (obviously expensive), and it still had plenty of yard left for the garden, an old swing set, and a hammock. It was great! There was even room to go camping or to just lie in the shad of the trees we had. I loved it! A hedge and a swinging gate separated the Dursleys' back yard and ours. Ours was much bigger and our house seemed to take up a lot of space.
Inside it was even better. To enter our house you had to use the back door. There is a path from the front of the house to the back of the house; there you go through a gate that leads to the back yard. Then you cross the patio and go in through the sliding glass doors. They lead you into the kitchen and from the kitchen you can go into the hallway. The hallway goes to the porch and dinning room; it also lets you into the living room. The hallway has the stairs that take you up to the 2nd floor. We have a music room also. I love playing the piano. We do not have a basement; instead we have a storm cellar, which has no windows, 9 cots, and food.
The 2nd floor is where my entire brothers slept and my parents also sleep on that floor. We have two guestrooms also. Every bedroom in the house has its own bathroom. The 3rd floor is all mine. I have a big bedroom that has a huge closet and bed. The bed is a four-poster bed. I have a T.V, a couch, a desk, and a fireplace. It's such a lovely room. There is a bathroom that is also huge. Across the hall is my library, which also has a fireplace. Next to the library is the gaming room, which is the only other room up stairs. The 3rd floor only has 3 rooms and 2 of them are totally mine. The gaming room belongs to everyone.
Now, I have 6 older stepbrothers, Phil, 26; Lawrence, 24; Harvey, 22; Carl and Marvolo, 21; and Michael, 20. My parents felt lonely and decided to search harder for me. When they finally found me, they adopted me straight away. I am so happy to have such a large family. None of them were around to bother me, so I went straight to bed. Not a minute after I was putting my pajamas on, the phone rang. I felt lucky that I could change in piece, since I knew no one would ever call me. But I was wrong, Dudley had called to see if I would join him and the rest of his family for dinner on Saturday evening. I accepted. I suddenly felt as if I would finally have more than one friend that wasn't so far away and could actually see just about every day, even if he was rather large.
Prelude
I must tell you about my character Marie before I tell the story. Marie Evlen is an orphan whose parents died in a car crash. She has red hair and green eyes, is 5'2" and only weighs 130lbs. So you can imagine how tiny she is! Marie has moved to several different orphanages since she was 11. And here's the story about how her heritage finally catches up with her after 6 years. (It's in first person)
Chapter 1
A Reunion of Friends and the Making of New Ones
I remember the day when I first started to realize my heritage. I only had 2 days left of school. I go to a boarding school in Simpleton, England. It's a beautiful place and I love it here. But unfortunately I am an unusual girl, since I believe in the unnatural and can actually do some witchcraft. For instance I can do things all with my mind, such as disappearing from a place and reappearing to another. I can also move things. But that is about all that I can do.
I am also smart and to my one and only friend Hermione Granger I am very funny. We were separated at the age of 11. She went off to a school near London, while I went to another school and orphanage. It has been tuff with out her. But somehow I always manage.
Now back to that one-day. I was sitting in my most boring class, history. Mrs. Binlow, like normal, was talking on and on about 1800- century presidents and other famous people. I, of course, was staring out the window in a daze. I was thinking about what I was going to do once I graduated and left Simpleton. I had planned on either working in a library or owning my own bookstore. I kept on dreaming when all of a sudden I saw an owl float by. 'It isn't so unusual,' I thought, 'after all owls aren't just nocturnal.' I went back to future dreaming and thought nothing of it. Little did I know that it had important significance. Suddenly Bobby Darwin's hand went into the air.
"Mrs. Binlow! Mrs. Binlow! I saw an owl fly by!"
"Mr. Darwin! I will ask you to stop making up such childish stories your much more mature than that!"
"But Mrs. Binlow~"
"ENOUGH! I won't have games being played in my classroom"
I felt sorry for poor Bobby he was on his way to a detention, so I did something I don't do too often with out precaution, I raised my hand and said, "I saw it also Mrs. Binlow, but I assure you that it isn't that abnormal~"
"Miss Evlen!? I would have expected better of you."
"But I am telling the truth~"
"ENOUGH! Both of you! Detention!"
'Detention, had she said that I had detention? No she couldn't have, but she did!' I couldn't believe it! 'I have never had detention.' I couldn't, I just couldn't serve detention. Since History was my last class, I went up to my living quarters and lay on the bed and cried. She had given me detention. 'Why? I only told the truth. I just don't belong here. I just wish I could get away, I thought as I cried, she has never been so horrible to me like that before.' I lay on my bed all night until it was 9 o'clock at night and I had to go down for my detention. I just can't say the word. At least Bobby was going to be there to so it wasn't so bad. Bobby Darwin is the most popular boy in my class. All the girls like Marnie and Rachel want him. But he says he doesn't like them. And I know because I've talked to him once in awhile although I blush every time.
Detention wasn't as bad as I thought. All we had to do was clean and that wasn't so horrible. It only took us a couple hours or so to do it and when the night was over I went up stairs and as soon as my head hit the pillow I was sleeping. The next day before classes, the Headmaster came up to me in the hall. "I need to talk to you Miss Evlen. Please follow me." That is all he said to me and then he turned and walked away. So I followed thinking, 'what did I do now?' I followed him all the way up to his office. He motioned with his hand for me to sit. I did. He sat down at his desk after I sat down.
"Miss Evlen? This may come as a shock to you, as well as strange. But you are to be sent to Surrey at 12 o'clock."
"I'm being moved again?"
"Yes, in a sense. But you see Miss Evlen some good people named the Peppers have agreed to adopt you."
"I'm to be adopted? But I'm 16~who adopts 16 year olds?"
"Apparently the Peppers. But do know that you shall be attending a much better school and the Peppers also knew your real parents, seems they've been wanting to adopt you for a while now but haven't been able to find you."
"Do you want me to miss classes, Mr. Dullen, so that I may pack?"
"Yes, Miss Evlen, please do. Your train leaves for Surrey at exactly 12 o'clock."
"Thank you Mr. Dullen." I ran out of his office, tears falling unchecked down my face. I was being adopted! By people who knew my parents! I wasn't so sad, I was actually sort of happy. I could make new friends and start over and not be an outcast anymore. I got up to my living quarters and packed as fast as I could. I grabbed my cat, Snuffles, and my trunk and heaved it down the stairs to the entrance to wait for Mr. Dullen to escort me to the train station.
The train came into view slowly. I turned to Mr. Dullen and said, "Is that my train?"
"Yes, Ms. Evlen. I shall get you a trolley." He went and grabbed one and hurried back and continued, "Maggie and George Pepper will meet you at King's Cross in London. I think you shall like them. They have 6 other children."
"Then why do they want me?"
"Well when your parents died they were to adopt you, but couldn't find you. And they have all boys."
"Oh." The train stopped in front of us. People got off the train and the train helpers were helping the people find their baggage. "Goodbye Mr. Dullen."
"Good bye, Marie."
I pushed the trolley that had my trunk and kitty carrier on it and found a train helper to help me put my luggage on the train. The one I found was very tall and had long black hair. He looked somewhat scary to me. But he was very kind.
"Yes, I can help you. Do you want to keep your cat with you?"
"Yes, please." He handed me Snuffles.
"There you are, Miss. If you need anything else just ask the little old lady who pushes the cart through the passages. Do you need me to find you a compartment?"
"I'd like that very much, please."
"Your very polite for being what?"
"16." He showed me an empty compartment and wished me good luck and waved goodbye to me when the train headed down the tracks.
The train ride wasn't bad as I slept most of the way. I woke up as soon as the train started to slow down. Are we there yet? It was dark and cold outside as well as in the compartment. All there was for light was the full moon out side. Suddenly 3 people with cloaks on popped into the room.
"Can I help you?" They jumped.
"A muggle!" said the tallest one, who had red eyes and no hair. He must be the leader.
"What did you call me!?"
"Nothing. What are you doing on this train?"
"Riding it to London! Duh!" ("I think we have the wrong train," said the one who had long blonde hair.) The one with blonde hair pulled something out and since I couldn't see it I assumed it was a gun. I thought they were going to kill me so I moved it out of their hands with my mind and brought it to me. To my surprise it was a long stick in the shape of a wand. 'A wand? What are they playing at?' "What are you playing at?"
"You just took that out of my hand, without moving." They glanced at each other.
"Did I?" I said sarcastically.
"But you're a muggle...you can't do magic!" said the shortest one. He was balding and it looked like he had a hand of silver for it glistened in the moonlight.
"Ok if you don't stop calling me what ever it is your calling me I'm going to call someone." They popped out of the room again and I was left alone. At first I thought I was dreaming but then I realized that I still had the wand. 'Shoot! They'll be coming back any minute.' And without a surprise they did. The leader took the wand and popped out again. 'How rude! Who were those people? They looked evil. And one had a hand of silver and the other, red eyes?'
I stayed awake until it was light again. I figured that it must be a twenty-four hour ride since we weren't there yet. When the train slowed we must have picked up more people or needed to slow down. What ever it was I didn't know. But now all I knew was that it was getting closer to London every minute. I couldn't wait to see the people I would be calling mummy and daddy. It was going to be great, I would even have brothers! 'I wonder what they're like, what they names are and what they look like. How old are they? Are they close to my age? I bet I'm the youngest. Hopefully they are nice to me. Maybe they're already grown up and left home.' I thought on this for a while until I driffted off to sleep again.
I awoke by someone shaking me. All I heard was, "Get up! Get up! You're here, Miss!"
"I'm up, I'm up."
"Shall I take your kitty, Miss?"
"Sure."
"Ok, follow me, Miss. Your parents have taken your luggage. I do hope your ride was good."
"Wonderful."
"Good." I followed him out of the train and saw a beautiful lady who had brown hair and blue eyes and standing next to her was a man with black hair and honey colored eyes. Both looked loving. "Ah, here you are, Miss. Your parents."
"Thank you~"
"Cuddle."
"Thank you, Cuddle."
"Your welcome, Miss~"
"Marie."
"Marie, that's lovely. Good bye Miss Marie."
"Good bye, Cuddle." I waved and the lady and man came over to me.
"Hello Marie, I'm Maggie your mother and this is your father George."
"Hello."
"You can call us mum and dad if you'd like. We won't rush you, dear."
"Ok mum, dad."
"Maggie!" cried a woman who had a lot of neck and was very skinny and bony.
"Petunia!" called mum back at the lady.
"Is this her? Is this Marie?"
"Yes. Isn't she lovely?"
"She's perfect. Duddykins! Come meet Marie." A boy who was very fat and had very little neck and about five chins it looked like. I didn't like his appearance and he looked as if he was very stupid too.
"Hullo, Marie. I'm Dudley and this is my father."
"Vernon Dursley. How are you my dear."
"Just fine, Mr. Dursley. And yourself?"
"Good."
"What are you three doing here?" said my father.
"Waiting for our nephew. He's coming back from school." The man looked very unhappy as he said this. I could tell that he obviously despised his nephew. 'He must be some sort of devil child.' As I was thinking, a boy with messy black hair and emerald green eyes came walking over with a boy with red hair and a vacant expression on his face, and to the right of the red haired boy was...
"Her~ Hermione!?" "Yes, but who are~ Marie! Oh it's so good to see you! How are you? Are you well? What are you doing in London? What happened to Simpleton? Don't tell me you've moved again!"
"I'm fine, yes, and I was adopted."
"Oh how wonderful~" The boy with black hair had coughed, "Oh sorry, Marie, this is Harry." She pointed to the handsome boy with black hair. "And this is Ron, my boyfriend and also good friend." She had pointed to the other boy who had red hair. He was also handsome. I could see why Hermione had found him interesting.
"Oh, Nice to meet you."
"Harry! Say good bye to your friends, we're going!" said Mr. Dursley. Mr. Dursley, I could tell wasn't a pleasant man to be around.
"Bye Hermione, Ron, Marie!" said the boy, named Harry.
"Bye," we all said.
"Marie, we're leaving also say good bye to your friend Hermione."
"Bye Hermione, it was good to see you again. Write to me! I can't wait to see you again. Bye Ron."
"Bye Marie, I'll miss you girl."
"Bye," said the boy named Ron. And we walked out to the parking lot. I saw the Dursleys getting into a grayish SUV. It seemed we were following them home.
"Mum?" I said. "Do we live in the same neighborhood as the Dursleys?"
"Yes, actually we do. Right next door actually."
"What's our house like?"
"Well its quite unlike the others I a sure you."
"Oh? What's that mean father?"
"Notice how all the houses look exactly the same?"
"Yes, its rather boring actually. Why do they look the same?"
"Who knows, but we made our house look different. In fact, its nothing like the rest at all."
"Oh that's good."
It was kind of a long way to Surrey. We lived on Privet Drive, number 6. Right next door to the Dursleys. The back yard was huge. It had a big pool, a hot tub, a big patio with patio furniture (obviously expensive), and it still had plenty of yard left for the garden, an old swing set, and a hammock. It was great! There was even room to go camping or to just lie in the shad of the trees we had. I loved it! A hedge and a swinging gate separated the Dursleys' back yard and ours. Ours was much bigger and our house seemed to take up a lot of space.
Inside it was even better. To enter our house you had to use the back door. There is a path from the front of the house to the back of the house; there you go through a gate that leads to the back yard. Then you cross the patio and go in through the sliding glass doors. They lead you into the kitchen and from the kitchen you can go into the hallway. The hallway goes to the porch and dinning room; it also lets you into the living room. The hallway has the stairs that take you up to the 2nd floor. We have a music room also. I love playing the piano. We do not have a basement; instead we have a storm cellar, which has no windows, 9 cots, and food.
The 2nd floor is where my entire brothers slept and my parents also sleep on that floor. We have two guestrooms also. Every bedroom in the house has its own bathroom. The 3rd floor is all mine. I have a big bedroom that has a huge closet and bed. The bed is a four-poster bed. I have a T.V, a couch, a desk, and a fireplace. It's such a lovely room. There is a bathroom that is also huge. Across the hall is my library, which also has a fireplace. Next to the library is the gaming room, which is the only other room up stairs. The 3rd floor only has 3 rooms and 2 of them are totally mine. The gaming room belongs to everyone.
Now, I have 6 older stepbrothers, Phil, 26; Lawrence, 24; Harvey, 22; Carl and Marvolo, 21; and Michael, 20. My parents felt lonely and decided to search harder for me. When they finally found me, they adopted me straight away. I am so happy to have such a large family. None of them were around to bother me, so I went straight to bed. Not a minute after I was putting my pajamas on, the phone rang. I felt lucky that I could change in piece, since I knew no one would ever call me. But I was wrong, Dudley had called to see if I would join him and the rest of his family for dinner on Saturday evening. I accepted. I suddenly felt as if I would finally have more than one friend that wasn't so far away and could actually see just about every day, even if he was rather large.