Learning to Understand

by ADuskWithoutDawn

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter 1) I'd wouldn't need to write an AU 2) I'd be rich. 3) One of my friends would call me the goddess. None of those are true... Therefore I don't own Harry Potter.

THIS IS AN AU STORY. THEREFORE IT DOESN'T FOLLOW SOME THINGS IN THE BOOKS. IF YOU DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ.

Chapter 2: Senka

Senka looked down through her Shadow and saw her last remaining descendant on earth.

"He really is a cute kid," she mumbled to herself. "He hasn't turned out so bad, considering who has raised him. I just want to take him out of there."

"I agree," a female voice said behind her and Senka jumped in shock. "Seven now isn't he?"

"Geez! Maya I understand sibling rivalry and all that stuff but you know I despise it when you sneak up on me like that!" Senka exclaimed, clutching her chest

dramatically.

"Always the drama queen weren't you," another person chimed in.

"But of course, brother dearest," Senka replied. "You should know that of all people, Edan. You know me so well after all." Senka grinned.

"It's okay Sen," Maya smiled in return. "We love you anyway."

Dudley walked over to where Harry was leaning over the ground and carefully patting the earth around the newly planted tulip. Dudley didn't even wait for Harry to remove his hands. He stepped on top of the plant and Harry's hands. Harry gasped in shock.

Dudley grinned cruelly at his gasp and said, "Oops, freak. I guess you'll have to replant that weed." Dudley felt a hand press on his shoulder so he looked up. His father was smiling at his 'accomplishment.' 'Mission completed,' Dudley thought happily.

Harry winced at the pain in his hands and continued his work by picking up the tulip and replanting it. That was his job, wasn't it? To pick up the mess that the Dursley's made. No matter how big the mess, Harry was always there to clean up.

When he finally finished the garden, he walked inside to ask for some water, hoping they wouldn't deny his request. "Aunt Petunia?" he questioned softly. "May I have some water?"

Her peaceful face turned to a scowl as soon as she heard Harry's voice. "Sure, freak. Just go get it." When he left the room he heard his aunt call, "Don't forget to make dinner!"

He grabbed a glass and got some tap water from the sink. He gulped all of it down and got out one of Aunt Petunia's cook books. Harry looked for recipes that looked kind of easy yet yummy. He decided upon spaghetti and some salad hoping that would be enough for his picky family.

He took down the sauce and took some beef out of the fridge knowing the meal would be more healthy with the protein. Shockingly enough, Harry enjoyed cooking. He was creating something yummy and he would get to test it before anyone else.

When Harry finished making the food he called, "Dinner is ready!" and he heard the farmiliar thumps as the Dursley's walked into the kitchen.

"Get out the wine, boy," his uncle ordered. Harry walked over to a cupboard and took a bottle of wine down. He put it down on the table gently. Harry hoped that his uncle didn't drink too much. That was always a bad sign for Harry. It usually meant that Harry would have bruises and broken limbs the next morning. Harry's hope meant nothing to whoever was listening.

"Just a bit more," Uncle Vernon would mumble to himself, adding more wine to his cup whenever he emptied it. After the sixth or seventh glass Harry knew he was going to have a very bad night.

"WE HAVE TO GO AND GET HIM!" Senka yelled at her siblings, who were sitting at the table with her. "HE COULD DIE!"

"Sen," Ilo exclaimed, "calm down. We will think of a way to go and get him. We can not be rash."

"Oh, of course," Sen replied sarcastically, "Big Brother Ilo ALWAYS has to go all 'I'm in control' in moments like this. Wahoo."

It was then that Aira decided to cut in, "Calm down, Sen. Just listen to him for a moment and then I sure," Aira glared at Ilo, "he will let you go get him."

"I agree with Aira," Nitesh spoke in his soft don't-make-me-make-you voice. Senka knew she was fighting a losing battle so she backed down from her attack. Even she knew better than to get Nitesh frustrated.

"Fine," Sen grumbled. "But make it fast."

"You don't want to shock your poor grandchild to death," Maya said, smiling at her tempered younger sister.

"You mean grandchild with who knows how many greats," Edan commented sarcastically.

"Shut UP, Edan," Aira said. "Sen is already ticked off enough. She doesn't need your stupid comments on her age along when she's already mad." Then complete chaos broke out. Edan and Aira were arguing on one side. Sen was trying to convince Ilo to let her go get her descendent and poor Maya and Nitesh sat on the side feeling left out of the beauty of sibling rivalry.

Finally someone decided to do something. "QUIET!" yelled Nitesh. It was rare that he ever yelled so everyone was silenced immediately. Suddenly, Senka felt pain. Awful, horrible, burning pain, deep in her soul. Sen's words froze the hearts of those around her.

"Oh no," Sen whispered. "We may be too late."

Harry felt so cold. It was ten times worse than usual tonight. He could feel some of the blood drying him to the sheet. In other areas, it just kept bleeding. His thoughts began slipping away from him. 'I need fire,' he thought. 'It's so cold.'

Just as the last of his senses were slipping away from him he saw the fire in his palm and some part of his mind worried as it fell to the floor. He would not be cold much longer.

To be continued...

YAY! CHAPPIE 2! COMPLETED! I'm sooooo good, man! ...yeah... so

This chapter had less to do with Harry... but hey... you gotta do what you gotta do.

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