September 2, 1985
Standing outside of Miss Higgs classroom. Knowing what knowledge awaited me, I could barely contain my excitement.
Growing up in cupboard was small and dusty. Most children had a mummy and a daddy. And if you were lucky you got a brother or a sister. Well, growing up without either a mummy, daddy or a sister should have been hard. But Jamie made it okay.
Well I guess I should call him Harry now. As that is the name our mummy and daddy gave him before they crashed. Because when Jamie came home last year after his first day of being in the learning building, with the knowledge he had from the very first day of class. The most priceless things that he owned. The one thing that the Dursleys couldn't take away from him. His very own name.
Harry James Potter.
Growing up I always knew we had one. Like how Dudley had one, no matter how stupid it sounded, but I couldn't talk. My name was Girl. It was what Uncle Vernon called me. Like how he called Jamie, Boy.
But growing up, I was always a very smart child. And being smart I just knew that Boy and Girl were not our names.
Coming to this realization was crazy for Jamie. He denied it for a while, he thought that he was Boy and I was Girl. That was until he heard Uncle Vernon calling Dudley a good boy. Then, Jamie realized that we had a problem. We needed names.
So we listened and tried to figure out our real names, but the search was futile considering that the Dursleys never said our names.
So one day Uncle Vernon was yelling at someone over the telephone, probably a business assoiate that he did not like, and we heard a name that decided we liked. So, From that day on he had a name.
Jamie.
Finding a name for Jamie was easy. Uncle Vernon just had to get angry, and Uncle Vernon gets angry a lot. But finding a name for me was hard. Nothing fit properly. Either I liked it or Jamie didn't, or Jamie liked it and I didn't. We could just never agree on the perfect name for me. Until we did.
"Sissy, Missy, Bibbity, boop boop. Sissy, Missy, Bibbity, bree, Brie, bee…" Jamie stopped the horses and his random babbling suddenly and looked over at me, "Brie." He breathed. So from that day forth,
He was Jamie. And I was Brie.
So, I was jumping on the balls of my feet standing in front of Miss Higgs classroom about to get my very own Harry James Potter. It was safe to say I was excited.
"Come on in class." Taken out of my thought train, I get behind a girl and move into the learning room.
It was big with many desks and lots of toys. Excitement bubbled in me more about what I was about to learn. So, as she was calling rolls, I listen for Potter, as I know it is my 3rd name.
When I hear my 3rd name spoken before another that I just know is mine. I raise my hand and give my teacher a blinding smile. She gives me a small one in return and points me towards a desk that already seats 2 others.
"Hi I'm Eddie." A boy with chocolate brown hair and ocean blue eyes says next to me. I manage a small smile back and say a soft hello.
And so, as the day goes on, me and Eddie play together and a friendship that will last for decades blooms. And once the day had ended. I leave the school building the knowledge of all 3 of my names.
I see Jamie waiting for me looking excited himself. I run up to him and throw my arms around his waist. The excitement of knowing. Of having my very own Harry James Potter, nearly makes me combust.
Looking up at Jamie I give him a blinding smile and say the thing that I own and did not even need to buy. The one thing the Dursleys can never take away from me.
"Harry." I say. At that he looked at me seriously, knowing that I prefer to call him Jamie. Its our special names for eachother. Ones that we always call eachother. Only when mad or serious do I ever call him Harry. So, I step back and hold out my right hand.
"Harry James Potter," I start, "It is nice to meet you...my name is Aubrey Dorea Potter."
—————
Later that night a knife is stolen from the Dursleys kitchen and 4 words are carved in the panel of a wood above a little door, in a room with two sleeping children.
Harry and Aubrey's Room
