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Emily Costella
"Harry I'm sure that they've written, maybe something happened to the mail" Emily said to Harry trying to comfort him.
"Maybe" Harry said still a little sad that Hermione and Ron hadn't written to him for the whole summer. He looked up at Emily who was wearing a simple pretty green dress. It was for tonight's dinner. Vernon was having the Masons over so he could get a promotion.
"Hey lighten up it's your birthday" Emily said dragging him from his thoughts.
"So you didn't forget" he said.
"Of course not, I just had to get your gift ready"
From behind her back she brought a beautiful sketch of Hedwig. She then placed the sketch in Harry's lap. He looked at it in amazement. Harry noticed how Emily had almost all her details right. It looked almost life like.
"Emily…this is…wonderful. Thank you" he said astonished.
Emily blushed and grabbed her hair that was in a pony tail, and tugged it likely.
"Emily! The Masons are on the drive way. Get down here! And Harry you make one word…." Vernon shouted.
Emily gave Harry a hug then gave the restless Hedwig a scratch on her head with one finger. She smile then headed out the door. Harry waited for a couple of seconds and then pulled his beloved book moving photo album from under his bed. As soon as it rested on his lap, he flicked the pages to his favorite picture. Lily and James Potter stood smiling and waving at their son. Harry hadn't told Emily about the album yet. But he would tell her soon. She took his whole year at Hogwarts pretty well and once he told her all about Voldemort and the Sorcerer's Stone she had gasped in all the right places.
"Mr. and Mrs. Mason welcome" Harry heard his Aunt say.
He lay back on his bed and looked at the ceiling and then he saw something move out of the corner of his eyes. (1)
Emily sat at the dinner table, bored. Listening to her dad and those old coops talk wasn't what she had planned for that night. Emily stabbed her chicken with her fork then moved her peas around. She looked at Dudley who was picking his nose then she watched as her mother continued to smile a fake smile, while her father talked to the Masons.
/Please let something happen/ she thought.
Right on cue, there was a thump from upstairs.
/Thank you Harry/
Vernon's voice faltered a bit.
"What was that?" Mr. Mason asked.
"It's probably just a squirrel, right sweetie?" Petunia said.
"Yeah...just a squirrel"
The talking began again.
/This is not how I wanted to spend my evening. We should be celebrating Harry's Birtday/
Emily stabbed her meat then rolled some peas around with her fork.
Then she stood up and said politely, "Excuse me, I'll be in the bathroom"
Emily left the table and went upstairs to Harry's room. When she opened the door she made a small gasp. Harry was holding this dirty sack.
/That's no sack/
"Emily close the door" Harry whispered urgently.
Emily entered the room and closed the door behind her.
Whatever Harry was holding seemed to be holding Harry's lamp and was trying to hit itself.
"Dobby be still" Harry said.
The creature stilled then Harry let go of it.
"Dobby is very sorry sir" it said.
"Emily, this is Dobby the House Elf, Dobby this is Emily" Harry said.
"Pleased to meet you" Dobby said with a deep bow.
Emily looked at Dobby then at Harry and mouthed House Elf? Harry nodded.
"It's nice to meet you too, Dobby" Emily said.
"Harry Potter! You must not go back to Hogwarts. There is something dangerous there" Dobby said.
"What is it?"
"I cannot say"
"Well, I'm going back either way"
"You must not"
"Who's your master?" Harry asked.
"It is..." he stopped in mid-sentence and went over to Harry's dresser and began banging his head, "BAD DOBBY, BAD DOBBY, BAD DOBBY!"
"Dobby NO! stop! I"m sorry!" Harry said while pulling Dobby away from the dresser.
"Harry..." Emily said.
"I know, I'm trying to get him quiet"
"Harry, someone's coming up the stairs" Emily said.
What Emily spoke was true, thumping steps were getting closer and closer. Harry shoved Dobby at Emily and pushed them both into his closet. Just then Vernon opened the door.
"What do you think you are trying to do? Making all this ruckus" he spat angrily.
"I'm sorry, I...I dropped my lamp" Harry said.
"I brought you into my when you were just a baby and all i asked of you was to act like you were invisible. And what do i get in return! I never wanted this wizard crap mixed in with my family. Especially with Dudley, Our plan for Dudley was to have someone to look that would look up to him and that's where Emily came in. We went to the adoption agency and retrieved her there that night. The same night you were left on our doorstep" he said angrily
Vernon was pacing now. Harry glanced over at the closet when his Uncle mentioned that Emily was adopted, but there was no movement.
"Now I see Emily always hanging out around you-"
"Vernon! Have you turned off Dudley's T.V.?" Petunia asked.
"Yes, darling. I'll be down in a minute. You'd better be as silent as the dead boy" with that said Vernon left.
Harry quickly walked over to the closet. Having your parents die was bad enough but he was taken in by family. The worst family there is of course, but still family. Finding out you were adopted at such a young age was even worse. He opened the door and felt Dobby thrusted at him. Emily rushed past him and out the door.
"Emily..." he said.
Emily ran into her room, jumped on her bed, then hid her face under her pillow. The words adopted kept running through her head. She was absolutely stunned beyond all belief. And it struck her hard that she didn't have a family. Tears came came before she realized it. Sobs racked her body as she curled up into a ball.
Harry walked into Emily's bedroom ,with Dobby in tow, and looked at the from crying on the bed. He sat on the bed.
"Emily..." he began.
"adopted" Emily said, while sitting up.
She wiped her eyes then sniffed.
"And they used me, to make that...that brute look good. I don't even know who I am-"
"Yes you do. You are Emily" Harry said.
"Emily what?" she retorted.
"Emily Costella" he said.
"And what's my last name?"
"..."
"See Harry, you don't even know who I am"
She began to cry again.
"My name may not even be Emily. Harry I don't even know my family"
Emily hugged Harry and cried into his shirt. Harry hugged her back saying it was okay.
He whispered comforting words until she had stopped crying.
"You're the closest I've got" Emily said.
They held each other, two children alone in the world. Not knowing the truth about each's parents.
"Emily dear, Where are you?" Petunia asked.
The last thing Emily wanted to hear were the voices who took her away from her mother and father.
"Go down there and finish the dinner, and then we can talk it over," Harry said.
"Okay..." Emily said.
She let go of Harry then stood up.
"Thanks Harry"
She then went down the staris and joined the Masons and the Dursleys for dinner. Harry sighed then looked around.
"...Dobby?"
Then we all know that Harry finds Dobby in the kitchen hovering his Aunt's cake. The Ministry of Magic then sends a warning to Harry about doing not being able to do magic. All of this commotion leads to Harry being locked up in his room for three days. During his imprisonment hours, Emily made several attempts to get the key to his room. All of them ended up foiled. On the third night at 10:00, Emily was sitting by Harry's door talking with him when Harry heard a noise from his barred window. He looked over and there was Ronald Weasley waving at him.
Harry had made a small gasp and then walked over to the window.
"Harry?" Emily whispered on the other side of the door, "Harry, what happened?"
There was silence but then it was cut when a car revved.
/Car? And why does it sound so close/
There was a crunching noise, Emily could hear Dudley snorting.
"Harry what are you doing?" Emily whispered.
She heard voices besides Harry's own.
"Emily move away from the door" Harry whispered.
Emily backed away from the door quietly. There was some fiddling on the other side and then a click. The door swung open and she was looking at a pair of twins. One of them looked at her in surprise while the other smiled.
"Hello, I'm Fred" the one who smiled, whispered.
The one who had been surprised held out his hand to help her up. Emily grabbed his hand and the gesture felt so familiar. And then she rembered the boy she met from the train station.
/It's him! George/
"I'm George" he whispered.
"Thank you. I'm Emily. She whispered back.
"Come on, George. We've got a job to do" Fred whispered urgently.
George blushed as he realized he was still holding Emily's hand. He let go then muttered, "Right"
They hurried down the stairs.
"Harry, what's going on?" Emily asked quietly.
"I'm leaving with the Weasley's." he replied.
Emily rushed out of his room and went into her own. She emptied her school bacpack of all her school books and began packing clothes. After she had finished she changed out of her black nightgown into jeans and a shirt; picked up her sketch book then went back into Harry's room.
"I'm coming with you" she said.
Harry looked at her and knew that any talk of getting her out of it would be useless.
"Alright" Harry said.
Emily smiled at him then went to the window. She let out a small gasp as she saw the car floating in mid air.
Ron saw Emily and said, "Hi Emily, you boarding?"
Emily nodded then handed her bag over to Ron who put it in the seat next to him. He offered his hand and she took as she stepped from the window to the car. Just then George and Fred were lugging Harry's school trunk in the room. Harry closed the door behind them and helped them get the trunk through the window. Everyone pushed and pulled the trunk into the car. Once it was in Harry was about to get on when Hedwig let out a screech.
"THAT RUDDY OWL" shouted Vernon.
"I've forgotten Hedwig!" Harry said.
He jumped from the window and grabbed Hedwig's cage. Then the door opened and there stood Vernon dumbstruck and still half asleep. But he quickly put two and two together and dived after Harry. He caught Harry's leg.
"PETUNIA! HE'S TRYING TO ESCAPE!" he yelled. He looked up and saw Emily in the car.
"EMILY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THAT CAR? GET OUT OF THERE RIGHT NOW!" he screamed.
"I don't have to listen to you" she said.
All the while the Weasley's were pulling Harry. Emily had already taken Hedwig's cage from his hands.
"EMILY! YOU'D BEST LISTEN TO ME-"
"Why should I? Your not my dad!" she whispered to herself.
The Weasley's gave a final tug and Harry was in the car. Fred stepped on the gas and they were off. Emily felt her eye lids droop. She hadn't had that much sleep these past few days because she had been trying to get Harry's key. So the orphaned girl closed her eyes and slept.
(1) it's Dobby
A/N: How do you like it? I'm so glad I got this out. Alright hope to have the next one out maybe around Christmas..who knows... Happy Early Thanksgiving.