Harry and Abby Potter in the Sorcerer's Stone
Author's Note: I do not own Harry Potter. The only character I own is Abby. Now that that's taken care of lets continue with the story.
Nearly 10 Years had passed since the Dursleys had woken to find their niece and nephew on the front step. Nothing had really changed at all, only the photographs on the mantelpiece really showed how much time had passed. Ten Years ago there had been lots of pictures of what looked like a large pink beach ball wearing different colored bonnets--- but Dudley Dursley was no longer a baby, now the photo showed a large blonde boy riding first bike, on a carousel at the fair, playing a computer game with his father, being hugged and kissed by his mother. The room held no sign that another boy and a girl lived in the house too. Yet Harry and Abby Potter were still there, asleep at the moment but not for long. Their Aunt Petunia was awake and it was her shrill voice that made the first noise of the day.
"Up! Get up! Now!"
Harry and Abby woke with a start as their aunt rapped on the door.
"Up"! She screeched. Abby sat up but Harry remained lying down, both were trying to remember the dream they'd been having. It was a good one, there had been a flying motorcycle in it and they had the funny feeling they'd had the dream before. Suddenly their aunt was back outside the door.
"Are you up yet"? She demanded.
"Nearly". Both replied at the same time.
"Well, get a move on, I want you both to look after the bacon. And don't you dare let it burn, I want everything perfect on Duddy's birthday".
Both Harry and Abby groaned,
"What did you say"? Their aunt snapped through the door.
"Nothing". Abby called back.
Once they were both dressed and out of the cupboard they made their way to the kitchen. They looked around at all the presents and shook their heads. Dudley had gotten everything he wanted, not to mention a second TV and a racing bike. Abby saw this and looked at Harry puzzled; he shrugged and went over to the bacon. Exactly why Dudley had wanted a racing bike was a mystery to the two of them because Dudley was very fat and hated exercise. Unless, of course it involved punching someone. Dudley's favorite punching bag was either Harry or Abby. But he could almost never catch them, when he did it was because he had help. Harry and Abby may not have looked it, but they were both very fast. Maybe it had something to do with living in a dark cupboard but Harry and Abby had always been small and skinny for their age. They looked even smaller and skinnier than they were because they had to wear old clothes of Dudley who was almost four times bigger than them. Harry had a thin face were as his sisters was round and full, knobby knees they both had but any one hardly ever got to see them. Harry' black hair was short and Abby's stopped at her waist, they both unruly hair and it wouldn't lay down for anything, Harry's bright green eyes were exact opposites of his sisters which were huge and round and changed colors depending on her mood. Harry wore round glasses held together with lots of scotch tape because of all the times Dudley had punched him on the nose. The only thing either of them liked about themselves were identical lightning bolt scars they had, Harry's was on his forehead were as Abby's was on her right temple. They'd had them for as long as either could remember, the Dursleys told them they had gotten them from the car crash when their parents died.
Abby was frying the eggs and Harry was frying the bacon by the time Dudley waddled, very duck like in. Harry quickly put the plates down as Abby poured the juice; they were having trouble because Uncle Vernon and Dudley took up so much of the table. Dudley had been counted his presents when suddenly, his face fell.
"Thirty six". He said still frowning. "Two less than last Year". Abby's eyes widened and Harry started to wolf down his breakfast, they could tell a huge tantrum was coming. Dudley's face suddenly became red and he was about to turn the table over when Aunt Petunia jump in.
"We'll buy you another two presents while were out. How's that, two more presents"? Dudley seemed to be in deep thought and Harry hoped he would say okay so he and his sister wouldn't lose their breakfast to the floor. Finally after what seemed like an eternity Dudley spoke, but it was very slowly as if he was still trying to figure it out.
"So, I'll have thirty………………….."
"Thirty nine, sweetie". Aunt Petunia said softly.
"Oh". Dudley replied before sitting down and grabbing a piece of paper. "Okay". Abby and Harry shook their heads and went back to their breakfast.
A few minutes later the phone rang and Aunt Petunia went to answer it as Harry, Abby, and Uncle Vernon watched Dudley unwrap the racing bike, a video camera, a remote control airplane, sixteen new computer games, and a VCR. He was ripping the paper off of another game when Aunt Petunia came back looking angry and worried.
"Bad news, Vernon". She said quietly. "Mrs. Figg's broken her leg and can't take them". She nodded her head in Harry and Abby's direction. Dudley's mouth fell open but Harry and Abby smiled. Every Year on Dudley's birthday, his parents took him out to any place he wanted while Harry and Abby were left behind with Mrs. Figg. She was a weird old lady that lived two blocks away, Harry and Abby hated it there. The house smelled like burnt cabbage and she made them look at photos of all the cats she had ever owned, it usually took all day for them to see them all.
"Now what"? Aunt Petunia asked, glaring at Abby and Harry.
"We could call Marge"? Uncle Vernon suggested.
"Don't be silly, she dislikes the boy and hates the girl". Aunt Petunia snapped. The Dursleys talked about it for five minutes before Harry interrupted.
"You could just leave us here". He said hopefully.
"And come back to find the house destroyed"? She sneered.
"We wouldn't blow it up". Abby said, but the Dursleys had stopped listening.
"We could take them to the zoo…………..and leave them in the car". Aunt Petunia said slowly.
"The car is new; they're not sitting in it alone". As Dudley pretended to cry the Dursleys frantically searched for an idea. But soon the doorbell rang and Dudley's best friend, Piers Polkiss, was there. Polkiss looked like a rat and was usually the one that held people's arms as Dudley punched them. Dudley stopped pretending to cry instantly.
20 minutes later, Harry and Abby sat in the back of the Dursleys car with Piers and Dudley. They were going to the zoo for the first time in their life. But before they had left Uncle Vernon had pulled them aside.
"I'm warning you two. Any funny stuff and you'll be locked in the cupboard from now until Christmas".
"We're not going to do anything". Abby said.
"Honestly". Harry added. Uncle Vernon grunted and climbed into the car. Abby and Harry sighed and shook their heads. It wasn't like they tried to make things happen, they just did. Like once Aunt Petunia shave Harry's head but left the bangs and the next morning it was back just as it was before she'd shaved it. Then there was that time when Abby had been running from Dudley and when she jumped she ended up on the roof.
But today they were determined to make nothing go wrong, or at least try. It had been a good day, they had both gotten ice cream, got to finish Dudley's and Piers chocolate ice cream cake and they had gotten to see so many different animals. But as they thought it was all too good to last. After lunch they went to the reptile house, it was cool and dark, Abby's kind of place. Dudley and Piers wanted to see the huge, poisonous cobras and the thick, man-crushing pythons. Dudley found the largest snake in the entire place and pressed his face to the glass, expecting it to move, but it was asleep and was in no mood to be bothered.
"Make it move". Dudley demanded to his father. Uncle Vernon tapped the glass but the snake didn't move a muscle.
"This is boring". Dudley groaned before waddling away. Once he was gone Harry and Abby went to watch the snake. The snake opened its eyes and lifted itself until it was eye level with them, then, it winked. Abby stared at the snake as Harry looked around to make sure no one was watching. They weren't. Harry turned back and at the same time he and Abby winked back. The snake stared at them before a loud voice rang through the air,
"DUDLEY! MR. DURSLEY! COME AND LOOK AT THE SNAKE"! Dudley came over as fast as his short fat legs would carry him.
"Out of the way". He said punching Harry and pushing Abby. Both, who weren't expecting it, fell to the floor hard. The next few minutes happen very quickly, one minute Dudley and Piers were leaning on the glass and the next they were yelling and screaming. Abby and Harry sat up and gasped, the glass front of the snake's tank had disappeared. The snake uncoiled its self and slithered toward the door.
"Thanksssssss". It called back to Harry and Abby.
"Well," Abby started as Harry helped her up. "So much for trying to make today go well".