Sidney sure got a room. A room of her own. But it was miserable. It was in the basement; there were no windows, no light at all. Vernon was starting to take over. He'd ordered her a lumpy cushion. That was her bed. She'd heard her uncle putting bars in front of her door so she couldn't get out. Then he ordered a bolt; a large metal one. That was what it sounded like. Petunia wasn't allowed to see her. He'd come in once a week to torment her.
She hadn't eaten in a while now. There was a long loud grinding noise; she sat on her bed. Her stomach growled. Vernon came in, "Come on." She didn't move; she didn't even speak. Her eyes were stuck on her hands. Her uncle held a belt. She took in a weak breath. Vernon looked at her; she wasn't acting normal. Her face was tired, anguished. He said, "I'm going to let you see your aunt for a moment. This is the only time." She nodded a little; it was all she could manage.
Petunia entered the room. Sidney sat on her lumpy cushion, head in her hands. She took out a bar. She handed it to Sidney. Sidney looked up; she was smiling a little bit. She looked at the bar; a granola bar. She took it in her hands and she ate it slowly. She looked skinny. She had circlets under her eyes. Petunia said, "You should sleep." Sidney nodded slightly, "Thank you Aunt Petunia."
Vernon entered the room and ordered his wife out of the room. He looked at Sidney, in gray clothes. Ripped gray clothes. Sidney looked up at him; he went up to her. He looked at her, then gave up. He left the room, sliding the bolt to locked position. The last he saw Sidney was seeing a tear fall down her cheek.
Harry lay in his bed, sleeping. He heard a tap on the window. When he looked, he jumped. Ronald Weasley was at his window. Ron looked worried, "Where's your sister?" Harry stared at Ronald, dumbfounded. He was speechless; they were in a flying car. 'They' being Ron, Fred and George. Ron tapped a little harder on the window, "Where's your sister?!" Harry remembered his sister suddenly, "Oh, no!" He said, "I can't get out." He slammed his whole body weight on the door; it still didn't budge. Ronald saw this and knew something was wrong. Harry never freaked out like this.
Fred and George went into the room. They opened the door; "Where is she Harry?" Harry managed, "Basement..." That was when they understood. Something was very wrong. They went to the basement. There was a bolt in the door. They tried to pull it off from it. It was too heavy. There was a noise from inside, "That's it! I'm getting out of here." They heard Sidney's footsteps getting louder. There was a rattle on the door. They heard something they didn't ever want to hear again; a cry of pain. They lifted the weight and pulled it out of its spot. They unlocked the bars and got through the alarm. They opened the door. Sidney stood there, dumbfounded. She looked like she'd been in a tornado.
They stared for a moment, before the alarm went off. Vernon yelled, "SHE'S GETTING AWAY!" There was a noise at the top of the stairs. Sidney looked completely scared. They stared at her. She got in front of them. Vernon Dursley came out from around the corner. He immediately saw the two other boys. He stared, shocked. Sidney said, "We better go." Fred said, "Yeah." They shot around Vernon and got back to Harry's room. They put her in the car. They then raced to the front of the car and the car zoomed out of the way.