Chapter 1:
Once again this morning Hedwig woke up the whole house with her hooting. "I swear if that bloody bird doesn't shut up she'll have to go." Uncle Vernon sneered at breakfast that morning.
Me and Harry shared a look, he had been threatening to do that for weeks now, and we were desperately hoping that wasn't true. "She's only bored. If she can only go out for a night or two-" I said trying to no avail. "And risk you two sending bloody letters to those friends of yours? No sire." Uncle Vernon said as he started turning red as he usually does when he is getting in a rage.
"Can I have more bacon?" Dudley asked through his fifth slice. "Of course Duddeykins. I don't like the sound of that cafeteria food they give you at school, we need to fatten you up a bit." Aunt Petunia said while looking at him lovingly. "He doesn't need anymore fattening, even if he was a pig." I whispered when they weren't looking. Harry laughed and quickly turned it into a cough. Dudley looked at him and burped, then said "Pass the bacon." Harry mad at Dudley's manners said, "You forgot the magic -" I elbowed him but it was to late. " word." he said trailing off. Instantly everyone gasped, and Dudley fell off his seat. Uncle Vernon turned bright red, "WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT TALKING ABOUT THAT STUFF IN THE HOUSE!" "I only meant please." Harry yelled back. "I DON'T CARE!" He thundered. "Alright, alright I'm sorry." Harry muttered just loud enough to be barely heard.
Ever since we had come home for the holidays this new home was way better for me then my childhood house, even though it still was a awful way to be brought up. I was with my brother, and I only stayed here for a summers. Plus... No don't think about it, I scolded myself.
Ever since I had taken a sip of that stupid potion, I couldn't get rid of the nightmares. I usually only had a couple every month, but now they were every single day, and I never got a good nights sleep. I was pretty sure Harry knew something was up, but he never asked or said anything about me waking up in the middle of the night shaking, or biting back a scream. Although he was a pretty sound sleeper so it might just be he had no idea.
"Now we all know today is a very important day." Uncle Vernon said. Me and Harry looked at each other wide eyed. "Today the Mason's are coming over for my big deal. I want everything to be perfect so I think we should go over what is going to happen again. When they arrive Petunia you will be-" "Opening the door welcoming them into our lovely home." Aunt Petunia said proudly. "Wonderful and you Dudley?" "I'll be waiting to take their coats." Dudley said while pretending to take invisible coats.
Aunt Petunia sniffled proudly and hugged her little Duddeykins. I pretended to retch into my hands and turned it into a cough when I saw Uncle Vernon looking. "And what will you two be doing?" Uncle Vernon said turning a little purple a telltale sign he would explode if we didn't answer correctly. "We will be pretending we don't exist." I said and then Harry added, "And making no noise." "To right you are. If all goes well then we could be buying a vacation house in Maui soon."Uncle Vernon said smugly.
Right after breakfast Uncle Vernon left for work with many threats about our life laid on us if we got in the way of Aunt Petunia cleaning for our guests. Me and Harry both walked outside and went and sat down on the lawn. It was an awkward silence because neither of us really wanted to say out loud what we were both thinking. "Well... Happy Birthday Harry." I said with a sigh. "Happy Birthday Arrington." Harry said his tone reflecting mine. "I wish I could have got you something but..." I started and then trailed off. "Yeah. It's okay same with me." And then we both just started laughing at our screwed up lives.
Suddenly Dudley came waddling out on his fat feet. Dudley had to be the fattest boy I had ever seen, except he had no neck and a very pink face which made him look a lot like a pig with a small mop of blonde hair on its head. "I know what day is is..." Dudley half sang. "Good for you Dudley you finally learned how to count the number of days in a month." I said sarcastically. "No." Dudley said but he looked a little confused and started counting his fingers. Me and Harry exchanged looks and rolled our eyes.
"No, no I'm right. It's your guys birthday. I wonder why you got no letters, or presents. Nobody at your school must like you enough." Dudley said with a condescending tone in his voice. Anger rolled through me in waves, but I had long ago learned to control my emotions so I kept my face blank. Sadly Harry hadn't so he started muttering words, "Hickery, jickery, pokery, doke!" Dudley freaked out thinking Harry was doing magic, so he screamed "MUUUMM! Harry's doing you know what!" Nothing had happened so Aunt Petunia knew he wasn't, but she smacked Harry and set him to work cleaning. I went up to our room, so I wouldn't have to clean, smilingly at Harry as I passed. He stuck his tongue out at me and tried to hit me, but I was to fast and dodged him. I smiled again and walked up the stairs.
I picked up the scrap book Hagrid had given us last year and opened the book to the picture of me, Ron, Harry, and Hermione all smiling and laughing. It was one of my favorite pictures, besides the one of my parents getting married. I started wondering if our friends just forgot about us in all of the fun with their actual families. So much for writing everyday I thought, remembering Hermione making us each promise her that.
Suddenly I heard banging, and scrambling and thumping up the steps. I realized I must have lost track of time looking at the book, so I set it down and went to go and greet Harry. I opened the door to our room and he gave me my food, I closed the door and bumped right into Harry.