This story starts in the evening with dark clouds surrounding the sky. Harry Potter, his best friend, (Y/n) (L/n) a.k.a YOU, along with his pet ravens, Howard and Mary, and your little sister, Martha were just hanging around the playground, bored out of their minds while Harry was still trying to cope after what happened to him at The Triwizard Tournament.
"Harry!" The boy heard his best friend shout as he snapped out of his thoughts.
"Yes?"
"Jesus Christ, been callin' ya since a minute a go, you alright?" (Y/n) asked as he spread bread crumbs for Howard and Mary to eat.
"Y-Y-Yeah, I'm fine." He sheepishly answered.
"If ya gonna lie, don't stutter like a bitch." you remarked and snickered.
"Swear word!" Martha interjects
"Ma and Dad ain't here, I can say what I want, and I'll give twenty pounds for your silence." (Y/n) said as Martha thought about it.
"Deal!" She said as he took out his wallet, took out exactly twenty pounds, and gave it to her.
"Alright, you gotta go home to pack up." He said to his little sister
"Hell yeah! Magic time!" She shouted in excitement as she ran back to the house
"DON'T SAY THAT SHIT OUT LOUD!" he shouts before she left
"Is she going to be okay? Aren't we supposed to guide her back?" Harry asked
"She'll be fine. She's fourteen now! She performed a Mortal Kombat fatality on a guy's crotch for hitting on our mother just last week. The punch was so goddamn powerful, it sent that stupid piece a' shit ta' the ER!" He said as he chuckled while Harry cringed at the thought.
"Where are your mum and dad?" Harry asked curiously
"Went to The Land Down Under to visit my aunt from my mother's side there. Plus, they wanted to go on their romantic vacation and put me in charge of Lil' Martha." He explains.
"Anyways, you 'kay? Still feelin' like shit after last year?" (Y/n) asked sincerely
"Yeah... I just... I can't help but feel-"
"Look, it ain't ya fault, 'kay? Cedric got out alive, that's good. But it ain't your fault that Voldemort came back from the dead. By this point, we gotta stay on our toes, Lord knows that he has how many eyes and ears everywhere." (Y/n) told him
"Why are you saying my name in vain?" An old hoarse voice asked.
A vein popped out of his forehead as he looked to the side to see the same old man who he kept seeing in his dreams but now, he had invaded his reality he had to ignore him so the old fart could go away.
"Why must you ignore me every time... when will you acknowledge me? Until I've told you your family secret?" He asked as this piqued your interest.
Before you can ask any further, a couple of kids with Dudley start to approach you but Dudley starts to lag behind his friends.
"Yo, Dud, the hell're you-"
"So, these the guys who wanted to pick on us, Dudley?" You asked as he nodded timidly.
"Dudley, what the fuck is this?!" The other kid asks.
"Don't matter! He's just one guy."
"Yeah, one guy with muscles, you sure you can take me on?" You asked as one of the kids pulled out a knife.
"(Y/n)!" Harry shouted in worry.
"You really wanna go?" he asked with a smug look.
"Ohoho, I've seen bigger." He said with a sly smile that set the kid off.
