The Girl Who Dared

Ten Years Later

Ten years had passed since the Dursleys had woken up to find their niece and nephew on their front porch steps. But other than that Privet Drive had hardly changed at all. Everything was roughly the same on the inside of the house except for the photos on the mantle or hanging from the wall. Instead of a giant red balloon wearing bonnets although you could say Dudley Dursley was no longer a baby, but now the photos showed a round pink child with blonde hair riding his first bike and playing computer games, or even at the local fair. Although looking at the photos you would never have guessed two other children resided at the residents.

Yet Harry, and Jane Potter were still asleep, but not for long. Their Aunt Petunia was awake and it was her shrill high voice that woke the twins up from their slumber.

" Up, Get up!, Now!"

Harry was the first one up out of the pair. Petunia rapped on the door again telling them to get up. He new Jane wasn't feeling the greatest recently with how her arm had taken a nasty bruise from Dudley and his gang the other day. He laid on his back staring at the ceiling trying to remember his dream. He smiled at the small dream of a flying motorcycle. But he thought he had the same dream before. Before Harry knew it he heard the frying pan being put on the stove and the foot steps of his aunt returning.

" Are you two up yet?" At that point Jane had woken up groggily she blinked her eyes a few times before groaning in a response to her aunt as Harry snorted at his sisters action.

" Just about " Harry said in response as his aunt huffed

" Well, get a move on, I want you boy to look after the bacon and don't you dare burn it, And you girl, Get the oranges out and make fresh squeezed orange juice. I want everything perfect on Duddy's birthday."

The twins groaned in unison

" What did you two say?"

" Nothing Aunt Petunia" Jane called finding her glasses before hoping out of bed. How had they forgotten today was Dudleys Birthday. She was the first one out of the cupboard as Harry soon followed. As Jane walked into the kitchen she saw the table was hidden underneath of all the presents for Dudley. It looked like Dudley had gotten everything he wanted not to mention a second television. Jane watched as her brother looked at everything too before they split up going to start breakfast. Jane watched as her brother started the bacon and she began squeezing the oranges. It was odd to see the two children so silent in the morning. Usually they were talking to each other but they knew today was all about Dudley so they stayed quiet. Jane noticed her brother had bags under his eyes.

" He must not be sleeping again" She thought to her self taking in her brothers appearance. The baggy clothing made look smaller than he already was. She couldn't say anything either she was smaller than him. His scar looked inflamed. He must have been scratching at it. Although when they asked about their scars a few years back their aunt Petunia told them it was from the car accident that killed their parents. She even told them not to ask questions.

That was the first rule never ask questions. That was how to live a quiet life with the Dursleys. Uncle Vernon entered the kitchen as Harry was turning over the bacon and Jane was squeezing another orange.

" Comb your hair!" He barked at Harry as he turned to Jane. " Pull your hair up"

That was his way of greeting the twins every morning. Once a week, Uncle Vernon would say Harry needed a Hair cut, and that Jane needed hair dye to get out the red. But it didn't matter what they did the hair would return to normal the next day. Like the time aunt Petunia got so fed up with Harry's Hair and shaved it all off save for the bangs. But the next morning it was back to the same way it was before the shave. Or when she would get brown hair dye for Jane's hair. If Petunia had it her way it would match Vernon's hair color and she would consider moving her to the spare room. But that could never happen when the next day it was back to its normal Auburn color.