Earning love{tomarry/wbwl}

Chapter One

Nobody's POV

It was a normal day for the Potters at the Potter manor. They were having a party, celebrating six year old Poppy Potter, the great girl-who-lived, birthday. There was singing and dancing, a food buffet, children running around while the parents and adults watched and talked among themselves. Though at that moment they were opening the mountain of presents that was talking up almost a third of the ball room. Lily and James Potter were sitting next to Poppy as she opened a present, which turned out to be the newest training broom on the market, though it was the third one she got that day. Remes Lupin-Black was sitting next to James while Sirius Black-Lupin was in his animagus form sitting next to Poppy.

Harry Potter was standing at the top of the stairs in the doorway, hiding in the shadows.

Harry stood there with an emotionless expression on his face, though if you looked closely you could see the envy and sadness in his eyes. Today was his birthday too, as he and Polly were twins, though he was younger by seventeen minutes. He envied Poppy. How people cheered and talked about her non-stop. How she got hundreds of presents for their birthday, while he didn't even get one! But most of all, he envied how Polly got all of their parents' love and attention, Sirius and Remes being no better, even if Sirius was Harry's godfather.

Most would assume that Harry was envious in a mad way, wanting to get revenge on his sister for taking his parents love, though that was completely wrong. For as long as he could remember, his parents never loved him, heck, nobody did. James never taught him how to fly a broom like he did with Polly, and Lily never read to him before bed like she would with Polly. Sirius and Remes never played with him or talk about pranks with him like they would with Polly every time they came over. Harry used to go up in the attic and find old photo albums of when he and Polly were mere infants, back before Voldemort came and tried to kill Polly. After that day though, he wasn't in any more pictures, and he could tell because every picture with Polly in it, with her signature 'v' shaped scar on her cheek, Harry wasn't in.

He thought he had to earn love, that it was something only those who deserved it could achieve, like some kind of reward. He would spend countless hours in the library reading about magic and trying to learn how to do wandless magic, as wasn't allowed a wand yet, but even when he showed Lily and James his magic, they always assumed it was Polly doing it.

It wasn't like Lily and James hatted Harry, they just forgot about him and didn't care about him, always forgetting to call him down for supper or to go out shopping, leaving him home alone most days. This just made him more determined to earn his parents love. He thought that maybe one day they could love him as much as they did Polly. Harry's chest swelled up with determination as he left the doorway and headed to the library, ready to make his parents proud, so that one day they would love him.

Oh how wrong he was.

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