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After death of their dear friend Lily and James Potter, and Sirius Black locked away for being innocent and Peter's betrayal, Allison spent her time working while her sister travelled and hunted down the remaining death eaters and Remus continued working for the order.

Day before Harry's 11th birthday.

Harry awoke the same way he did yesterday, his cousin pounding the stairs as his aunt screeched his name. His cousin continued to bounce on the stairs, cousin dust to fall on Harry's head. This caused Harry to get dressed quicker. He left his closet under the stairs and wandered into the kitchen, his scruffy hair like his father's and rounded glasses, covering his eyes just like his mother's. "Hurry up and get the bacon cooking!" She snarled, the tall thin, blonde-haired woman with a horse like face cradled her boy with blonde hair like her but a pig face, and fat body that didn't fit his chair. "How is my pudding doing?" She croaked "I want my presents!" He demanded, "Yes honey-poo right away" she said guiding him into the front room...

"You can't keep turning to alcohol, you're going to kill yourself!" She yelled desperate for her to stop.

"You don't understand!" She screamed

"What do you mean I don't understand! I was there when we lost our whole family! I was there when Lily and James died! I saw their bodies! I had to walk past them to get to Harry! I saw the look Sirius had, sorrow and innocent! So don't you dare say I don't understand!" The two were surrounded by an awkward silence, neither dared to speak...

"I'm... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that" She mumbled. Allison said nothing, instead she just left the room, Anastasia took another sip of her drink before throwing the glass at the wall! Anastasia got up and followed after her sister, "I'm leaving tomorrow" She began

"Wouldn't be the first time" Allison replied with a harsh tone

"They need me for another mission," Anistasia said quietly, not breaking eye contact with the wall, brushing her hands through her hair and clutching onto it.

"Well, you've packed, so I'm guessing you've forgotten! It's Harry's 11th birthday tomorrow," Allison didn't wait for a reply, she just left again.

Harry watched as his cousin opened his presents, things he didn't need or want "That's only 32! That's less than last year!" The boy yelled showing the beginning of his tantrum,

"Aunt Dursley has two for you and we can buy you another one today" His father smiled. "Harry get the mail" he snapped, Harry did as he was commanded and got the mail, as he did so he noticed two with his name. Amazed he took his time going back. The front read, in fancy lettering 'To Harry James Potter, Privet Drive, number 4. the cupboard under the stairs' "Will you hurry up boy!" He yelled, Harry quickly hurried up and handed Vernon all the letters but the ones with his name on. "What's that you got, give it here boy!" Vernon snatched the letters from him and tore one open and read it aloud,

'Dear Harry,

You won't know me very well but I'm your godmother, Allison, I'm writing to wish you a happy birthday, you're a special boy, you know that. I hope that you've been well treated and have been taught what you need to know. Someday in the near future we will be able to meet up, it would be nice to see. For now, Happy birthday! Your gift should be arriving tomorrow on your special day. I hope to see you soon in Daigon alley when you collect your things for Hogwarts.

Lots of love,

Allison Teddison Lastella,

xXx

"Petunia, come look at this" He snarled, the horse faced woman sprinted over her narrow eyes scanned the sheet taking in all information. She let out a gasp and whispered something to Vernon. The Dursley's and Harry all went back into the kitchen to eat breakfast and drink tea. Harry finally sat down when Vernon began to speak, "As you all know tomorrow is an important day" Harry couldn't believe his ears, where the Dursley's actually going to celebrate his birthday, "Dudley's big birthday party! We have to make sure everything is ready for tomorrow and the guests all know when to arrive"

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