The Girl Who Lived; Surfaced Scars and Oblivious Eyes

2,2: "Exploring and in distress"

Word Count: 669 Words

"Wait-" Jamie stops, "Say that again. I genuinely didn't catch it."

"Aunt Petunia's our mum's sister." Harry explains, opening the car door and exiting it first, "Dudley is our cousin. Both of them are blonde." He carries his and her suitcase trunks as she gets out of the car, holding Aster.

"And why is them being blonde relevant?" She holds his owl, Hedwig's cage on the other hand while Aster coos, staring at the clear skies, some clouds scattered around the sky.

"I don't know." He shrugs, "I think it's a bit cool."

"Bit weird." She laughs softly, "I'll look round for a bit, yeah?" opens the entrance door to help Harry bring the suitcase trunks, and her own owl, Seva's cage on top of the trunks.

He opens his bedroom door, located at the second floor and places the two trunks in front of his closet while putting Seva and his cage right beside where Hedwig was. He goes to the only bed in the room and plops down, exhausted from dragging two trunks and one owl cage.

At least it's going to be a less hectic summer since Jamie and Aster are here with me. Harry thinks to himself as he sighs, closing his eyes shut.

Over at the ground floor, however, Jamie was looking around the place, familiarizing herself with the place she'll be staying in for the duration of three months.

She enters the living room, where she sees two blonde, two raven-black-haired, and one brunette. They were all boys, and seemed to be about the same age as her.

They were all talking at once, but immediately stops as soon as she was seen, making her feel awkward about this.

"What?" She asks harshly, carrying the jet-black bassinet on one hand, putting the free hand on her waist, "Never seen a girl before?"

So these are the kids who bully Harry.

The red-haired girl scoffs and walks away, making her way to the kitchen to grab a glass of cold water, putting Aster on the kitchen counter for a bit.

Before she could take a sip of the drink, she heard a woman scream almost near her, causing Aster to cry.

"Oh, for fuck's sake." Jamie hisses and lifts Aster from the bassinet, carrying him, making their way to the backyard, where she saw a long-necked, blonde woman scream, looking right at her eyes.

Aunt Petunia.

"Aunt Petunia." Jamie coolly greets, her glass of water on her left hand, and Aster on her right, "I'm Jamie Potter. Harry Potter's twin sister? Lily and James Potter's daughter? I'm sure you've heard of them."

Aunt Petunia's skin color was now pale as shock and horror was plastered onto her face. Although, it got paler when she saw Aster in Jamie's hands.

"Oh-uh. yes." She nods, attempting to be intimidating, "I've seen the...letter."

"Oh," Jamie realizes, "this is my son, by the way, Aster William Potter."

"Not the father's surname?" Petunia sneers, "God, people like your kind are weird."

"Don't." Jamie smashes the glass of cold water onto the grass, causing it to break. She points at Aunt Petunia, "Don't say that. You don't know the reason and you don't fucking get to discriminate me about it."

Over at Zabini's manor, was a different story.

Blaise silently opens his door and tiptoes to the hallway, just wanting to get a snack without getting noticed by his drunk stepfather in the living room, on the way to the kitchen.

He holds the white-gray marble banister, where he hears his own mother and stepfather arguing again.

"Keep talking. Keep fucking talking, you bitch." David Young, shouts at his wife, violently pushing her against the wall, attempting to choke her to death.

Carmen Zabini...or Young, at this point, Blaise's mother, and David Young's wife, didn't respond, except gasping for air and sob.

Over on the second floor, Blaise looks at his mother's eyes, not feeling any pity to her whatsoever and turns his back, entering his bedroom where he begins to write in a piece of parchment and send it to Jamie.

I swear to Merlin, please answer as quickly as you can, Jamie. I need you... I'm in distress.