Potters bloody sister

year three. || T W E N T Y ||

It had been a month since me and Harry had arrived to the Dursley's and surprisingly, things have been going smoothly, me and Harry have been going over our new books for year three and have stayed out of trouble. Therefor giving the Dursley's no reason to punish us.

Although this summer hadn't been so bad, I was ready to go back to Hogwarts and be reunited with my friends. Luckily, me and Harry only have a day or so until we return.

"Y/n!" Harry shouted, barging into our bedroom. I closed the potions book I was reading before diverting my full attention to the boy. "Hmm" i hummed in response, awaiting an answer.

"We have to go downstairs, uncle Vernon's sister is coming over" said Harry before he left the room leaving me in utter confusion. He didn't give much of an explanation. Though I soon decided to simply head downstairs and see for myself.

Just then the doorbell to our front door began going crazy. "Harry! Y/n! Open the door!" Shouted aunt Dursley. I sighed to myself, knowing I was the closest to the door before stepping off the last step and I got the range of the front door.

I opened the door, revealing my great aunt and uncle Vernon. Who was holding the woman's bags. Just as the woman was entering her tiny dog came running in, almost knocking me over.

I rolled my eyes at the interaction before closing the door behind uncle Vernon who was now taking off his rain coat.

"Uncle Vernon" I spoke, confidently. "I need you to sign this form" I said as i unraveled the form which needed to be signed. "What is it?" Uncle Vernon asked impatiently.

"Nothing, school stuff" Harry added, walking into the entrance hall. "Later, if you two behave"uncle Vernon answered simply while walking away.

"We will if she does" me and Harry spiel in unison as we stood at the doorway of the living room. The woman looked away from her dog and back at me and Harry before speaking in disgust.

"Oh, you two are still here, are you." The woman spoke as she eyed me and Harry up and down. "Yes" Harry spoke through gritted teeth.

"Don't said yes in that ungrateful way, think good of my brother for keeping the two of you" Aunt Marge said as she threw her glove in aunt petunia's face.

"I would have dropped them off to the orphanage if they showed up on my doorstep" Aunt Marge muttered to uncle Vernon causing both me and Harry to tense up in anger.

Though I took ahold of Harry's hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Making sure he knew I was there. To which he also returned the gesture with a light squeeze.

"Oh!" Aunt Marge squealed as Dudley came in to sight. The woman then immediately rushed up to her nephew smothering him with love and compassion.

"You two, in the kitchen" uncle Vernon spoke quietly. Both me and Harry nodded before making our way into the kitchen.

I carefully leaned my body weight against the counter, meanwhile Harry had his hands placed on the surface of it while looking into absolutely nothing.

Some time had gone by until the Dursley's and Aunt Marge came in for dinner. Once they where all done eating both me and Harry where ordered to clean the plates up.

We aren't maids, I thought to myself. Though is sure felt like it. Just then Aunt Marge snapped her fingers before pointing down to the empty plate beside her on the floor.

I walked over to Aunt Marge's side of the table before picking up the plate and descending my way into the kitchen and placing the empty glass plates into the sink carefully.