A/N I got this idea from a Tumblr post made by murphcooper so I give them props for this chapter.
Year 2
-February 3rd, 1993-
"Pete wake uuuup!" December sang as she pulled Petunia's eyelids open. Petunia groaned, slapping December's hand away. Grabbing her wand, Petunia wrote "what are you doing in Gryffindor tower D.C?" She was to tired to write out her whole name.
"I came here to get you Pete! I've got a bucket full of people who all want to go play some quidditch! Want in?" Before she could answer Petunia was pulled out of bed and forced down the stairs still wearing her pajamas.
"D.C how am I supposed to play quidditch? I kind of can't talk!" Petunia hastily wrote, the words trailing off behind them.
"Oh get off of it Pete! I am not here for your self pity because there's a quidditch game going on and we need every Gryffindor to climb aboard! Also, I like D.C. That's so much easier than saying December." December continued to push Petunia through the common room and out the port hole
