Evelyn Lilly Potter, The Unbreakable.

Chapter 2- Letters

        Chapter 2--

                                            Harry POV from last night--

          I tried to stay awake for my sister as best as I could but apparently my best wasn't good enough. I soon fell asleep only to be woken up moments later by my pour dear little sister bleeding and barely able to stay awake. Even though I didn't really know what she had just endured I knew that she had just been hurt severely. I swear if that bastard  touched my sister he wont have hands the  next time.

          My sister had cuts and bruises all over her body. I could barely look at her. I never want to see my little sister so broken and abused again. From this day on I will protect her! I will never forget the blazing rage that took over me when I saw her cut that I just launched myself at her wanting to protect her from anything hurting her. I held her hand like my life depended on it.

        My body was shaking from the pure rage that I was feeling right now. I mean I was worried for my sister! This has been happening every sense she was at least 7. I know she is only 9 now but that is 3 years to long for this to happen to her. My face probably looked distressed and I probably looked 50 but I didn't care at the moment. Another thing that I wasn't expecting her to do, she smiled and started making joke that I couldn't help but laugh at.

          "Sister, Please be okay." I said almost pleading her to be ok. She just replied with the same thing she always says. Telling me she can take care of herself and all that Bullshit. I just smiled as she continued to make her way to our bed that we are forced to share.

          Once she got situated she snuggled into my chest while I hummed a familiar lullaby and she was asleep within seconds. I then fell asleep shortly after her. I then dreamt of a huge man on a motor cycle. 

               Evelyn Lilly POV--

                     That night my 9 year old mind kept traveling and having strange dreams. Dreams that couldn't be real but i wish they would. I wish that they were. I wish somebody, like a distant relative would come and take me and harry away.

             The dream included a HUGE man with a whiskery face, then me and Harry wrapped into a huge blanket and me clinging to him like my life depended on it. I had this feeling odd dread and sadness that I didn't really understand, at least not yet. The whiskery man put us in a side car of a motor cycle and then swung his leg over the motor cycle and drove off. But then, the motor cycle started to fly and Harry slowly started to fall asleep after putting a protective arm around me. I the dreamed of an oddly dressed man and women holding us with love in their eyes though you could tell love was a rare thing to see in the stern women's eyes. I then felt her tracing my lightning bolt scar and then I woke up.

            I looked over at Harry to see him still holding me close to him as if Uncle Vernon was going to come back for me again. I chuckled softly and sat up. I looked at my new found scars and got up to get on with my day and mabye steal Harry some food.

            I opened the door of the cupboard slightly and peaked out. My hair still tangely and my skin still exposed, I crept out slowly and ran as quietly as I could (wich was really quiet actually) and got a coulple peices of bread and a glass of water. I then turned around and made a mad dash into the cupboard and woke Harry up so he could eat without being caught.

        "Ugh, Evelyn stop. Im sleepy, STOP!" Harry said to me as I attempted to wake him.

       "OK, Harry I have food for you and if you dont get up right now I guess I'm gonna' have to putt t back.." i said as I trailed off at the end knowing fully well he was going to wake up with 1, 2. Yup he's up..

       "OK, OK. I'm up now give me the food." Harry said to hungry to realize I hadn't eaten either. I didn't intend to either. I will happily give Harry all my food if he need's it.

     I chuckled and passed him the food and water. He devoured everything i gave him, so then I took the food I had hid in the cupboard and gave him half of it. He then happily devoured that to until he then noticed I wasn't eating with him.

         "Oh my gosh! Evelyn I am so sorry! Here I will go and get you some more food, right now." Harry rammbeled on and on.

             'Harry, stop! I am fine. OK, stop. I'm not hungry!" I said and then i took all the trash and disposed of them in kitchen.

              I then laid back down and thought up some pranks to play on my dear ol' cousin. Mabye I could put bright pink hair dye in his shampoo bottle again... NO! I got it!

             "UP! Freaks! Get up!" Aunt Petunia screamed at us, once again.

             "Come on Harry, You have to wake up this time. You don't have an excuse." I said while giving him a sympathetic smile. 

               " Whatever. I'm coming.." Harry mumbled. You see, Harry isn't really a morning person... Yeah

           I walked into the kitchen only to be sent straight back out to go and get the mail. There was a strange letter to Harry. It was thick and the address was written in green ink, plus there was no return address. Hmm..

            Of course I wasnt thinking and walked right into the kitchen, letter in hand. My gosh I am the stupidest person known to man kind!

           I gave the letter to Harry and stood facing Harry. I looked at him with wonder on my face. Harry looked at me with curiosity.

          " Harry got a letter! Harry got a letter!" Screamed my cousin Dudley as he snatched the letter out of my hands.

           " OK, first of all oh duddy dear. It isn't any of your business!" I said getting tired of all this. I felt something inside of me explode and the room started to shake, it felt as if my eyes were changing colors, as if I were changing colors, my 'family' looked at me as if I had just grown 3 heads, and suddenly letters started flying in through every whole in the house.

            That night Uncle Vernon nailed board over every whole in house and locked me in the cupboard didn't give me any meals. Harry tried to get me food but he wasn't as quiet as I was when it comes to this kind of thing. He even got caught and got in trouble for trying so i had to make sure he didn't do it again. The 5Th letter they got for Harry they put him in one of Dudley's old rooms and left me in the cupboard. Which I prefer. Harry deserves better, plus if I was put in a separate room it would make it easier for Uncle Vernon to get near me.

             One morning I heard, from my cupboard, boards breaking and Vernon screaming, "Give me that letter!" I can just see it now. Him all purple faced in stuff.

          I am starving but on the bright side Vernon has not come to rape me anymore! YAY! Happy Dance!

          " This is it. We are leaving!" I heard uncle Vernon yell. Then him barking off orders to Harry, Dudley, much to Dudley's distaste, and Aunt Petunia.

           They forgot about me. What hurt the most was Harry forgot me... How could he do that? How could he possibly forget his own sister who did anything to protect him?! All of these questions zooming through my head all at once. With each passing question me becoming more saddened and depressed. I have know one anymore. Nothing to keep me sane. I am alone and I cant get out of this effen place! once they left I was left there for at least 1 week before  a dark looking man blew down the door and then I could hear him go upstairs as if he was looking for someone. Suddenly I heard him stop just above the cupboard. he then quickened his pace a Little, I could tell by the beat his feet were making above me.

             Suddenly the door to the cupboard was off its hinges and i had my knees up against my chest and my eyes just barely peeping above my knees to see the man. He had black greasy looking hair, black robes, and well, he was holding a stick... It had a pretty design on it though. He smirked a Little as if he could read the very thoughts in my head.. Interesting.