Megan Potter Book 1 *Editing*

Chapter 24. Is this for real?

24. Is this for real?

Megan POV

Another week passed with Victoria treating me even worse.

"- Why won't he let me kill you!" she screamed at me. I had figured out That her precious Dark Lord hadn't told her what he had told me. "Your a worthless piece of trash who doesn't deserve to live!"

She finished her rant by hitting me with the Cruciatus Curse. She had used the curse on me so many times in the two weeks but I hadn't gotten used to the pain. I didn't think anyone could get used to this amount of pain.

Victoria stopped the curse before storming from the room, slamming the door behind her. Like always I hoped that in her anger she would forget to lock the door and I would be given the chance to escape. Unfortunately the telltale click of the lock ripped my hopes to shreds.

I sat staring into the flickering flames in the fireplace. It was just after breakfast and I wished I had something to do. Sometimes I wondered why I didn't drop dead of boredom.

Suddenly the door was flung open, crashing to the wall. Damon stood at the top of the stairs.

"Merry Christmas," he growled before throwing a small parcel down into my basement room. "It's from the Dark Lord."

The door shut and again the lock clicked, leaving me startled. Well at least I knew what the date was, that's if today was Christmas Day.

I slowly made my way over to the parcel and picked it up it was a long thin box with string tied around it to keep it shut. I untied the string with shaking fingers. I pulled off the lid of the box and it fell to the floor as soon as I saw what was in the box.

I couldn't believe it. Voldemort had given me this? Why would he give me something like this. Maybe it was a trick and there was some sort of curse on it so that if I touched it I would drop dead.

Voldemort had given me... A wand.

***Harry POV***

I woke up Christmas morning feeling sad. Since Megan had been kidnapped Hermione had come back to Hogwarts. Ron had sent her a letter explaining what had happened and she immediately wrote to Dumbledore asking if she could come back to Hogwarts early. I don't know how she got here but the next day I walked down into the Common room and there she was.

Almost the whole school had been shocked and upset by Megan's disappearance. When I say almost everyone, I mean everyone but the Slytherins.

I got up and pulled on my dressing gown. I was still quite tired, I haven't been able to sleep very well lately. I entered the common room and saw Ron already ripping into a pile of presents under the tree.

"What are you standing around for mate, aren't you going to open yours?" he asked me.

"I have presents?"

"Unless there is another Harry Potter around here. They do have your name on them you know."

I was confused. Who would send me presents?

I walked over to Ron and he pressed a pile of presents into my hands.

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

I put the pile down on an armchair and picked up the top one. It was wrapped in thick brown paper and had 'To Harry, From Hagrid' scrawled messily across the top. I tore into the paper revealing a roughly cut, wooden flute. I blew into it gently and it made a sound like an owl.

I placed the flute down with a small smile before picking up the next parcel. This one was an envelope. Frowning I opened it and pulled out a note that read; We received your message and enclose your Christmas present. From Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia. Taped to the note was a fifty-pence piece. The coin fascinated Ron so I let him have it.