Harry's sister

Chapter One

(edited)

"GET UP, NOW!"
A loud, high pitched, screeching voice awoke me in the small Cupboard under the stairs, along with a loud knocking on the door. I sat up in the small bed that barely fit in the small space, rubbing my eyes and said "we're up, we're up, we'll be right out." I looked down at my brother, ignoring the shrill voice of my aunt outside the door and lightly shook his shoulders affectively waking the tired boy from his slumber. I chuckled as he yawned, sitting up and handed him his glasses before getting up from the bed. straightening out my clothes that were about twelve sizes to big and leaving the cupboard, muttering a quiet curse as Dudley ran past, roughly pushing me into the wall.

I glared after him, hearing aunt patunia fuss over her son happily. Harry came out and helped me up then we walked into the kitchen and I got started on the bacon and eggs while Harry made the coffee. Once everything was done we made the plates and passed them out, I gave Harry the piece of bacon I got and half of my small portion of eggs. I tuned out Dudley's tantrum about not getting as many presents as last year and instead tentatively watched uncle Vernon and aunt patunia while eating my few bites of egg, getting lost in my thoughts.

I had gotten many questions at school about how skinny I was for my age, most just assumed I didn't eat by choice like many girls my age and bullied me for being anorexic. the older boys would often beat me when I'd stick up for Harry, and as long as they left him alone I would take the beatings. I was called horrible names by the other girls, I'd passed out many times at school from fatigue but was always laughed at for it.

I was knocked from my thoughts by Harry tapping my shoulder and saying in a voice thick with suppressed happiness "come on canis, we're going to the zoo." I nodded smiling at Harry's happiness and got up, taking our plates and setting them in the sink. I then put on my shoes and followed the Dursley's and Harry outside to the car. before we could even get in uncle Vernon Glared at us and said "I'm warning you now, any funny business, any at all and I'll lock you both in that cupboard until Christmas." I sighed as Harry said "we're not going to do anything, honestly." But uncle Vernon just ignored him, like always.

After picking up Dudley's friend we went to the zoo where Dudley and his friend got large scoops of vanilla ice cream while Harry and I got very cheap small scoops of lemon ice though only because the lady had asked what we wanted before the Dursley's could rush us away. Then after looking at the gorillas we had lunch and ended up getting to eat a Knickerbocker glory because Dudley had complained it didn't have enough ice cream on top. It had been a good morning and one of the rare moments i was actually enjoying myself, Though looking back i probably should have known better then to think it would last.

After lunch we visited the reptile center where Dudley and his friend wanted to see the huge snakes, they found the biggest snake they could and decided to tap on the glass because the poor snake was sleeping. I rolled my eyes at them as Dudley said "make it move, dad." Uncle Vernon knocked on the glass and said "hey! Move!" To which the snake ignored and kept sleeping, Dudley quickly got bored and left to a different exhibit Harry and I walked up to the glass as the snake lifted it's head and winked at us, I chuckled, smiling and said "sorry about them." Harry nodded in agreement and the snake made a gesture like he was used to it. Harry asked "where are you from?" The snake pointed to the sign next to his enclosure and I read it while Harry said "was it nice in Brazil?" I pulled a piece of his hair lightly and said "he was born in captivity, stupid." He looked back at the sign and said "oh.."

A loud voice behind us suddenly yelled "DUDLEY, MR, DURSLEY COME AND LOOK AT THIS SNAKE! YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT IT'S DOING!" Then Harry and I were shoved out of the way and they shoved they're fat faces against the glass. I glared menacingly at them when all of a sudden they both shreaked and jumped back. I saw the snake quickly unfurl itself and start to leave the enclosure which I noticed the glass was now missing from. Harry and I had to stifle laughs as the snake nipped at the heels of Dudley and his friend before it slithered away. I could have sworn I heard a hiss like voice say "Brazil here I come, thanksss amigos." I slightly nodded towards the snake.

By the time we were back in the car Dudley and his friends story had drastically changed and they now insisted that the snake had nearly killed them. When we had almost gotten home Dudley's friend had calmed down enough to say "I saw the potters talking to the snake." I inwardly sighed as we got home and uncle Vernon ordered us into the cupboard with no food.

The punishment for the boa had been the longest ever, by the time we'd been let out of the cupboard i had gotten even skinnier if possible. we only got one small meal a day and even though we had snuck out at night to get food, i had made sure Harry ate much more than I did. My long red hair was now dry and needed to be cut and my cheek bones jutted out unhealthily. After that Harry insisted I stop sharing my food with him and after some begging i finally agreed, but only until i gained the weight i'd lost back.

It was now the summer months and i had my hands full keeping Harry safe from Dudley, who now had a new toy to beat us with. he would be going to smeltings and so, to go with his new outfit he got a cane called a smeltings stick. Harry and I would be going to the state high school and aunt patunia was dying some of Dudley's old clothes gray for us.

I sighed as I heard the mail slot squeak and uncle Vernon said "Dudley, get the mail." To which Dudley hit his smeltings stick on the table and said "make Harry get it!" Uncle Vernon sighed and said "Harry, get the mail." Harry frowned and said "make Dudley get it." Vernon grumbled and said "Dudley hit him with your smeltings stick." To which Dudley happily obliged though before it could touch Harry I moved my arm in the way and winced slightly as it created a sharp pain in my arm, I could already feel it bruising as Harry quickly got up, throwing a worried look my way as he left to get the mail.

I rubbed the bruise that was forming on my arm, though it hurt to touch. After a few minutes Harry hadn't come back yet so uncle Vernon yelled "hurry up boy, what are you doing looking for letter bombs?" I stopped myself from glaring at uncle Vernon and instead looked at the door way as Harry walked in with an amazed look on his face. he had two letters in one hand he was staring at and the rest of the mail in his other hand. He handed the mail to uncle Vernon, keeping the two letters and handing one to me as he sat back down. I looked down at the letter confusedly and saw it said:

Miss. C. Potter
The cupboard under the stairs
4 privet drive
Little whinging
Surrey

Before I could open and read it Dudley yelled "dad! Dad, they have something!" Then the letter was snatch from my hands by uncle Vernon I held Harry back as he said "Give those back! They're ours!" Uncle Vernon cruelly laughed and said "yours!? Who would send you two mail?!" I watched the color slowly drain from his face as he read our letters "petunia!" Uncle Vernon said, Dudley kept trying to grab one of the letters so that he could read it but uncle Vernon held it out of his reach, aunt petunia quickly came over and took one of the letters and the color also drained from her face as she read it "Vernon! Oh my goodness-- Vernon!" Dudley kept trying to grab our letters saying "let me see! I wanna read them!" Harry said "let us read them, they're our letters!" I just sat quietly in my seat watching Dudley's smeltings stick cautiously as he swung it around, ready to grab it if it went towards Harry.

Finally getting tired of Harry and Dudley fighting for the letters uncle Vernon yelled "THAT'S IT EVERYONE OUT NOW!" I got up dodging the smeltings stick and started lightly pushing Harry out of the kitchen so we wouldn't get beaten. Uncle Vernon ended up throwing Dudley out and slamming the door to the kitchen.

~time skip brought to you by uncle Vernon's mental breakdown due to the infestation of letters~

After a week of letters overflowing the house uncle Vernon decided to go on a "vacation" where we ended up in an old shack on a deserted rock during a storm. We had gotten a few saltines for dinner and aunt petunia had made a bed for Dudley on the old moldy couch while Harry and I had to try and stay warm with a tiny sheet on the floor.

I wrapped Harry in the sheet and cuddled up next to him trying my best to suppress the shivers wracking my body, when it was just before 12 I drew a cake on the floor in the dust and woke Harry up. When Dudley's watch said 12 Harry and I made a wish and blew away the cake. Just as we did there was a loud banging sound outside I quickly stood, putting myself in front of Harry and lightly pushing him back around the edge of the fire place.