(Y/n) daintily hopped out of the car with her newfound friend help tightly to her chest. Uncle Vernon dragged her brother out of the car by his collar and locked him in the cupboard , grounding him of all meals for a week. (Y/n) was sent to her own room and was told not to come out until she was called by her uncle.
(Y/n) had managed to deceive herself a room when she was quite small, five to be exact. Manipulation seemed to be a skill for her. She seemed to be able to get people to do whatever she wanted for her. Her room was one of the smallest, in between Dudley's room and his storage room, the room that he kept all the toys that wouldn't fit in his room.
It wasn't the biggest of rooms, or most colourful. It was completely white. White walls, white ceiling, white bed frame. The floor was oak laminate and her bed sheets were grey stripes. Her bed was next to a window that overlooked the garden and she had a small white shelf just under it filled with things she had collected from the floor or stolen from her primary school.
(Y/n) felt bad for Harry. Having to stay in the cupboard 24/7 and getting blamed for anything unusual that happened in the house. She went over to her shelf and grabbed a loose piece of string she found, a pen she stole from school and a piece of paper she had also stolen from school.
She cut out a tag shape from the paper and made a hole to put the string through. On the note she wrote:
Dear: Harry,
I'm sorry you got grounded. I know we don't get things for our birthday, but I thought you might want this considering I do t need him. His name is "Purple Giraffe" (unless you want to change it). He symbolises our friendship and if he is broken, so is our friendship. But I know that won't happen.
Hope you like him and he will make you happy bro! Also, happy birthday!
(Y/n)
The tag (y/n) had made had been quite big. She then threaded the paper onto the string and tied it in a neat bow around Purple Giraffe's neck.
*************************************a week before their birthday brought to you by Purple Giraffe
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(Y/n) nearly fell down the stairs as she ran into the kitchen to help Harry with breakfast. It was their birthday in a week and she couldn't be happier. Her aunt had sue come to (y/n)'s manipulative words and had bought her her very own Sony Walkman and small speaker a week before she should actually get it.The tape she had been given was a playlist of queen and ABBA, two of (y/n)'s favourite bands. Her brother had never gotten anything for their birthday, so (y/n) decided to share the Walkman.
Once she and Harry had served the Dursley's breakfast, they both went to get the mail. Harry picked it up and filed through them. Bill... bill...bill. Then there was a letter to Harry. Harry looked behind it and there was the same type of letter addressed to (y/n). It was a grubby looking price of parchment with a purple seal of a crest with a snake, lion, eagle and badger. (Y/n) found this most peculiar as neither her nor her brother ever got mail before.
They walked back into the livening room and Harry handed Vernon the bills addressed to him. But Vernon noticed the letter.
"What's that boy?"
"Nothing uncle Vernon." Harry hid the letter behind his back, but Dudley noticed and snatched it out of his grasp.
"Harry's got a letter!" He yelled. Meanwhile, (y/n) was trying (and failing) to open the letter without breaking the seal. Dudley got to herd too.
"Hey! Give that back!" Harry and (y/n) yelled in unison.
"A letter? Who would write to the two of you?" Uncle Vernon mused
"Plenary of people would want to write to me." (Y/n) said under her breath.
Uncle Vernon took the letters from Dudley's pudgy little hands and read them.
"Who knows where the two of you sleep?" Vernon asked menacingly.
"I don't know uncle Vernon, but that letter is mine!" Harry cried while trying to make a grab for the letter, but Vernon mover it from his grasp. He then tore them both up in front of the two.
*************************************time skip to their birthday brought to you by me
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It was kinda cold in the stone fort. (Y/n) had managed to manipulate her way into getting her and her brother a blanket to share. Only a few minutes to their birthday (y/n) thought as she glanced at Dudley's watch reading 11:59.
She looked over to her brother and saw that he had drawn a birthday cake in the gravel that was their floor. (Y/n) then thought back to purple giraffe in her backpack by the door. She silently got up and went to her bag and pulled him out. (Y/n) then lay back down next to her brother and have Purple Giraffe to him, he gratefully took him and side hugged (y/n). She then looked at Dudley's watch again which read 00:00.
"Make a wish harry" (y/n) told him. She then helped her brother blow out the "candles" on their "cake". There was suddenly a loud thud in the door. (Y/n) just suspected it to be thunder and ignored it. But it came again. This time waking all the Dursley's up and luring her uncle ad aunt out from their upstairs bedroom.
The door suddenly exploded off the hinges and a large, bear like figure was silhouetted outside.
"Sor'y bout that." Came a burly voice from a rather large man with a big, black shaggy beard.
"The names 'agrid. Rubeus 'agrid." The man seemed to have a jolly feel to him. He then picked up the door like it was nothing and put it back on it's hinges.
"I'm 'ere for 'em two." He said gesturing to both (y/n) and Harry.
"What could you possibly want from them?!" Vernon fumed. Hagrid looked at Vernon in confusion.
"Why Albus Dumbledore sent me o' corse!" He said happily
"Well this Dumble-whatever can take whatever business he has elsewhere." Hagrid then stared at Vernon with the upmost anger, and in the most menacing way he could said
"Never insult Albus Dumbledore in front of me." With that, Hagrid grabbed the double barrel shotgun Vernon was holding and bent it at an almost perfect ninety degrees.
He then turned to (y/n) and Harry and handed them two letters addressed to them.
"Corse you 'eard of 'ogwarts before?" He smiled while he lit the fireplace with his pink umbrella. (Y/n) and Harry shook their heads.
"(Y/n) and 'arry po'or 'avent 'eard of 'ogwarts?! Well, this is an outrage! You must know 'ow your parents died though?"
"Yes, in a car crash." Harry answered for the both of them.
"James an Lilly Po'or died in a car crash?! Well the two of you need to learn a thing or two." He places himself of the sofa so that he would be most comfortable and began speaking
"Your parents died protect'en he two of you from the man who gave the them two scars. He was an awful wizard. Brilliant. But awful."
"I'm sorry. Wizard?" Harry asked
"Well! Your a wizard 'arry."
"Cool! Now we can be the wizard in twins!" (Y/n) said happily
"Well, you ain't a wizard (y/n). You're a witch." Hagrid smiled
"Wonder twins?" Hart laughed and playfully punched (y/n) in the arm.
*************************************A/n: can't be bothered to write the rest of this, yall know what happens. They all go to diagon ally and Hagrid tells them about Voldemort. Next chapter gonna be the first meeting with Draco at the robes store! Then there gon b huge skip! Sorrynotsorry!
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