Chapter 1: Spoilt Brat,
The sound of clicking and banging startles me as I sit up in bed, well not completely sitting up in bed otherwise ill hit my head on the bottom of my twin brothers bed that lies above. The sound of the door rattling against the lock makes me jumps slightly as I notice the small light appearing from under the door.
A shadow appears once the rattling of the locks had stopped I tilt my head slightly a small sigh leaves my lips. Three, two, one I lip count down and pause expecting something to happen but it doesn't come. Shrugging thinking shell probably is being nice today I pull the covers off of me to the side. "UP.... Get Up!" Petunia shouts through the small door I feel myself relaxing thinking that she has finished as I throw my legs off the side of the bed I jump as she smacks the door of the closet probably for good measure.
My two brother and I have the smallest bedroom known to man probably because it isn't a bedroom but a bunkbed they have crammed into the closet that sits underneath the stairs. we've lived in this cramp sleeping situation for as long as I can remember it's crowded and claustrophobic but we somehow make it work.
I perk up slightly hearing Harry sigh from above me indicating my dear older brother is now awake, smiling softly I climb out of bed and stand on the bottom of my bunk to look at him.
He sits up slightly as I reach up pulling the small cord to turn the little light we have for the closet that we call a room. climbing down off my bed I watch as he fiddles with the shelf behind him to find where he had last placed his glasses. God help us if he loses another pair.
The sound of Dudley coming down the stairs can be heard clearly probably because he is oud and careless with his footing that he does not care. He comes running down the staircase above our little closet before they suddenly come to a halt.
Braising myself for what comes next I listen out as he goes back up two steps to the steps that are luckily right over where we are right now for him to repeatedly jump on the staircase for fun. "If he is not careful he will fall through that particular step" I mutter under my breath to which Harry snickers quietly too. The door to the closet is not soundproof which means a sneeze and they will hear so we try to be quiet as much as we can not wanting either our Aunt, Uncle or our Cousin Dudley to hear us or then we will be in for it.
"Wake Up, Cousins! We're going to the Zoo!" Dudley shouts from on the stars before he starts to rush down the rest of them and along the hall to go to the kitchen.
The cackle from Dudley makes me cringe as he runs for the kitchen. "OMG THE ZOO," I say really excitingly as I look back at my Brother "Kill me," I say in annoyance. I'm not looking forward to spending the day out with them, inside its fine we stay out of there way we can no get in much trouble out there is a whole new world of being like a robot.
Turning back around I go to open our 'Bedroom' door while I was doing that I'm guessing Harry was finally climbing off of his bed ready to follow behind.
As I open the door and go to walk out I suddenly get pushed back into the closet and fall back landing on my twin, luckily for the both of us Harry has quick reflexes and catches and steadies the both of us before we both land in a heap on the floor. It has happened before and trying to get out of that entanglement was a struggle in its self I received many bruises that day less than Harry though.
Huffing I reopen the door again as I finally hear the kitchen door slam shut, oh how much I want to give that dear old Cousin of mine a taste of his own medicine. It's disgusting the treatment that myself and my brother receive and not only from our Cousin but also our Aunt and Uncle also.
Feeling a hand collapse on my should I relax as I turn to look at my twin to which he smiles at me softly, I return the small smile as we exit out of our cramped living quarters. He closes the door behind us and takes led as I follow behind him into the kitchen.
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The Potter Twins
FantasyWillow and Harry Potter had never even heard of Hogwarts when the letters start dropping on the doormat at number four, Privet Drive. Addressed in green ink on yellowish parchment with a purple seal, they are swiftly confiscated by their grisly aun...