Emma Potter

1: we're not normal

My brother sleeps. A LOT. I'm the one who has to wake him up, all the time. And I really enjoy it. I usually have mercy on him on weekends. But today I feel particularly evil. 

"Oi," I nudge him "OI". 

"It's Saturday you witch, " He mumbles. 

"Wake up" . 

"whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?". 

"It's Dudder's birthday". 

"ugh" he groaned "why'd you remind me?". 

"Cuz" I smirk "our old crone of an aunt will come to wake us up in 3...2...1..." 

Right on cue our aunt is banging on the door "WAKE UP" she yelled "TODAY'S DUDDERS BIRTHDAY AND I NEED EVERYTHING TO BE PERFECT.". Harry shot me a look as our aunt stomped off. 

"And" I continued as nothing happened "I am so much nicer.". Harry scowled

We both crawled out of our cupboard Harry trying to smooth out his hair -and failing. I don't look like my brother, Yes we are twins but faternal. I don't know how our parents look like but....I know I kind of look like my grandfather. Aunt Petunia has a picture, He has the same coppery-aurburn hair as me...and my mother...I think. I have a pair of hazel brown eyes who, I assume are my dads and harry's hair has to be my dad's and his eyes.....well they're my mothers eyes.The only thing similar me and harry have is a lightening shaped scar each on our forehead a remainder from the car crash that killed our parent, as well as our darker skin colour. 

We were asked "not to ask questions" which is mainly why we never understood why we were so much darker than our relatives. Uncle Vernon says it is because we were "oddities", but Uncle Vernon is ninety-nine percent of the time, wrong, so we do not think much of it. Aunt Petunia says it's because we are dirty, we had tried to rub our skin off because we believed her at the time, but then we realised that Aunt Petunia is only useful in the matters of gossip.

Anyway as soon as we enter we hear:" Hey you boy, smooth your hair out and you girl tye your hair up." Our uncle's form of greeting I scowl. I clenched my teeth together and ignored him. Harry and I have been the one constant in our lives, We've lost our parents , The kids in school ignore us because they are scared of our cousin, Our cousins hates us but...we've always been together. I dont care when people talk about me like I'm filth, nor does my brother when it's directed towards him.However, If I hear someone whispering towards my brother-and vice versa- we loose whatever cool we do have, we attack them....we both have gotten detention too many times.

Yup, Harry James Potter and Emma Lilith Potter send the message: You mess with one, you mess with both

Moving on, I looked over the bacon while Harry handles the eggs, And then the thunderstorm came. Aunt Petunia came in holding her hands over our cousin Dudley's eyes "OK, popkins" she sang "Mummies has the perfect birthday planned!" She opened his eyes, let him taken the approximately 37 presents on the table "what do you think?". Dudley started counting "36" he said with a pout "Thats 2 less than last year." "But look here honey: You forgot this one from daddy and mommy." "37 then" He said face flushed "Oh, um how about this sweetheart: When we go to the zoo we'll get you two new presents." "OK so that makes it...thirty...thirty...", "39" I say. "Shut up" hissed uncle Vernon as dudley sulked, then the phone rang, Aunt Petunia went to pick it up. She came back stiff and scowling

"Bad news Vernon, Mrs. Fig broke her leg so, she can't take them" she jerked her head towards me and Harry. I felt my heart leap. Every year on Dudley's birthday his parents take him and a friend to treat like Amusment parks, Hamburger joints and the cinema. Ane me and Harry are left with our batty old neighbour Ms.Fig. I know I should feel sorry for her and I do, But......this meant freedom.Something we haven't gotten in a long time 

As Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia argued it was finally decided that me and Harry are coming with them. But of course Dudley needs to put up a fuss "N-no!I-I d-don't want them to come! T-th-they always ruin everything." Dudley looked like he was about to cry "Oh, don't worry sweetheart mummy won't let them ruin you special day!".Dudley shot us a smirk, I clenched my jaw. "B-but-" The doorbell rang "Oh! They're here!" said Aunt Petunia,Dudley immediately stopped pretending to cry, A moment later Pier Polkisses was entering the kitchen, A few minuets later we are on our way to the zoo

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I've felt this feeling since I came to live with the dursleys:We are much more than your average human. In other word: we're different. For example; when Aunt petunia had harry's hair cut it grows back the next day. and whenever she trys to make me wear one of dudley's old sweatshirts it shrinks. And,Harry and I sometimes have identical dreams:A flash of green light and a flying motorcycle. I have a feeling it's more than a 'twin thing'.And there's more People on the streets seem to know us; a barmy old man with a top hat excitedly shook our hand and other people like him tip their hats to us, But as we sit here listening to the dursleys and pier talk about god-knows-what....I've never felt more out of place

Lunch was nice and the zoo was interesting but when we got to the reptile house....that was where trouble started.

It was boring at first dursleys and piers wandered elsewhere while me and harry looked at a Boa Constrictor. It looked.....sad. And Harry starts.....hissing? Like....like he's talking to the snake? What the hell? Then the Boa points to his sign with the tip of his tail it read:

BOA CONSTRICTOR, BRAZIL

Harry hissed something again and...and The Boa pointed again and a smaller notice said:

This Speciemen Was Bred In The Zoo

I am really scared now.My brother....my very own twin brother is...is communicating with snakes? how is that even possible? The creature slowly nods it's head. Harry smiled ruefully and hisses again. The Boa looked with us with some sort of.....sympathy?"Um...Harry?" I ask "yeah?" he says not taking his eyes off the snake "W-why are you hissing" he turns to face me, his face twisted in confusion "hissing?" I nod "I wasn't hissing...I-I was talking to the snake." then he looked at me green eyes clouding with fear "c-couldn't you tell?" I shake my head "How-" I began then my head filled with a voice other than my own 'Free....' it said ' I want to be free......let me out'. "H-harry." I tremble "I-" "-Oh my God!" it was Piers "Dudley! Mr. Dursley! You won't believe what this snake is doing!" Dudley came running "Out of the way!" he barked pushing me and Harry away.

Then I felt anger.I know Harry felt the same. One moment dudley is pressing his body to look at the Boa next thing we know there's a scream. And Dudley's inside the glass and the Boa's outside it. People screamed and fled, I can't see why, I mean yes, It's a snake but all it's doing is snapping playfully at people ankles. As it passed us it hissed in my head "Thank you" Me and Harry nodded "Anytime" Aunt Petunia was sobbing as dudley was hauled out. But uncle vernon was livid; He dragged me and Harry up and dragged us and assured everyone else in the car, as soon as piers went home he was livid pointing to me and harry and basically foaming in the mouth he wheezed "Go....Cupbaord.....not to come out............No meals...."

As we went to our cupboard there was only one thing on my mind:

We are not normal.....