Serpent Queen (discontinued)

2

~5 years later~

"Hello, my name is Diane Dursley. I am 10 years old, born on July 31," I said to my self in front of the mirror. I looked down at myself, wearing the white flurry dress, with the light blue headband in my hair. My bright green emerald eyes glossy from the tears that were previously shed. "Okay, I can do this. Just breathe. Just breathe," my voice trembled.

"Diane, come down. Our Guests are here." "Coming Mother!" I yelled downstairs. Quickly fluffing my dress, smoothen my hair, and fixed what little makeup I had. Then, went downstairs to greet the guests.

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Benedict. Welcome to our home," I said sweetly, welcoming them into our home as I descend the stairs making my way to the kitchen for the tea and biscuits, already on the tray. "Hello, there dear sister." I heard my dear brother Dudley say from behind me as he puts his hands on my waist. Slightly grazing my waist line.

"Dudley. We have guest here," I say lowly, glancing towards him. "Okay, but you better be ready tonight~" he said as he whispered into my ear. I hated this, and despised all of them, but I have to be the perfect daughter.

I took a deep breath, put on a smile, and walked out of the kitchen with the tray. "Hello, would you both like some tea?" I asked in my sweet tone. "Yes, please. A nice cup with two sugar cubes" "And no sugar for me dearie" they both said as I gently placed down the tray, pouring the tea into two cups, one with two sugar cubes and the other with none. I gave each of them their respective cups and made some more for Petunia and Vernon. After, I was done, I offered them some cookies and went to ready the table.

I placed all the food on the table and set up the plates with the fork, spoons, and knives on the side. I went into the living room to tell them "Dinner's ready," then I went outside to the front lawn, where dudley was with his friends. "Brother, dinner is ready," I told him and went inside, before I heard, "dude your cousin's cute. Think you could introduce me to her," I heard one of his friends say.

I sneered at their comment, but went inside and sat at the table, with Dudley following along. I eat the food properly and without making a disgusting impression of myself, like Dudley. I have to be the perfect daughter, even better than they would have expected. "My ohh my, what a well-mannered daughter you have here," Mrs. Benedict complimented me. I felt slightly happy about this. "Yes, but what about our son Dudley?" Vernon asked. The couple looked at Dudley with hidden disgust, who was at the moment, stuffing chicken into his mouth.

"Well, he seems. . . pleasant. But I was wondering if we could introduce Diane to our son Johnathan," Mr Benedict said, changing the subject. "That seems like a great idea. What do you think dear?" Petunia asked as she looked at Vernon. "That's wonderful," Vernon said, trying to mock a pleasant and polite tone, but his eyes showed anger. Ohh, boy. I'm getting it tonight aren't I. I said to myself, as I looked at Dudley, who was smirking at me. I just hope it's from Vernon, the nights with Dudley is bad enough. But no matter, if I have to take these punishments, in order to fit their image of perfectness. Than, I will endure it.

After the Benedict's left, Vernon pulled me by the hair to the basement. Trust me, I was surprised to know we had a basement. Turns out, this is one of the few houses that has a basement or attic. Anyway, Vernon tied my wrists and ankles, then positioned me towards the wall. He uncovered my back to show faint, white lines. He went to the corner of the room to get a thin wire like whip. You know the rest, I got about 15 lashes then he harassed me, warning me to not embarrass Dudley like that again.

"yes, father," I whispered quietly , but loud enough for him to hear. "Alright, now clean up and go upstairs to your room. I want those wounds cleaned and covered before you go to the Benedict's tomorrow. You got it, FREAK." I just nodded and hurried to the bathroom. Where I cleaned the wounds with the help of Petunia. Then, she dressed me for the night time. Like I said in the last 5 years that this has started. I will be their doll, and become perfect in every way imaginable.

"Now, don't pull anymore stunts like that again. I can't have him ruining your soft skin," Petunia said as she softly caressed my skin. "Go to sleep now. You don't need anymore wrinkles as it is," her whispered voice in the bathroom."Good night, Aunt Petunia," I replied as I went to my room. Crawling into bed, I remembered today was July 28th, so tomorrow night, I'll be 11. I hope this Johnathan isn't a snob and jerk like Dudley and his goonies. I laid in bed for a while until I heard the soft and loud snores from Petunia and Vernon. Then, I heard the door open, this is what I'm afraid of.

"Hello sister," I whimpered quietly, trying to pretend to sleep. "You know that trick won't work on me, anymore," Dudley said quietly. He slowly put his hand on my shoulder and ran it down my waist. I stayed stilled, not moving. He started rubbing my hip and used his other hand to remove the blanket.

Not doing this part. Nope

"Alright, that's all we'll do for tonight, love." As he said this, he slowly moved towards the bathroom to clean up. I waited until I heard the creaks and groans of his bed, then the soft but loud snores coming from the room beside mine. After a while, I got up and took the wipes under my night stand. I stolen the wipes from the market when I went out shopping with Petunia. No one noticed.

I hurried to clean the bed and myself, while also changing the sheets. I grab a pair of similar pajamas and went into the bathroom to change and clean up a bit more. After that, I went back into the room to try and get some sleep. I attempted this for the next 30, 40 minutes or so. When I looked at the time it was 12:40 pm. It's that late huh *sigh* So, let's see. Tomorrow, I'll be seeing this Johnathan kid. So, I better pick an outfit to fit the occasion. I look out the window to see the moon and some clouds. I walk over to the window and open it, I breathe in the cool, crisp air. It's going to rain tomorrow. I thought as I walked towards the closet to pick out an outfit that would set a good impression on the Benedicts', while also fitting to the rain.

After, I chose the outfit, I went to bed and checked the time. 2:10 am. Better get some sleep.