Edited on: JANUARY 16, 2015
I awoke to a fist pounding on the door. Oh, wait! You don't know who I am!
My name is Madison Potter, and I am currently age ten. I'm turning eleven in a few days though. I have red hair, fair skin, freckles and green-brown eyes. I also have a lightning bolt scar on my left hand. I also have a twin brother. His name is Harry Potter. He has black hair, green eyes, fair skin, and horrid eye sight. He has round, circular glasses. He also, like me, has a lightning bolt scar- but it's on his forehead.
"Up! Are you up!?" shrieked Aunt Peatunia.
"Nearly," Harry said.
"Brilliant nights sleep, thanks for asking," I mumbled.
Peatunia was a bony woman, had blonde hair, pale skin, blue eyes, and is our aunt. She actually looked a bit like a horse...
"Well, up. I want everything to be perfect for my Dudders eleventh birthday! Now, you, boy! Don't you dare burn the bacon, alright!?"
"How about I make it?"
"Whatever," she scoffed. Ain't she nice? I pulled on my hoodie, quickly brushed my hair, and exited from under the stairs.
Oh, yeah! Me and my brother Harry live underneath the stairs! Child abuse? I don't know... Probably...
"Well, Harry, time for another day at the Dursleys."
"Where fun never comes!" he smiled.
I wandered into the kitchen, and took over the bacon that was frying on the stove.
"Oh- girl, don't you dare cut off the fat like you did on Monday!"
I mumbled, loud enough for them to hear, "Well, you certainly don't need it, the fat." that upset them alright!
"Girl... Say anything more and you'll wish you have never of been born!"
"Anything more!" I snickered.
Uncle Vernon was pissed. He stomped up to me, eating ice cream (lol just joking, but he does do that sometimes), and raised his fat, chubby hands, and his red, puffy, baby fat filled face growled at me.
His hand slapped my head. Multiple times. Damn! It hurt!
Then, he slapped my face. A big red mark was there- I bet you. Except I don't have any money. I could feel it slowly becoming a bruise.... How, uh, attractive.
He sat back down once Dudley and Harry came in.
"Presents! There's thirty two! Igot thirty four last year," he began to whine like a baby.
"Dudders! Don't cry, mummy will buy you three more presents at the zoo! Mummy will!"
"That's right, Dudders. Mummy will. Wrapped in oh so gorgeous, dirty, bloody, wrapped cloth, skin as wrinkly as ever!"
Aunt Peatunis shrieked. Poo.
"HOW DARE YOU-"
"Yeah, we're already going to the zoo! So if we are, why don't we put Uncle Vernon and Dudley in a exotic exhibit?"
Oh no. Why did I say that!?
LATER THAT MORNING:
I sighed as Harry and I squished in between Dudley and his best friend in the mini van.
What's his best mates name?
It is either:
•Jerk
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