The children who lived, Fought, and Loved

chapter two

The vanishing glass

The screen shows a boy asleep next to a girl.
"Up! Get up! Now!"
Harry woke up with a start. His aunt rapped on the door again, he quickly turned to his sister to make sure she was okay. "Up!" she screeched. He rolled onto his back and tried to remember the dream he had. It was a good one about a flying motorcycle. He got up and turned to wake up his sister who was still sleeping, "Rosie, Rosie com' on aunt petunia is screaming like she's dying again. We have to get up before she gets uncle, Vernon" he said while shaking the girl
"Ugh, they can suck my toe. I am too tired to deal with them" she mumbled

Snape and lily both winced knowing how loud petunias screeches are
"Wow, they look like James," said Ted Tonks

Their aunt was back outside the door.
"Are you up yet?" she demanded
"Nearly," said Harry while rose just rubbed her eyes. "Well, get a move on, I want you to look after the bacon and your sister for the eggs. And make sure you don't let it burn or there will be Consequences. I want everything perfect on Duddy's birthday."

"What kind of name is duddy" snorted Dorcas
"They're not house elves" cried out andromeda
"They shouldn't be cooking their only ten," said James, and Lily

"Filthy muggles, no good for nothing" muttered Bellatrix

Harry and Rose groaned. "What did you say?" their aunt snapped through the door "Nothin, aunt Petunia," they said at the same time. Dudley's birthday— oh how could they have forgotten? Harry slowly got out of bed while Rose just lay there staring at the wall not wanting to get up.
After a few minutes, Rose finally got out of bed and got ready for the day.

After she and Harry, were down they went down the hall into the kitchen, the table was almost hidden beneath all of Dudley's presents

"That's a lot of presents,"

"I didn't even get that much as a kid," Lucius said

Uncle Veron entered the kitchen just as the twins got to cooking "Comb your hair" he barked.

"The potter curse," said the potters
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Rose was finished with the eggs by the time her aunt walked in with her spoiled rotted cousin. Dudley looked a lot like Uncle Vernon. He had a large pink face, not much neck, small watery eyes, and thick blond hair that lay smoothly on his thick, fat head. Harry always told his sister that he thought Dudley looked like a pig in a wig, his sister disagrees saying he thinks he looks like a walrus in a wig.

"That's an insult to both pigs and walrus" laughed Gideon

Harry put the plates of egg and bacon on the table, while Dudley was counting his presents. Dudley's face fell "thirty-six," said Dudley looking up to his mother and farther "that's two less than last year."
"Darling, you haven't counted Auntie Marge's present, see it's here under the big one from Mummy and daddy."

"Spoiled child"
"Ungrateful"

"All right, thirty—seven then," he said, going red in the face looking like he was about to throw a tantrum. Harry quickly began trying to wolf down his bacon as fast as he can in case Dudley turns the table over again. Aunt petunia quickly says "And we'll buy you another two presents while we're out today. How's that, Popkin? Two more presents. Is that all right?"