Potter Sibling Trilogy Plus One Book 1 (a Harry Potter/Twilight/Jackass crossove

Chapter 1 - Birthday

~Harry's POV~

I am woken by banging on my bedroom door.

"Up. Get up!" my aunt calls.

She continues banging and unlocks the door.

"Now!"

The banging stops and I hear a door close so I sit up, turn on the light and put my glasses on.

I hear heavy feet on the stairs above me and then banging.

"Wake up, cousin! We're going to the zoo!"

He continues banging on the stairs and dust falls on me, making me cough.

I reach for the door as he stomps down the remaining stairs but as I open it to come out, he pushes me back in and runs into the kitchen, slamming my door as he goes.

The door opens and a hand reaches in and I look up to see the blonde hair with purple highlights, and the blue eyes I know so well.

"He won't be like that forever."

I take my sister's hand and she pulls me up.

I rub the back of my head.

"Here he comes, the birthday boy," our aunt says.

"Happy birthday, son," our uncle says.

Hollie and me just look at each other, smirk and shake our heads.

"Are you ready for this?" she asks.

I nod my head so she grabs the door handle and we enter the kitchen.

"Oh and there's my little princess," our aunt grins as she grabs my sister and starts planting kisses all over her face. "Happy birthday my little angel cake."

Hollie looks at me with distaste and I smirk at her.

"Cook breakfast," our aunt orders me. "And try not to burn anything."

"Yes, Aunt Petunia."

"I want everything to be perfect for my babies' special day."

She leads my sister and ape of a cousin over to the living room where there are piles of presents.

I move the frying pan to the other side of the kitchen and start dishing up the bacon.

"Hurry up!" uncle demands. "Bring my coffee, boy."

"Yes, Uncle Vernon."

"Aren't they wonderful darlings?" my aunt says about the presents.

"How many are there?" Dudley asks.

"36 each. I counted them myself!" uncle declares.

"36? But last year I had 37," he shouts, angrily.

"Don't be such a brat, Dudley," Hollie says and I snigger which makes the others look at him.

"What do you find so funny, boy?" uncle asks.

"Nothing!" I say, wiping the grin off my face.

"I want two more presents," Dudley screams.

"Here, have two of mine," Hollie says with a sigh.

"I don't want girly presents."

"This is what we're going to," Aunt Petunia says. "We're going to buy you two new presents. How's that, pumpkin?"

I look at them, knowing I will get nothing, like I've been given nothing but grief since I arrived here. It's pathetic how spoilt Dudley is.

~Hollie's POV~