5It was like any ordinary Friday for the 5 year old Potter twins. They woke up in their cupboard to their Aunt's voice screeching at them to get dressed and go to school. They did as she said and grabbed their small rucksacks which contained a pencil, a math worksheet and an empty lunchbox each before their Aunt Petunia literally threw them out of the front door of Number 4 Privet Drive. It was with heavy hearts that they dragged themselves to their feet and started the half an hour long walk to the local primary school, only to arrive there half an hour early there at least.
The reason that they were more miserable than usual was that it was a Friday. Fridays meant that the next two days they were at home all day. More time for their Aunt to dump almost unmanageable chores on them and more time for their Uncle to beat them up for being Freaks.
Not that school was much better. The twins were in the same class as Dudley, so that meant he got to push them around when the teachers weren't looking. They knew better than to respond to him.
Once, Laura hit Dudley back when they were three. She got the worst beating that either twin had ever had. Harry had gotten beaten too of course, Uncle Vernon said it was to imply that he should get worse if he ever touched Dudley. Harry didn't know what imply meant but he knew he didnt want anything like what happened to his sister to happen ever again. He hated to see her in pain like that and for some reason her pain was his pain and his pain was her pain. Laura said it was because they were twins, but Harry thought it had to be something more, as he did twice as many chores for the two weeks that Laura was pretty much bedridden for. (A/N: I know that 3 year olds cant physically really do any many chores but I was thinking, tidying up after the family (like putting Dudleys toys away) sorting out the laundry, that sort of stuff)
So, it was on that seemingly normal Friday that Laura frowned to herself. Was someone walking behind them? No, it wasn't footsteps, she thought as she turned round, causing her brother to copy her actions, it was pawprints.
It was a huge shaggy black dog. Well it was huge in height and length and all, but it was very skinny, not unlike the twins, both of which were backing away, their identical green eyes wide, Harry slightly infront.
'Wait,' Laura mumured. 'It is wagging it tail. I fink that means it happy.'
'Yes, tat could mean it wants to eat us all wup!' Harry whispered back.
'It ishn't gwowling though, it looks fwiendly.' said Laura, a bit louder this time. She started to approach it slowly.
'Lauraaaa . . . ' Warned Harry, but he too started to slowly approach the bear – like dog.
The dog took a small step towards them, sniffing them eagerly.
'See Harry! It is fwendly!' cried Laura, patting the dog on the head.
'Yes it is! But it really fin! It need more food!' exclaimed Harry stoking the dog's back.
'And a bath!' added Laura, wrinkling up her nose as she ran her fingers through the dog's manky fur.
'Come on Laura, we got to getta school!' Harry urged.
'Ok. Do you fink tat we will see him again Harry?'
'I hope we do.'
As they were walking away, Harry heard a voice in his head 'He seems familiar but I dont know where from, I have never seen a dog like that before.' He stopped suddenly with a small cry.
A/N: I know it's really short but I wanted to get something up asap. Hopefully the next chapter should be up by next weekend.