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Chapter 6

Violet didn’t understand the reason George was so rude to his son about the portrait who looked suspiciously like him, or why the portrait moved, Freddy turns away running after the girl he was flirting with before, just as Harry rushes in.

“I'm here! I'm here, what did you find out?” Ginny opens her mouth to say something before looking down at the impressionable face of Violet.

“Harry Perhaps we should discuss this later, Violet needs her school supplies yes?” she asks and Harry looks down at Violet and furrows his brows together.

“Perhaps you’re right, now Crocus.” He leans down to the girls level. Violet huffs softly pouting at him,

“My name is Violet” she says bitterly while Petunia snickers behind her.

“Violet’s your middle name, your name is Crocus.” she chuckles while violet turns around to glare at her,

“Shut up Noony!” Violet yells, Petunia sticks her tongue out before Jenna takes her arm looking at george,

“Do you have a stool?” she asks and George moves a stool from behind the counter, Jenna takes it as well as Petunia sitting her in the corner before returning to her husband's side. Harry looks back at Violet after being distracted by the sister’s squabble.

“Now Violet” he corrects himself, and the small girl nods in approval signaling for him to continue.

“Did you bring the part of your letter that has your list?” He asks and Violet nods. Jenna goes through her purse taking out the letter and handing it to Harry. He looks through the list carefully,

“Well this all seems dreadfully boring, how about Ginny goes and picks up your things with your parents and I’ll take you to get your wand?” He offers, Petunia crosses her arms sitting facing the wall on the stool.

“I don’t want to go school shopping for Crocus” she huffs and Dudley waddles over to her.

“Petunia, you have been a pain in the neck all day. What has gotten into you?” He asks bending down next to her.

“All week it’s been Crocus this and Crocus that she’s not special! You’re spending all your time with her!” She cries and Dudley sighs

“Darling, Crocus is special… you both are. Your little sister has been accepted to a special school which means we are spending a little more time with her now… but when she’s at school we’ll be able to spend all our time with you.” Dudley tries to make her feel better but Petunia only looks angrier,

“Well maybe I don’t WANT Crocus to go to a new special school! Maybe I want her to stay in MY school with ME!” she yells before getting off the stool running out of the store and disappearing into the swarm of wizards outside of the store.

“Petunia? Petunia!” Jenna yells, she runs to the front of the store with a panicked look on her face.

“Dudley what do we do?” She looks through the crowd, unable to see Petunia, Dudley walks over trying to look into the crowd as well.

Ginny grabs Lilly's hand bringing her over to the two concerned parents.

“We’ll look around for her, Harry will take Violet shopping and we’ll all meet back here.” Ginny offers and Harry nods, clapping Violet on the shoulder. Ron runs over,

“Me and Freddy will help too, Freddy!” he yells as a loud groan echoes from the other side of the store,

“Uncle Ron! I am trying to chat up a girl!” He whispers as he walks over, he smiles at the girl he was talking to. A tall girl with puggish cheeks and long stringy brown hair pulled into a ponytail.

“The Zambini girl? Really? Freddy-” Ron is cut off by Ginny as she rolls her eyes.

“We don’t have time for this! Ron, take Freddy and go find Teddy, James, and Albus, then look at the outer stores as well as the leaky Cauldron. I’ll take Lilly with the Durleys and start looking in the middle sections and Gringotts.” she says before Jenna leans down cupping Volet’s face.

“Crocus honey, go with Harry and we’ll be back soon alright?” She tries to hide how worried she is as Ginny keeps giving orders.

“We’ll all meet back here ok?” Ginny says before she gives Harry a kiss on the cheek leading the search party out of the store.

Harry takes Violet into a robe shop trying to change the subject and help her relax,

“So your parents deposited enough money to gain some interest in the bank and buy all of your things…” he feels a little awkward, he hadn’t spoken to this girl since she was a baby and frankly knew nothing about her. She still held her nervous gaze as they entered the store,

“After we get our shopping done… I’ll buy you a treat from Ron and George’s store. How does that sound?” Violet looks up at him and smiles sheepishly

“Anything?” she asks quietly trying to contain her excitement, Harry chuckles remembering his first trip to get school supplies from the wizarding world.

“Sure, think of it as an apology for me getting your name wrong.” He chuckles before he sees a familiar large man talking to a young boy about 13 years old, He’s getting a robe fitting black hair slicked black, brown eyes stuck on the large half giant nodding along with the conversation.

“Hagrid?” Harry asks, causing the large man to turn around, a small blonde girl is clinging to his large coat, large blue eyes stare at Harry and Violet but before Harry can even process the children he is swept into a tight hug by the burly Hagrid.

“T’s good to see you ‘arry!” he spins Harry around and Violet can’t help but giggle at the excitement Hagrid seemed to exhibit at just the sight of Harry. Hagrid sets Harry down and smiles as he grabs the smaller man’s shoulders.

“Let me get a look at ‘chu” he says gleefully, Hagrid’s hair was the same frizzy thick mop of black hair Harry remembers but now with graying highlights. The same sparkling black eyes now framed by wrinkles and smile lines of an aging man,

“This mus’ be yer kid! What’s yer name sweetheart?” he smiles down at Violet who is completely awestruck by the size of Hagrid, too flabbergasted to speak even.

“Actually Hagrid, This is Violet. She’s my cousin’s youngest daughter and a muggle born.” Harry smiles down at the girl who seems still shocked.

“Violet Hagrid is one of my best friends and my favorite half giant teacher.” Hagrid laughs, a booming sound that shakes the walls of the store causing the workers to glare in their direction.

“Come meet my family!” Hagrid says almost dragging harry to the children from before, Harry’s face is overcome with confusion by the monstrous man’s words.

“Family?” he asks standing in front of the two kids, Hagrid smiles clapping a hand on the young boy’s shoulder after his robe fitting was over.

“Yep! I always loved teachin’ kids didn’ have a par’ner so Mcgonagall asked why I didn’ jus’ adopt. Thir’een years la’er here we are.” He pushes the young boy towards Harry

“Tha’s Aragog, he’ll be a third year.” Hagrid smiles proudly and Harry looks down at the boy who won’t meet his eyes.

“Like the… Giant spider?” He asks, Aragog shrugs his eyebrows knitting together.

“I prefer my middle name, but no one respects it.” He mumbles and walks away. Violet has never related to anyone so strongly before. Hagrid Chuckles and picks up the little girl attached to his coat.

“He’s been a bit moody since mid summer, teenagers ya know? He wants this broom fur quidditch…” He tries to explain but is cut off by a large groan from the teen in question

“I shouldn’t ‘ave said that. This little pewee is Pixie, She jus’ turned five years old.” Hagrid laughs and the small girl clings to him blushing deeply and burying her face in his shirt.

“Her favorite story is how the great Harry Potter defeated ‘you know who’” Harry is blindsided by this information and unable to let himself be embarrassed when he realizes.

“That’s Hardly a story appropriate for children.” He realizes and Hagrid’s eyes widen.

“Never thought ‘bout that” Hagrid says simply looking down at the girl then back at Harry.

“Welp say hello ter the missus fur me.” He says quickly before shuffling out of the store with his kids, Harry looked confused still before he shook his head back to reality.

“Come on Violet, let's get your robes…” He says softly and Violet nods following after him

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Chapter 5

Violet couldn't help but be in awe at the world around her, after Harry had let her and the rest of her family into Diagon alley she couldn't focus on just one thing. Wizards covered in robes of all colors, shapes, and sizes bustled around.

"Daddy, these people are weird" Petunia speaks to her father who is in just as much awe as his second child.

"Petunia don't be rude" Mrs. Dursley scolds the girl as she crosses her arms letting out a huffed breath. They walk into Gringotts to be greeted by chaos,

"What is going on here?" Dudley asks and Harry is taken aback when a Daily Prophet reporter walks uncomfortably close to him.

"Harry Potter! Tansy Rubble speaking Can you tell us about the new girl you are with? Is this another child of the potter family? An Illegitimate one from an affair perhaps?" Harry is caught off guard by the shorter woman, her rounded face framed by brown hair and large dark eyes sparkling with interest. Harry scratches the back of his head nervously.

"I-i mean of course not see, I have this cousin and-" he stutters slightly before Ginny cuts him off.

"Lay off him! Leave us alone it's none of your business" she huffs before ushering all of them to the bank's desk.

"We need to withdraw and open an account." Harry says to the goblin at the front desk who looks bored.

"Alright, we just need to know your blood status, and if the new account owner is a muggle born we need at least one pure blood to sign off on it or two half bloods." Harry looks confused and Violet looks up at him wondering if this was normal, her question was answered when Ginny once again comes to her husband's rescue slamming her hands down.

"That's bullshit! why?" she yells as the goblin uses the end of his quill to gently pry her hand off the wood as if touching her would give him some sort of disease.

"The ministry put the order in recently, so muggle borns don't pose as wealthier wizards of long lineage and steal their money." Harry is the one to speak up this time as the entire Dursley family stays quiet, Violet wonders if this is something that happens often.

"That's ridiculous you guys have the best security in the world! Why would the ministry do such a thing?" the goblin shrugs marking something in his book and taking out two parchment pieces,

"Why does everyone assume most goblins are greedy and prefer to work in a bank? I wanted to be a dancer." he says simply and Ginny glares.

"Well why do goblins tend to answer a question with a question?" the little man looks up and points his quill at her,

"Now that's offensive, we don't all do that I just like to." he gives them both a piece of parchment.

"Sign here and give me the name of the new and old account owner." Harry furrows his brows unsatisfied with the conclusion of their conversation but signs the paper anyways.

"Withdrawn from Harry Potter, new account name Crocus Dursley. Hun, remind me to speak to Hermione about this as the minister of magic she has to know something." Violet cringes at how the account is under her real name but doesn't say anything.

"We can just go see ron now if the shop is open" Ginny offers and Harry nots slowly,

"You take everyone, I'll withdraw the money and set up Violet's account then meet up with you later." Ginny nods, walking away from Harry and Violet looks up at her.

"Is everything all right?" she asks and the taller woman smiles nodding,

"Of course dear everything is going to be just fi-" she gets cut off when Tansy Rubble walks over.

"Will you give the Prophet a statement on the young girl ?" Ginny seems to fume, her face turning as red as her hair before she turns around.

"If it will satisfy you vultures to know, Crocus Dursley is Harry's younger cousin." She doesn't let the woman ask anything else, taking Violet's hand and dragging her out of Gringotts ushering everyone else with them.

"Teddy, take the boys and go get your school things." She sighs walking hand in hand with Violet to Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, the Dursley family following.

Ginny opens the door to her brother's store to find it packed with young wizards and witches. Fred Weasley jr. is at the counter a moving portrait of his name sake is in the ground behind him, taunting him with kissy faces and noises as he talks to a girl with a flirty grin on his face. Ginny walks to the counter "Freddy is Ron in?" Ginny asks quickly, moving the girl over as she asks. The dark skinned boy puffs out his cheeks letting out the air slowly knitting his eyes together in frustration,

"Damn aunt Gin, I was trying to work an angle." he complains watching Ginny roll her eyes.

"Freddy, where is ron? RONALD?!" she yells walking around the counter before Ron comes out from the back.

"What? What!? Is someone dying?" He asks a stressed look on his face as he wipes sweat from his brow before seeing Ginny.

"Ron, did you hear about the new mandate passed by the ministry?" he looks confused at her for a moment, shooing Fred away.

"I did but I didn't think you'd hear about it so quickly." He looks over at the Dursley's he could almost recognize Dudley but really only noticed their clothes.

"You have muggles standing behind you, Gin." he says simply, his confusion growing as Ginny sighs exasperatedly.

"I'm aware of that Ronald, why would Hermione pass such a thing being muggle born herself?" she asks him. Violet takes the moment to look around at all the amazing things in the store, gumballs to give you different voices, x-ray spectacles, trick quills, and more.

"Hermione didn't pass it" Ron says simply sitting down with a sigh wiping his face again.

"That's impossible, she's the Minister of Magic." Ginny furrows her brows and Ron lets out a huff like laugh.

"For now she is." Ron mumbles and Ginny steps closer to the counter.

"What do you mean? It's not an election year." she asks and Ron stands up straightening some display items on the counter.

"They're questioning her accountability and work due to her being a muggle born. I guess someone from the sacred eight brought up a good point that was backed up by someone in muggle studies." he rubs his forehead

"Hermione might lose her job for something that isn't even her fault." He sits down again, his stressed face makes more sense now.

"Are they mad? Who made up such a thing?" Ron lets out a deep breath.

"I don't know and they wouldn't tell her, she's on paid leave until everything gets sorted." he stands up moving to the back of the shop again.

"We're both very overwhelmed but that's all I know for now, sorry sis." he disappears to the back of the store just as a loud explosion is heard.

"Eurika!" George yells before running out looking triumphant, his face darkened by ash and his hair blown out of his face.

"Ha ha! Freddy! You've got to come see this! Oh hey sis." he greets Ginny who waves with her eyes wide and Petunia laughs at his wild appearance.

"Freddy, where did you-" he stops as he sees the moving portrait of Fred sr. looking up at him almost sheepishly. George's son rounds the corner.

"Sorry i'm here" he says tilting his head as his father stays quiet looking at the portrait wave at him.

"What's wrong pop?" he asks but George doesn't move, transfixed on the picture. Violet watches the blood drain from Ginny's face.

"Where… did this come from?" George asks finally, not looking at Fred Jr. who shrugs.

"Roxy said she heard humming and brought it from the basement all covered up, it looks just like your portrait by the door. She thought it was a backup or something, although it's weird it has my name on it." he chuckles and George sighs deeply, a heavy sound that seems to fill the space making the air thick and sticky.

"Take it back, I don't want to look at it." he says softly before disappearing into the back again.

"Uh.. ok" Freddy says looking confused as the portrait also seems down.

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Chapter 4

Violet stood confused while looking at the brick wall in front of her, Dudley was inspecting the wall closely while his wife watched him.

“This is stupid I knew this was a joke give it up daddy” Petunia huffs crossing her arms, she had been quite pissy sense she heard the news not believing a word of it.

“Dudley? What… are you doing?” A sudden voice said from behind them. The Family turns around and Dudley instantly recognises Harry Potter but has no clue who the rest of the people with him were.

“Harry! You told me Jillian alley was here, there's nothing!” Dudley tells the man in almost an accusatory tone. Harry rests his face in one of his hands taking a deep sigh,

“It’s Diagon Alley Duds and you can’t get in without a wizard.” Violet looks up at the Man, he has dark hair and rounded glasses. He looks short and spindly like he grew mostly in a short period of time. His hair is distractingly messy and he’s surrounded by children of varying ages and a tired looking woman with rust colored hair.

“Well, what’s all this then?” Dudley asks, pretending he wasn’t just questioning Harry’s integrity as he pulls his pants up higher on his waist.

“Well uncle Vernon” Harry comments on Dudley’s familiar demeanor by calling him his father.

“This is my family, my oldest James” he motions towards a confident and dark haired boy who waves with his introduction.

“He’s to be a second year, then there's Albus the first year” He motions to a more timid boy who waves shyly his messy hair, a direct trait from his father.

“My youngest Lilly” he chuckles as the much younger girl with Auburn hair looks at them with wide eyes before holding out her hand,

“I’m this many” she holds up four fingers and Harry chuckles picking her up so she can cling to his neck.

“My wife Ginevra” he almost beams as the tired woman rolls her eyes.

“I told you Harry, you can introduce me as Ginny” Harry chuckles as an older boy with blue hair steps from behind him.

“This is Teddy, he’s not mine but I take him to Diagon Alley every year as a favor to his grandmother.” Teddy flashes a charismatic smile and Violet feels her face get red

“Who’s the new Wizard in this family?” he asks and Vernon puts his arm around Violet.

“That would be my daughter” he says simply and Teddy steps closer to the girl.

“What’s your name Pretty girl?” He flashes a grin that knocks the wind completely from Violet's lungs, she struggles to breathe as her mother answers for her.

“That’s Violet” she smiles and Teddy takes her hand in his own returning the bright expression.

“Oh and you must be her older sister?” he asks and Jenna laughs waving him off.

“Oh you’re too much” she chuckles as Petunia glares up at him stepping forward.

“No! That’s our mum, I'm the older sister” she says matter of factly as her mother puts her hand on Petunia’s back.

“It was only a joke sweetheart” she chuckles as dudley and Harry converse a bit more Teddy puts a hand on Violet’s shoulder

“Don’t worry Hen, you can come to me if you need anything in school, I'm a 6th year student so I know pretty much everything.” The wink he gives her at the end of his sentence makes it hard for Violet to stand, along with the pet name as she nods.

“Ha.. ba ho… mm” is all she seems to be able to get out, watching him chuckle and go back to his group talking to an enthusiastic James.

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Chapter 3

Petunia huffs racing to the door and picking up the single envelope on the floor in front of the door. She picks it up reading the front of it,

“It’s just someone playing a dumb prank, probably Charlette down the street.” she shrugs handing the letter to her sister, Violet looks down at the letter. Loopy cursive letters that look very official address the front of the letter in black ink,

Ms C. Dursley

Second bedroom down the hall.

69. Bromeni st.

Herming,

Liverpool.

Violet flips the letter over to see a very official wax seal, looking up at Petunia.

“We should wait until Dad comes home” Violet says simply and Her sister huffs her eyes raking over the letter.

“That's probably for the best,” she shrugs, placing the letter on the table. The two girls went the rest of their day as usual, doing chores, playing outside the letter shoved to the back of their minds. Halfway through the day Dudley returns home from his part time job at his father’s company greeting his girls

“Hello my darlings, how are my beautiful girls?” He hugs them both and the older girl speaks first.

“Something came for Crocus” she tells him and violet glares at her, pulling him to the table and Dudley chuckles.

“Silly girl there is no post on Sundays” his words shoot a dreadful feeling through his body remembering how his father was insistent about this point for most of his life after Harry started going to Hogwarts. Petunia gives him the letter,

“That’s what I said must be a prank” she crosses her arms, Dudley looks down at the letter, his face going white. He walks to the phone picking it up and dialing a number.

“Could I please speak to Mrs. Dursley, it's important.” he says into the receiver pausing for a moment.

“Tell her it’s her husband” He says a few moments later and there is another pause. Violet is nervous by the look on her father’s face as he talks on the phone, almost frantically.

“Dearest I know, yes, yes, I wouldn’t call if it wasn’t important, it is an emergency… Jenna please!” There is silence as everyone is still almost as if time has stopped. Suddenly Dudley speaks again,

“Thank you love, i’ll see you soon” he nods, hanging up the phone and sighing deeply pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Your mother is on her way home.” he says looking down at the two girls.

“I need you two to go wait in your bedroom.” The girls look at each other before going to their room with no objections.

A while later, the girls are still sitting in their room while hushed whispers can be heard from their parents in the other room.

“You’re in trouble, i bet you're really adopted” Petunia says simply and Violet huffs.

“Stuff it Noony i’m trying to listen” she glares at her sister who sticks her tongue out in response. Dudley yells from the other room to them,

“Girls, will you come here for a moment?” he asks and his daughters cautiously stand in front of him and their mother.

“Girls there's something we need to tell you” He pauses looking to his wife whose eyes are red with dried tears

“This is not a prank” he says simply and Petunia turns to her younger sister.

“See? I told you! You’re adopted” she shares triumphantly and Violet feels her heart quicken.

“Alright little girl come with me” their mother takes Petunia's hand bringing her into a different room.

“Daddy.. Am I in trouble? Why is Mum crying?” Violet asks and Dudley breathes in deeply.

“My beloved you’re not in trouble, this is actually very good news.” he takes the letter from the table and hands it to her.

“Why don’t you read this yourself?” Violet takes the already open letter. She takes it out and there are the same formal black letters reading:

Dear Mrs.Dursley

We are pleased to inform you you have been accepted to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Students will be required to report to the chamber of reception upon arrival, the dates of which shall be duly advised. Please ensure that the utmost attention be made to the list of requirements attached henceforth. We very much look forward to receiving you as part of the new generation of Hogwarts heritage.

Yours Sincerely,

Oliver Wood

Deputy Headmaster.

Violet didn’t know what to make of the letter, Dudley slowly explained everything he knew about the wizarding world which wasn’t much.

“Why was mummy crying if this was good?” she asks at the end of this explanation trying to grasp everything.

“Does this mean she doesn’t love me anymore?” she asks softly and Dudley feels his heart squeeze.

“Oh Love no of course not! She’s just sad her baby will be gone for the entire school year” He says softly placing her on his lap.

“I’m sad too but… i’m also so happy you get this opportunity”

Violet furrows her brows thinking to herself about what he said.

“What if I don’t want to go?” she asks softly and Dudley sighs rubbing her back.

“I know it’s scary Hun, but you can’t just say no, you at least have to try ok?” he looks at her and she nods her eyes filling with tears

“ok Daddy.. I’ll try” he smiles at her proudly kissing her forehead hugging her to his chest

“Just because you’re different doesn’t mean we don’t love you just as much honey lamb” he says softly and she nods again into him.

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Chapter 2.

Around eleven years later, Violet Dursley wakes up to the feeling of pressure coming from under her bed. Two points walking up and down her back in an annoying but not painful way. The young girl looks over the side of her bed to see her older sister on the bunk below her pushing her feet into the mattress above her.

“Petunia! Stop it dad told you that will break the bed!” she warns her sister who brings her feet down with a huff.

“What? Are you going to tattle on me? Tattle tail” she sticks her tongue out as Violet climbs down from her bed scowling as Petunia gets out of her own bed.

“I would stop if you let me have the top bunk anyway it’s not fair” Petunia crosses her arms and violet groans.

“You’re bigger that’s why I get the top” she reasons while Petunia wrinkles her nose obviously not satisfied with this.

“Older doesn’t mean bigger” she says simply watching Violet’s face go red. It’s true that Violet took more after her father Dudley. Unlike Petunia whose body was lean and almost frail like her mother Violet was short as well as stout, her baby fat was being proven harder to lose then her sister. It was a sore spot that made her freckled face erupt in crimson whenever her grandmother would poke her belly or when the kids at school teased her, though Petunia rarely mentioned it it was still hurtful.

“NOONY THAT’S MEAN!” she yells with the childhood nickname her sister hated, Petunia scowls at this verbal assault.

“Don’t call me that!” Petunia yells and Violet feels triumphant before the older girl pulls out the nuclear option.

“Fatty fatty Croooocus! Fatty fatty croooocus” she starts singing and Violet can feel the sting of tears as she runs out of the room

“MUM! DAD!” she yells while Petunia keeps singing from down the hall making fun of her.

“Tattle tail Crooooocus! Little piggy Croooooocus squeal piggy!” Violet runs and hugs her mother from behind while she stands by the stove.

“Mummy! Noony is being mean! Make her stop it!” Dudley looks up from his newspaper looking over to see his oldest running after her sister.

“Whatever she’s telling you it’s a lie!” Petunia yells, breathing heavily and pulling her mother’s skirt.

“She’s gone mad!” Dudley sighs, setting his paper down while his wife can’t move from her children screaming at eachother from either side of her.

“Girls! Your mother is busy please!” He tries to calm them down but no one can hear through the high pitched screams of sisters fighting.

“Dudley, honey… grab one of them!” Violet’s mother tries to yell over the girls before Dudley picks up Petunia, setting her on his lap and giving her a scone.

“Put jam on this for me will you Darling?” He sighs as the fighting stops and Petunia does as she’s told. Violet looks up at her mother, stirring something on the stove.

“Can I help mum?” Violet asks and watches her mother’s face morph from one of worry to a smile.

“Alright honey bunny” she says, picking the young girl up and placing her on the counter.

“But only if you promise not to fight with Patty anymore” she smiles, poking her daughter's nose who nods.

“I promise” Violet smiles looking over as her mother hands her an empty bowl.

“Now we'll add flour… and sugar” she lists off more ingredients, placing them in the bowl. Violet always loves cooking with her mother and father turning multiple ingredients into one thing fascinates her.

“Cooking is boring Mum…” Petunia says simply flipping through the comic section of the paper as her mother places Violet back on the ground.

“I like cooking” Violet says softly and Petunia furrows her brows pursing her lips.

“That makes sense, you like boring things” she shrugs and Violet gasps but remembers her promise. Suddenly Petunia’s plate gets knocked onto her outfit out of nowhere as Violet sits down.

“Ugh! Gross!” she yells before running to the bedroom her and her sister share.

After Breakfast Dudley kisses his wife goodbye as they both leave for work. Violet finishes brushing her teeth walking to her bedroom only to find it locked

“Noony let me in! I need to get dressed!” she yells through the door.

“No! I want my own room! And I want to be alone!” She yells back and Violet groans banging on the door.

“Noony come on! At least give me my clothes!” She tries to reason, Petunia has been acting differently for a while and she doesn’t understand why.

“Stop calling me that and go away, you're annoying!” she yells, inside the room Petunia just wanted to be alone five minutes to read, or think, or do something without her little sister. Violet hears the letter slot at the door and turns around.

“Noony there's a letter at the door” she says but Petunia doesn’t answer. Violet rolls her eyes,

“Petunia! Come out!” she yells and her sister groans on the other side of the door.

“Stop lying!” Petunia calls back and Violet is confused.

“I’m not! Noony I swear!” she huffs and there's a laugh from the other side.

“You’ve gone mad then.” The troublesome girl locked in her bedroom laughs.

“Why do you say that?” Violet is confused before the door opens and Petunia looks down at her.

“No post on Sundays, are you dim?” she asks and the younger girl pouts.

“Go check for yourself if you don’t believe me” she crosses her arms.

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Crocus Violet Chapter 1

Dudley Dursley was speechless when his daughter was born, the small girl in his arms looking up at him with bright blue eyes, he couldn’t believe something so small could touch him so deeply. His daughter was the most perfect child in the world and no one would ever convince him otherwise. In the second it took for her to look up at him his world shifted and she was the only thing in it. He named her Petunia after his mother although it wasn’t until his second daughter was born he felt his family was truly complete. Her name was Crocus after Dudley's wife’s favorite flower although everyone called her by her middle name, Violet.

On Violet’s first birthday Dudley sat in his sitting room holding both his daughters on his lap.

“Daddy! Daddy, I want gifts too!” Petunia tugs on her father's shirt not understanding that although the baby is too small to open her gifts it is still her day.

“It’s a fine family you have here son” Vernan shines with pride while his wife wipes tears.

“My little Duddy Wuddy… all grown up” Dudley rolls his eyes as his Daughter pulls on his shirt more.

“Daddy! It’s not fair!” Dudley was on the edge of a headache before a cooling sensation came over him and he looked down at Violet, she was smiling. His youngest daughter never cried, it was a bit concerning but anytime anything got overwhelming for him she would be like a ray of hope, giggling, or just being there. It wasn’t only him, but the whole room calmed down, Petunia stopped tugging, his mother stopped crying, Vernan got distracted by the tv. An unseen light radiated off of this child almost like… Magic.

After a few hours of the small get together, Mr and Mrs. Dursley left. Petunia sat on the ground with a bottle of juice and a biscuit. There is a knock on the door and he stands with a groan to answer it, he opens the door to see the familiar face. Dudley can’t help but smile at how much the sickly boy from his childhood had grown into an almost regal looking man.

“Harry, uh… this is a surprise” Harry gives him an awkward smile back scratching the back of his head.

“I heard it was your youngest’s first. I wanted to congratulate you and..” he takes out a small package wrapped in blank parchment paper. Dudley takes it cautiously almost as if he expected it to explode.

“It’s from a muggle store you have nothing to worry for” Harry laughs inwardly at his antics and dudley’s face reddens in embarrassment

“No it's fine I just, why don’t you come in” he asks, moving away from the door as Harry nods following Dudley inside. Petunia looks up and sees Harry as her eyes shine.

“You’re smaller than daddy, who are you?” she asks and Dudley scolds her quietly while Harry laughs.

“My name is Harry, you are a very pretty girl” he smiles down at her. Petunia blushes before running to find her mother.

“To be honest Big D I wasn't expecting Black hair” he chuckles at the nickname and Dudley reflects on his past with embarrassment.

“She gets that from her mother, if Jenna gets word of that name she’s bound to leave” He says quietly making Harry laugh louder before the aforementioned woman walks into the room carrying her youngest with Petunia clinging to her skirt. Dudley visibly lights up at the sight of his family taking the baby from his wife.

“She’s just up from a nap, oh! Who’s this Milk Dud?” she asks and Harry holds back a snort trying to disguise it as a cough, surprised and both amused by the nickname, and the American accent.

“This is Harry my cousin, we send him a holiday card every year” Jenna nods, smiling sweetly at Harry, her black curls moving with her body as she reaches to take Harry’s hand. She’s small, almost delicate, her hazel eyes filled with love. A freckled face and a button nose look up at Harry as he tries to come to terms with the impossible, Dudley’s wife was shorter than him.

“I have to go clean up the party but i’m charmed truly” She smiles before walking away Petunia looks up at harry before grabbing his hand in an attempt to copy her mother’s actions before letting out a high pitched “Have ta clean, charmed trubley” before walking away. Dudley furrows his brows at the display,

“She’s been doing that more recently…” Harry chuckles looking at Violet’s small tufts of sandy hair reaching through the blanket before Dudley looks to the side feeling awkward.

“You have children, would you… like to hold her?” he asks and Harry smiles at the thought.

“I’m honored Milk Dud, Ginny is about to have our third actually” he chuckles and Dudley scowls.

“Ok but only if you never call me that again” He sighs giving Harry the baby. She looks up at him smiling happily at this new person filling him with the same light she does everyone.

“This one takes after you look at that hair Dud” he smiles at her and Dudley smiles proudly

“She has her mother’s eyes but that hair is all me” Small freckles peek on the girl's face, she grabs one of Harry’s fingers and he gasps softly. The feeling of fatigue from his job, the travel, and fathering two and a half children disappears with only a touch. He looks at Dudley who has no idea of what had just happened.

“Dudley… Your daughter.” he tries to proceed with caution not knowing how his cousin will react to Harry’s new found theory.

“She’s perfect I know probably better than all your kids combined” Dudley smiles proudly being pretty smug about his kids and Harry seriously considers not saying anything.

“No Dudley seriously.. I think she may be magic.”

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Found a weird frog today... Poked it and now I read minds. Hopefully it'll go away

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Day whatever of quarenteen... My brother has started spoon eating powdered sugar...

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NOODLE!

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I present to you:

30 seconds of *Ethan Noises*

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let it be known that i would die for beckham

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Mark slapping Ethan: "are you close? Are you close???"

Ethan: "MORE LOTION"

Mark aggressively massaging: "hows the pressure?"

Ethan: "HARDER"

Mark: *slaps Ethan ass*

Amy filming:

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Guide to quarenteen Nachos,

1. Order chips online.

2. Pay with toilet paper, and tip delivery guy with baby wipes, he deserves it.

3. Microwave cheese on chips.

4. Pour bleach on chips, you can never be too safe.

5. Leave room to wash hands for 5th time.

6. Come back to find sibling eating nachos.

7. Watch sibling cough on nachos.

8. Kill sibling, put on next batch of nachos.

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You have to take the hair into account its not every day jack takes off his hat, that main tho.

Who does it better?

PAX Prime 2015, Peoples panel with PewDiePie, Mark, Jack, Ken

Please do not repost or edit. Thank you.

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I think I saw that hog in the doctor's office for therapy

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Huffle puff Cinnamon bun to pure, to good for this world