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Deep Roots	By : FemmeBono Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 3186 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: No I'm not making money off JK Rowling's work, this is pure (free) fanfic and I own nothing to do wif Harry Potter stuffs.

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Ending and beginning
"So. What is this deep dark secret you have to tell me about our
family?" Alyssa asked, trying to sound positive as she sat in the living
room over a steaming mug of tea, surrounded by the Dursleys and Harry. It was
merely two days after the test and the Dursleys had called her over for an
important talk, but if Petunia was about to tell her that one of their ancestors
had admitted to being Jack the Ripper, she was not sure if she could take it.
She was still adjusting to the idea of having a permanent family.

"Well...er...it's about Harry."

"Yeah," she said glancing at the boy with a conspiratorial grin,
"you said he was a delinquent. Goes to St. Bart's or whatever." Had
he stolen something, she wondered.

"Not exactly. He, erm, is really more of a ... a freak," she
hissed out finally. Harry simply rolled his eyes.

Oh God, Alyssa thought, is the kid a pedophile? He didn't look
like one based on Alyssa's experience but... "Okaaay... and why do you say
that?"

"He's actually a--that is, he's really a...wizard."

"A wizard." What the hell is this, a welcome-to-the-family joke?
A sort of initiatory hazing type thing weird British people pull on their long
lost American kin folk?

"He actually does magic. Real magic, that is, and it's sort of a family
secret. We don't want the world to know of course that he's not normal,
but as you're family you must know. We'll just ask that you keep it amongst us.
Not even Vernon's aunt Marge knows." Vernon shook his head at this, keeping
his arms crossed and sitting so far back from the coffee table he was nearly
touching the wall. Dudley had scooted closer to his dad and the two made a unit
opposite Harry, who sat glumly avoiding everyone's gaze.

"What sort of magic do you do, Harry?" Alyssa asked quizzically. A
stirring feeling in her gut told her this may not be a joke after all.

"Oh all sorts," replied Petunia, cutting him off even as he tried
to speak. "Levitating cakes, growing his hair out, shrinking sweaters...
nasty foul potions," she spat.

"Can you turn into an animal?" Alyssa interjected stopping Petunia
mid-stride, who looked at Harry as if she wondered too whether he could or not.

"No, but I do know people who can," said Harry, thinking of his
father and the Marauders.

"Cool."

"What?!" squawked Petunia. "You can't actually mean that you
find that sort of unnaturalness--"

"Yeah, actually I do," snapped Alyssa incredulously. "It's a
gift."

"It's a curse!" cried her sister, spittle flying as her face
turned an ugly blotchy color. "An ugly cursed pox on all of us we swore
we'd stamp out of him! You have no idea the strangeness of it. The things his
mother came home doing when we were girls. You would have been too small to
remember, but I do, and it's a wicked ripping shame our parents allowed it to go
on."

"Good lord, what should they have done, disowned her? What did you do
with him to 'stamp it out'?"

"We've tried to keep him contained--keep it all contained. Stuck him in
the cupboard under the stairs--"

"You what?!"

"It was for only a short time," Vernon cut in, his face a weird
shade of puce. "It was before he got his letter for that blasted school,
which proved that sort of bad blood will out..."

"Bad blood?"

"Yes, it's in there all right," Petunia hissed, her eyes wild.
"His mother was one, he's one, the no account she met and married, her friends..."

"And because he is what he is, which he can't help being, you dare to
try and treat him like some... lesser being?"

"He is! He's a freak! A plague that's visited on all of us. We'll
be well shot of him when he goes."

"Fine. Fine!" Her mind was made up in seconds. "If
that's the kind of loving, supporting family you are, then up yours. You're the
last thing he needs. Harry! Go get your things, you're coming with me. You want
him out? He's out." Harry did not need telling twice. He bolted up the
stairs two at a time and from the sound of things was making short work of the
job at hand. Alyssa and Petunia spent several minutes of stony silence looking
everywhere but at each other. Dudley whimpered softly in the corner and Vernon
wrung his hands as his beedy eyes scrunched up in a hard grimace.

When Harry finally finished, he announced his presence by sliding a large
trunk down the stairs. As it bumped its way to the first floor landing, Alyssa
looked up to see him hauling a large snowy owl down in a cage.

"Geez, Harry," she said. "I meant just enough for tonight. We
can come back for the rest tomorrow."

"This is it."

"That's everything you've got?" she asked incredulously before
leveling a glare at Petunia who was watching the exchange with a nasty sneer.

"Just what the hell kind of teenager can put all his worldly
possessions in one measly trunk?" Alyssa said, rising and storming to the
door even as Harry nudged the trunk through with the cage sitting on top. She
turned to face her sister, positively fuming. "You know what Petunia? You
need to get well and truly fucked. It'll improve your whole outlook. And Harry?
As long as you need a home, honey, you've got one with me. Let's blow this
popsicle stand."

With that, she slammed out of the door and grabbed one handle of Harry's
trunk, hauling it to the car and sliding it into the backseat. Once she and
Harry were strapped in, she gripped the steering wheel and exhaled long and low.
Just then a streetlight overhead shattered, raining down shards of glass all
over the car, street and yard. "Shit!" said Alyssa. "I hate it
when that happens."
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