Harry couldn't tell you how many times he wished he could just kill his 'family'. Yet again, he and his twin brother, Kassel, were locked in their room: the cupboard under the stairs. They had been at the zoo earlier that day for Dudley's birthday. The twins were speaking with the snake in the display, something they learned they could do a few years ago, and when Dudley kept banging on the glass of the snake exhibit, the glass vanished. Dudley fell into the snake exhibit, and the snake slithered out, thanking them as it left.

Vernon and Petunia were in a rage. They left the zoo as quickly as they could and forced Harry and Kassel into the cupboard with no food for the rest of the day as punishment. The Dursleys did all this to Harry and Kassel just because the twins were different. As Harry sat there, on the floor of their cupboard, plotting the Durselys' demise, he heard Kassel speak. "Harry, do you think we'll ever make it out of here?" He asked, sprawled out on the only tiny mattress they had.

"We will, Kas. I don't know when, or how, but we will. Even if it's the last thing I do." Harry answered.

"It's our birthday soon." Kassel said. "Do you think any of our wishes will come true?"

"You're too optimistic sometimes." Harry told him with a chuckle. "Let's go to sleep, little brother. We'll need our energy if we're going to be working on empty stomachs tomorrow."

"We're twins. You're not the oldest." Kassel pouted as he got settled on the bed.

"Someone had to be born first. You act more childish than I do anyway." Harry countered with a smile, sprawling out on the floor and trying to get comfortable.

"I do not." Kassel argued, sticking his tongue out.

Harry laughed. "You just proved my point."

"Whatever." Kassel pouted, though there was a hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "I thought you said we were going to sleep?"

"Fine. Good night, little brother." Harry said.

"Night, Harry." Kassel replied, rolling his eyes.

When they woke the next morning, it was because Petunia was pounding on the door. "Wake up already. You need to make breakfast." She snapped at them through the door.

Kassel woke up first and woke Harry, practically kicking him to wake him. "Coming, Aunt Petunia." He yelled through the door. "Get up, Harry." Kassel hissed lowly.

"I'm up." Harry groaned. They got to their feet and walked to the door. Harry decided to cook breakfast while Kassel grabbed the mail.

Kassel walked to the front door and picked up the mail that was piled up on the floor. At the very top of the pile there was a letter addressed to Harry Potter and Kassel Potter. Looking up quickly to make sure none of the Durselys were looking at him, he took the letter and tucked it into his waistband, hiding it under his oversized, hand-me down shirt as fast as he could. "Boy! Where's the mail?" Kassel heard Vernon yell.

Kassel quickly walked into the kitchen and placed the mail by Vernon's plate. "Here you go, Uncle Vernon." He made his way over to Harry and helped him plate the food before bringing it to the table.

"Get back to your cupboard, Freaks." Dudley sneered as he piled food onto his plate.

Kassel's jaw clenched as well as his fists, but Harry grabbed him and led him to their room. "Don't let him get to you, Kas." Harry reprimanded quietly as he closed the door behind them.

"I can't help it." Kas huffed. He shook his head, trying to rid his thoughts of the tub of lard. "We got a letter in the mail today, Harry." He said as he remembered the letter. He took it out of his waistband and handed it to Harry.

Harry looked at it and read it aloud. When he finished, they looked at each other. "Magic is what we can do?"