#this is UNMANAGEABLE i hate being so terrified i'm still crying and there's NO ONE to help me

[syrenki]

does anybody know how to manage arachnophobia? i'm physically shaking, covered in snot and tears, tired, but unable to go to sleep because i don't know where the spider in my room went

[probably-lucifer]

The Beginning of a Harry Potter has a twin sister story I'm writing

When Harry, and Hylo were nine they runaway; and with good reason too, all the various forms of, what they now knew as abuse, wasn't worth it. After all, who wants to be beaten, treated like a slave, and given The Bad Touch just because they exist? Certainly not our intelligent twins-who-lived. And so, this is how we find them Saturday night sneaking things to take with them. They've got one thousand dollars they've been swiping for over a year that's hidden in a box in the front garden, all the portable food they could fit in one suitcase, and the other they're filling with they're blankies, books, and clothes. It only fits because they've three outfits between the two of them, not including what they're wearing of course. It's only when they're about to walk out of the door that they look to each other. "We'll never get past the ticket person dressed like this; Uncle Vernon makes us dress like "typical hoodlums"." Harry points out, Hylo however comes up with an idea. "Why don't I swipe one of Dudley's dress shirts, and we can try that thing Ms. Morell showed us in class last week?" "The dress thing? Yeah that could work. Yeah, let's do it, quickly; you pick the shirt and meet me in the bathroom, yeah?" Hylo nods and walks briskly up the stairs, the Dursley's shouldn't be home for awhile yet, but it's better safe then sorry they've learned, so the bags are hidden in the cupboard when they go. No one will look in there until morning even if they're caught so they know they're safe. 'I know just the one, and I'll leave him a lolli for helping us too, I'll hide it under his pillow.' Dudley had been helping them for years now, ever since they started school, and Dudley got picked on for being overweight. We were, thankfully, invisible. Grabbing the shirt he hated most because of the color she turned away from the closet, hid the lollipop, undressed, then put the dress shirt on, buttoning it fully. A quick look in the mirror confirmed all the buttons were done, and she ran downstairs, packing away the raggedy cloth, then runs to the small bathroom immediately afterwards. Harry was already there with the scissors from the kitchen. "Ready?" He asked; with a nod he cut up all the way to the top of the sleeve, then cut it off completely. The shirt, or dress now, ended just below Hylo's knees, and it looked as though it was supposed to be cut where the sleeves were, the dark blue color was Hylo's favorite, and the silver pokadots were Harry's favorite color. It looked like a baby doll dress. "Perfect." They said in sync, they giggled at each other after. They pulled out their cases, and left them by the door, then made it look like they were asleep under the stairs via various hair trimmings, and a small blanket around two broken balls Dudley had hidden away previously with their instructions. Satisfied they had everything Hylo dug the money up from the gardens, while Harry grabbed two water bottles. One last time they looked at the house and said "Goodbye." simple as that, no fuss, no worry. Unknown to them wards quickly dissolved from the house, and into their individual persons. The two walked quickly, and silently out down the street. It took them nearly an hour, even though they only took one five minute break during their five mile walk to reach the train station, Harry hid in the bathroom while Hylo went to buy the tickets; Harry would meet her by the train. A bored looking, dark skinned lady with hair in a bun, and a magazine in her hand was the only sign of life around aside from the odd straggler or three. "Pardon me ma'am." Hylo put on her "well mannered daughter" mask, of which she thought suited her well, even with her tan skin, and long curly, nearly unmanageable hair. The lady, Erica according to the nametag looked down, and raised an eyebrow, then shrugged. "May I purchase two tickets to central London please? For the next train in, 20 minutes I believe my papa said." The lady seemed sceptical and wary. "It's only, papa is testing me to make sure we, that's my brother and I, can get a ticket home on our own, I know he's waiting on the train, mum is watching us from just outside the station were I "can't see her", and I really would like to impress them. It's the only way I can visit my friend Lulu this summer, please help me." Pouting, and adding in the eyes, with slight waterworks made Erica cave in with a small, amused smile, and in no time at all Hydrangea Lotus Potter had acquired two tickets for her, and her brother. She thanked Erica profusely, and went to wait on the platform. Meanwhile Harrison James Potter was in the bathroom, changing into an outfit hidden in a plastic zippie bag on the back of the toilet for him by Piers, who had lost a bet about how far Hylo could throw. He would miss games of hunting with Dudley's gang, and using his, and Hylo's cunning and intelligence on them. It was quite fun most days. Dragging "his" suitcase he sat by Hylo and handed her the premade sandwich and chips he'd asked Piers for. (Who by the way did not cry at all when he heard the twins were running away) The two sat, and ate quietly, stomachs churning with anxiety, and excitement. Eyes far older, wiser then any nine year olds should be, hearts heavier then expected, and hands shaking they ate. Thanks to the school year just ending they'd been eating somewhat regularly, and since the Dursley's were celebrating Dudley they didn't have any fresh wounds to be seen either. They were just throwing away their garbage when they noticed the third man watching them curiously. He seemed shocked when they looked right at him, and then he opened his trunk, and WALKED DOWN INTO IT. The twins ran over to see how, cases being pulled behind them, not even noticing the odd feeling passing over them known as a muggle repellent. The man looked up, not too surprised 'Probably muggleborns.' "Would you like to see inside? You can leave the top open, and your cases up there if you'd like." Using a thing they called Twin-Telepathy they quickly decided they were far too curious not to look around, not to mention neither felt the bad energy they felt when they were in danger. After setting their cases aside, and leaving the lid open (they've a bit of self-preservation after all) they went down the plain, softly carpeted stairs. The walls were blank, and white, there was a couch on a wall against the bottom, and a window that once tapped by the odd man's stick thingy let in a lively sort of light, though the sun was nowhere to be found. The floors were some lightwood or another, and there was even a nice kitchen, with plenty of space. The man showed them around two bedrooms, furnished with fully dressed beds, and dressers, not to mention closets, and each had an ensuite bathroom. Plus the one in the hall. Once they had seen everything the man said, not believing they'd have enough regardless, and that he could simply hand them a book or two from his shelf (that he hated, as the place was his ex's, and what kind of guy wants to stay in his ex's place) to help them ahead-"I'll give it to with everything, or mostly everything, heaven knows kids don't need firewhiskey, for 100 pounds." After another Twin-Telepathy conversation Harry spoke up. "No tricks?" The man was shocked, though as a Slytherin he didn't show it (much), they had the money; though he didn't mind, he really does not like this place. Besides they'd probably use it as a play-house when they got home anyways 'Rich kids probably given the clothes." "Not a one, though I'll need one of your cases too if you don't mind, I've not got a single suitcase in here." Pulling Harry off to the side(The man, who's name is Terry by the way) had gone to make tea no one dislikes tea. A few moments later, with money in her hand Hylo said "This place will be great, we will be set so far ahead hear, did you see the kitchen island? It's got a garden! We can plant our own food, and get whatever we need, plus it won't be hard to win a few games, and get payed for that like we usually do. Plus, we can do other work, it's not like we don't know how. Chores and such." Harry nodded having already thought a lot of that. "I can't see any downsides, besides maybe how to hide it." The man had come back by then, "Here you are, I noticed you only had waters earlier, and you finished them, have some tea, here's the sugar, and not to worry, you could park this baby in the middle of central London and only others like us would see it, and be able to touch it, though if you buy I'll teach you how to lock it, I've a feeling you can do it." The man is confident with their magic levels wandless magic would be easy. The twins were happy, and sated once they finished tea, and smalltalk (one shouldn't seal a deal too soon, it's amateurish, and unwise.) They held out the money. The man, who had introduced himself as Terry finally, had then showed them how to lock the door (after taking a small drop of blood the twins weren't much worried about anyways, more curious how that "wand" works really.), he explained that until they turned eleven he would still be able to unlock it, but that if he saw them again, he'd knock first. (He was joking, but Fenrir Terry Greyback is a very peculiar man, and wolf. Usually a good one, however when, quite literally forced, he's quite terrifying. For a moment Terry would entertain the idea of these being the children that took off his leash so to speak when The Moldy Egg™ died. The twins however were completely serious, and as they did not yet know Sirius, though I'm sure they will, they can not laugh at that amazing pun.) Terry boarded a train to Wiltshire, and said something about looking up the Malfoy's if they're ever in town(he's quite sure Lucius was unhappy being a maniacs puppet as well, and, being the petty, spiteful man he was he'd adopt them if, at all, possible, purely out of spite, and pettiness.) Twenty minutes later the twins are sleeping on a train to London, and, though they did not yet know it all would be well. Lily, and James were working hard to make sure of it.