What Happened at Privet Drive
Chapter One
Two minutes Harry had finally left Privet
drive out of the chimney to go to the World Cup with the Weasleys, Dudley
sighed, touching his tongue, which was feeling rather numb after an incident
with a magical piece of harmless-looking taffy.
"Dad,
where's my wand?" Dudley shouted across the room. "I want to get out of this
body as soon as possible- I can't bear to be in this body any longer."
It was
rather curious that Dudley, who appeared to be a very overweight Muggle, was
shouting to his father that he needed his wand to get out of his body.
Dudley's
father, Vernon, stepped into the room, holding three wands- one a deep red, one
a light blue, and one a subtle pink.
"Here you
are, James," said Vernon Dursley, handing the red wand to Dudley. "Now get out
of that body. I'm tired of seeing you looking like a blown-up whale."
Smiling,
Petunia trotted in. Unlike all of the other times Petunia had smiled, this
smile was not false. It was a genuine smile that actually made this skinny
woman look attractive.
"Lily,
there you go, now hurry up," Uncle Vernon said again. Then they all closed
their eyes.
Each one muttered a word that sounded like
Latin, and for a moment the Dursley family just stood there, eyes closed and
breathing deeply, as if they were asleep.
Then-all of
a sudden-an extraordinary thing happened. Dudley suddenly was growing taller
and skinnier, his skin tanning impossibly fast and his hair turning from blonde
to black. He now looked like a handsome man of about forty.
Petunia's
hair lengthened, and the wrinkles smoothed out on her long face. Her greasy
hair suddenly was thicker and a shade of strawberry blonde. Freckles were
dotting her face, and Petunia's thin, bony arms suddenly were muscled and
strong. She opened here eyes and smiled at the man who had once been Dudley
Dursley.
And Vernon was transforming into an old man
who looked like an older version of the black-haired man.
They all
looked at each other and laughed.
"It is nice
to see your face again, Lily, and you look splendid, father," said the black
haired man.
"Yes, I
reckon you look a little better also, James!" Lily said, with a sweet laugh.
It appeared
that Lily and James Potter were not dead, along with their father, and there
were no such people as the Dursleys after all.
