So I couldn't sleep the other night and ended up thinking up a story-line for the Durselys during The Deathly Hallows, my plan is to mix the wizarding world and the muggle world of 1997/1998 into what I hope will be a pretty cool story. Here is the first chapter; the dialogue from the first part is obviously taken straight from the book so I make no claim to owning that nor do I claim to owning any of the characters in this chapter, my awesome OC's will come later. Anyway enjoy and please review and tell me if I should bother finishing it.
27th July 1997:
"I don't think you're a waste of space" The words were out of Dudley's mouth with little thought as to how his parents would react.
By the look his cousin gave him Dudley had a feeling he couldn't quite believe his ears, that was a stupid thing to say he thought as he felt his cheeks begin to blush like a little girl.
"well... er... thanks, Dudley" muttered Harry
"You saved my life" he replied after a moments consideration, Dudley didn't like to remember the events of the last summer but there felt like there was something final about this day and it needed to be said.
"not really" replied his cousin "it was your soul the Dementor would have taken"
Dudley had no idea what this meant not really, wasn't a soul something the school priest warned you about losing or selling to the devil. Dudley had fought the devil in a game once it had took him a few tries but he'd won eventually those things hadn't looked like the devil though, no horns. He stared for a moment longer trying to reply to this but not knowing how not to sound stupid in front of these strange people that were standing in his house.
The next thing he knew his mum had started to cry, she gripped Dudley tightly to her chest. The following conversation was muffled within his mother's sobs but he could tell Harry was beginning to smirk. He should have kept his mouth shut, this was just embarrassing.
"Are we going or not" the voice of his father roared through the house "I thought we were on a tight schedule"
"yes... yes we are" replied the older of the two wizards a strange looking man in a purple top hat "We really must be off Harry... good luck, I hope we meet again. The hopes of the wizarding world rest upon your shoulders"
"Oh... right. Thanks"
That's a lot of pressure Dudley thought I'd never be able to take any world on my shoulders, the younger one now clasped Harry's hand "Farewell Harry. Our thoughts go with you"
Harry looked from the strange wizards to Dudley and his mum "I hope everything's okay" he mumbled looking unsure with what was happening. Dudley shared these feelings nothing was going to be the same again was it?
"Oh I'm sure we shall be the best of chums" exclaimed the strange wizard waving his hat as he left the room, the younger witch followed.
Dudley decided now was the best time to also make a move for it he let go of his mother and stepped towards Harry extending a hand to shake it, it was as his father always told him the manly thing to do when an opponent bested you. Harry hadn't just been his cousin all these years he'd been an adversary, a worthy opponent. One more frightening and real than any of the bad guys in his games a strange weedy boy with strange unknown powers and to be honest Dudley was just glad he'd come out so unshaved. Harry looked unsure for a moment before reaching out to shake his hand;
"Blimey, Dudley" he exclaimed "Did the Dementors blow a different personality into you?"
"Dunno" he replied still not knowing what these Dementors even were "see you Harry"
"Yeah ..." replied Harry shaking Dudley's hand "Maybe. Take care. Big D"
Dudley nearly smiled, Harry had ever called him that before and he actually kind of liked it, before he could embarrass himself further though he left his mum and his cousin and ran to the car where his father waited.
"In" ordered his dad holding open the car door, Dudley jumped into his usual spot behind the passenger seat. Only moments later his mum joined them and realising her seat in the front of the car had been taken by the witch who was engrossed in the A-Z that lived in the glove box folded her arms indignantly.
"I'm not sitting in the middle" she snapped "I don't like that little belt"
"It would be my pleasure" said the wizard bowing a little as he slid in next to Dudley who shuffled closer to the door to move away from him.
Moments later the car was backing out of the drive and heading the usual way towards the motor way. Dudley looked out of the window and watched his world vanish; there was Pier's house the light of his best mate's computer shone though his bedroom window, Dudley hoped he could ring him from wherever he was going. Dennis and Gordon lived down that street there and Malcolm two streets over from that, what if he never saw any of them again? Pulling out his walkman he slotted in the latest Oasis CD and let his thoughts turn away from the strange situation his family had ended up in.
These thoughts were distracted as the sun had just finished setting above him loomed terrifying dark clouds, he slipped off his headphones to hear the announcer on the radio talk about 'extreme weather conditions over south east England'
"That's no natural event" muttered the witch darkly "It's begun"
The wizard nodded in agreement but nothing more was said about the clouds.
As the car turned onto the motorway Dudley was distracted from his CD once again to hear the wizards arguing with his father "Scotland. There's no way I'm driving my family to Scotland"
"It's a delightful little farm though, owned by the McMillan clan all fresh air and rolling hills you'd love it" replied the witch.
"I would not. How would that be any safer though that darn schools up there?"
"Hogwarts is in a much more remote area though Mr Dursely" the wizard piped up "the farms situated in a lovely mixed magic village with its own little school for your son"
"Dudley will be returning to smelting in the fall" added his mother "we've already paid for his tuition"
"Ah no well that might not be the safest place"
"I thought" Dudley began before shutting up, no one wanted his opinion.
"You thought what son?" asked the wizard
"I thought that ... That certain wizards weren't safe anymore so... so staying near them might not be a good idea. I thought we'd be moving to a normal place, like London."
"Too close to the ministry" replied the witch "but I like your thinking son"
"So where are we going?" asked his dad "because I will turn this car around right now and go back home unless someone makes a decision"
"Liverpool" she announced "we shall go visit Augusta"
Augusta Longbottom was a slightly terrifying woman with a stern face and a demeanour that reminded Dudley of the matron at Smelting's She'd let the weary travellers in to her home but didn't seem too happy about it. Dudley had been shown to an empty bed by a small creature by the name of Mimsy who had introduced herself as a house elf and promised to take care of his every need if her mistress asked her to.
"House elf" Dudley let the words come from his mouth barely believing himself "Harry mentioned one of them once"
"Mimsy has never had the pleasure of meeting Mr Harry Potter" it squeaked back "But Mr Neville mentions him often"
"Right yh" Dudley replied as he climbed into the large bed still in his clothes too tired to change he fell asleep pretty quickly after that.