Dudley's A Wizard?
Harry woke up at the sound of Vernon yelling for him to wake up and make breakfast. He groaned and rolled over and out of bed. "I'm coming," he replied to his irate uncle; who ripped open the door.
"Well Hurry Up!" Vernon spat venomously, narrowing his eyes to slits. Slamming the door as he stormed down stairs.
Harry rolled his eyes at the shut door, getting up he stretched and dressed. Sighing he left the room, heading to the kitchen.
Dudley sneered shoving Harry out of the way as he headed for the table. He laughed as Harry's hip collided with the counter. "Hurry up Potter! I'm starving," he snarled at Harry, watching as the boy slowly made it to the stove.
Harry grimaced and served the food. He watched as they ate, while his tummy grumbled. He moved to lean on the counter top, ignoring his tummy as he grabbed a glass of water.
When Vernon finished he got up, "if there is any leftovers when Petunia and Dudley are done eating, you may have it, if not then make yourself some plain oatmeal. Once you are finished do the dishes and meet me in the basement!" he said with an evil glint in his eyes.
Harry shuddered inwardly, he knew what that glint meant and found himself wishing he was dead. "Yes, Uncle Vernon" he said his voice void of emotion.
Harry watched as his Aunt Petunia finished up and left the table. His eyes held no emotion, but he felt horrible inside. He found himself thinking back to the conversation he had with Dumbledore. ' "My boy, with these dark times upon us, it does my heart good to know you're safe from the dark lord with the Dursleys" the head master said.' He sighed as Dudley pulled him from his memory by getting up.
Dudley smirked, "it's all yours Potter, I get you after Dad is done with you" he said laughing. He was still laughing as he left the room.
Harry sighed and sat down to eat. Once he was finished he cleaned the dishes and went down stairs. With every step he took his heart sank deeper into despair.
Vernon smiled sadistically as he watched Harry came down the stairs. "assume the position Boy!" he said his voice going all husky sounding.
Harry bit his tongue, he knew he was going to regret what he was about to say, "No!" he said defiantly.
Vernon growled, " You know fighting me only makes it worse for you" he snarled, taking a hold of Harry's hair and pulling the boy against him. Smiling he roughly pushed the boy down making Harry bend over Dudley's old desk.
The desk had some modifications, it had chains and shackles. Harry now found himself chained down, as Vernon stripped him of his clothing. He paled as he heard Vernon's pants unzip. Harry screamed when his uncle entered him, making him pass out.
After sometime Harry awoke to screaming. He dressed and made his way upstairs, cringing every time his butt hurt.
"THIS IS IMPOSIBLE...DUDLEY CAN'T BE...THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT BOY!" Vernon bellowed, rounding on Harry as soon as he spotted the boy.
Harry blinked in confusion, "What'd I do this time?" he asked. Petunia handed him a letter from Hogwarts. His eyes scanned the letter and widened, "Dudley's a...a...a Wizard!" he said, then looked at the pig-in-a-wig in astonishment.
