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Dudley's POV

"Freak! What are you- Oh my god! Mummy help me! Stay away! Please! I'm your cousin Harry!" I pleaded backing away from the small boy that stood in front of me. My whole body was shaking and I felt as if at any moment my knees would give out. I bit back a sob when my back bumped against a cold brick wall. No. He just kept walking at an agonizingly slow pace towards me. My cousin's appearance would scare anyone I'm sure. He was thin with sickly pale skin, long ink black hair covered his face and was slick with dark red blood, he was wearing a big black baggy shirt and long grey pants that I used to wear there was blood splattered all over them. Soon my breath was coming out in gasps. I couldn't help the whimper that escaped past my lips. He began to laugh a cruel sinister laugh that made my hair stand on end. This was it, wasn't it?

"What you're not going t keep crying for your mum Duddikins?" He asked with a sickly sweet voice, it made me want to throw up. Slowly he raised his eyes to meet mine. I froze unable to move as brilliant green eyes with cat like pupils stared through me. His lips twisted into a large smirk and two large canines gleamed dangerously in the light.

"What are you?" I asked. He stopped walking and I breathed a sigh of relief. He raised a clawed hand in the air and green light began to gather in it.

"A wizard," and that was the last thing I heard before the green light impacted with my chest and my heart stopped. beating.

Petunia's POV

I sat on the couch waiting for my precious Dudley to return home from the park when the freak walked in covered in blood. I let out a strangled gasp and shot up from the couch and hurried towards him.

"Vernon!" I shouted looking out the window in hopes of seeing my Dudley coming down the sidewalk. All I saw was a trail of blood leading to our house.

"What is it Pet!" Vernon bellowed walking into the room. He froze when he spotted the freak covered in blood. Vernon walked forward and grabbed the freak by the front of his bloody shirt. Vernon lifted the boy until he was level to his eyes and a foot off the ground.

"Where is Dudley?" he asked his face taking n a dark red shade. The by just smiled up at him with cat like eyes.

"I don't know. He is your son after all," he said barely containing laughter that seemed to want to escape from his lips. Vernon only got redder bordering purple.

"Listen up you freak, you better tell me what you did with my son or I'll-"

"You'll what?" the freak asked a giggle escaping his lips. I couldn't stop the shiver that went down my spine when he said those two words. What could we do without getting in trouble with the other freaks?

"Vernon," I said quietly just noticing the claws that were my nephew's.

"What is it Pet?" Vernon asked. Before I could answer him though Vernon let out a shout in pain dropping the freak on the ground with a soft thud. The claws that had just got my attention were now stained with crimson. I raised a hand t my mouth in horror and stepped back in fear. Vernon had four puncture wounds in his belly and was currently a heap on the floor. The boy stepped around Vernon's body to face me his long black hair covering his eyes.

"Harry, you wouldn't hurt me. Would you? I am your aunt after all. Your mother's sister, the last of your family. I raised you!" I said tears gathering in my eyes. Harry began to laugh coldly.

"Now I'm your nephew am I? The same as your son, the minute your in danger we're family again. Pathetic," he sneered stepping closer to me, "And don't worry your whale of a husband will be fine. The same cant be said for your son though." My Dudders. Suddenly Harry was standing right in front of me. A small pale hand grabbed my chin and forced my eyes to meet his. They were wide and unblinking. How I could have compared them to my sister's is a mystery.

"Do not cry Auntie," Harry said his voice as sweet as honey not an ounce of the hate in it from before. I looked at him confused.

"After all I am your only family. Your beloved nephew. Don't worry you wont remember Dudley at all," he whispered. A clawed finger pointed in between my eyes and slowly memories began flashing before my eyes and then I fell unconscious.

Still Petunia's POV

"Aunt Petunia wake up," Harry's voice filled my head and lowly I sat up from the carpeted ground. I rubbed my head trying to calm the headache that had taken residence in my right temple.

"Harry what happened?" I asked. Looking around the living room I noticed the large dark red stain in the near the doorway. For a second I thought Harry's eyes become like a cats but when I looked closer they seemed perfectly fine. Must be my imagination.

"Don't you remember? Someone tried to rob the house and stabbed uncle Vernon and knocked you unconscious," Harry told me worry evident in his voice.

"Oh is he alright? Are you alright?" I asked concerned for my husband and nephew. I had always thought of Harry as the son I never had.

"I am fine auntie. I called 911. Uncle is currently in the hospital, he'll be fine the stab knife didn't hit any vital organs. I told the paramedics that you would probably only have a slight headache so they let you stay here with me. Oh auntie do you know anyone named Dudley?" Harry asked. Dudley, who was that?

"No Harry. Is he a friend of yours?" I asked him struggling to my fee in the skirt I was wearing. Harry grabbed my hand and helped me up.

"No, I was just wondering. Guess what tomorrow is!" Harry said effectively changing the subject.

"Your eighth birthday!" I said excited. Harry nodded his head quickly.

"We should go visit uncle Vernon," Harry said. I nodded grabbing the car keys off the coffee table. For a second I thought I heard Harry mutter, "Mortals are such fools." I shook my head staring at Harry's smiling face. Just my imagination.

Petunia didn't notice the clawed hand that peeked out from under her nephew's sleeve.

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