Petunia and Vernon´s Punishment

A/N: This my first story, be gentle. Did you notice that everyone has suffer some kind of punishment except the Durselys. Well I find the perfect punishment.

Chapter I: Boy Meet Girl

These scenes take place between the first (The Other Minister) and the second chapters (Spinner's End) of the Half-Blood Prince.

Early July 1996

Dudley Dursley was bored. It was the summer vacations, but the usually summer heat was gone and in his place there was a strange mist. His best friend, Piers, was in Portugal with his parents and Dudley was left alone wandering in Little Whinging.

It was nightfall when Dudley heard someone cry, not someone, a girl, a very pretty blonde girl, about his age. Very carefully, he approached and spoke to the crying girl.

"Hey… is everything alright?"

The girl wiped her tears, looked up and smiled. "Yes… I don't feel well… I'm just sad… don´t worry."

"You're sad. That´s a pretty good reason why I should worry. Listen, I live in the end of the street..."

"I don't even know you!" Interrupted the girl.

"I'm Dudley, I'm only trying to help you. You're really upset... Let me help you... please... I'm not gonna hurt you."

The girl nodded and Dudley smiled.

"What's your name?"

"Susan."

Dudley took her hand an said "Nice to meet you, Susan. Come on."

They walk in silence until reach number 4 Privet Drive. Where Dudley made a strong cup of tea and placed in front of Susan. "I promise that I didn't poison the tea" She smiled at the poor attempted joke.

"So..." Dudley began "... why I never saw you before?"

"Oh! I'm not from here. I live in a small town, a few miles from Cardiff."

"You're from Wales? What're you doing In England?"

Susan paled. "I'm visiting my great-aunt Arabella..."

"You're Mrs Figg's niece? But this is the first time that I'm seeing you!" Cried Dudley in confusion.

"Uh... she and my grandad never get along. So this the first time I visit..." She stopped and her eyes had unshed tears. "My parents sent me while they take care of the funeral... my aunt Amelia died yesterday." Now the tears slowly rolled down her cheeks. "She was my favourite aunt. Actually, she was my only aunt. I had a uncle but he died when I was one, I don't remember him. My dad is in pretty bad shape. First he lost his brother and now his only sister." She wiped her tears. "Sorry. I had to get this out of my system."

"It's OK. I understand." He grabbed her hand and squeeze.

"What about you, Dudley? What´s your life story?"

"It's pretty boring. I was born and lived all my life in Little Whinging. Until this moment, I was bored as usually. My best friend is on vacation with his parents. And my parents went out with some friends. So, for the rest of the day it's just me and my cousin." Dudley clapped a hand over his mouth.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with your cousin?"

At this very moment, Dudley's cousin chose to enter in the kitchen, half-asleep. "Nothing happened with me. I'm just thirsty. I leave in a second." He went to the sink and put some water in an glass.

"Harry?"

Harry turned around very fast and then saw the girl sitting at the table. "Susan Bones? How...?"

"How do you two know each other?" asked a very confuse Dudley.

"Susan and I are in the same school."

"You're a witch?"

"Yes, I am. I didn't know that you're Harry Potter's cousin!"

"He probably never mentioned."

Harry snorted and then become very serious. "What're you doing in here, Susan?"

"Dudley found me in the park. I was very distraught. He help me."

Harry raised his eyebrows and then his eyes widened in understanding. "I read in The Daily Prophet about your aunt. I'm sorry." Susan nodded. "But that doesn't explain what you're doing in Little Whinging."

"Actually does. My parents sent me away for a couple of days while they arranged my aunt's funeral. I'm staying with my great-aunt Arabella Figg."

"Is she a witch too?" Interrupted Dudley.

Susan replied "No. She's a squib. Someone with magical parents but without magical abilities."

"Mrs Figg's your aunt? Wow! I didn't know that."

"She's my granddad's sister. They don't have much contact because..."

"... she's a squib." Interrupted Harry.

"Yeah."

"Listen, Susan, it's dangerous for you be in my aunt's house. I have to call your aunt."

"I know. It's OK. I understand."

"I´m gonna call her."

"Through floo?"

Harry smiled. "Using a telephone." Susan laughed. "Oh! I remember that from Muggle Studies."

Harry left. During the conversation, Dudley stay dumbfounded, but now he came out of his trance. "You and Harry are friends?"

"Not really. More like classmates. Though we only have Herbology together. But last year, Harry... he... tutored me in Defence Against the Dark Arts."

"And nothing happened between you and him?"

Susan looked confuse. "What you mean?... Oh... you mean like dating? Oh, no and no. Harry doesn't like blondes."

"And you?"

Susan laughed. "Harry's nice but, no thanks. He´s not my type."

"Which is...?"

Harry and Mrs Figg entered. "Susan, you can't go out without tell me. I was worried."

"Sorry, aunt Arabella."

"What´s done is done. And your parents want you at home by nightfall. Say goodbye to Harry and Dudley."

Susan turned to Harry and smiled. "Bye Harry. I see you in September."

"Bye Susan".

Then, she hugged Dudley and kissed his cheek. "Bye Dudley. It was nice to meet you".

A very blushed Dudley asked "Am I gonna see you again?"

Susan shrugged. "Who knows. Thanks for everything."

"You're welcome. Bye Susan."

Mrs Figg and Susan left Harry and Dudley alone in the kitchen. And Dudley spoke in a very low voice. "Harry, please don't tell my parents what happened today." Harry stared. This was this first time that use the word "please" and was polite with him. After the shock passed, he said "They'll never know."