Author K Finance

Title: The Next Generation

Fandom Harry Potter, but if you reading this you already know that

Pairing/warnings Dudley/Susan (a muggle), Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Neville/Luna (i know that some people like this couple and others do not but i am in the first group so this is how it is going to be)

Disclaimer I do not own Harry Potter or any related names or places! Only in my dreams.

Author note: I have gone down a totally different path with Dudley, and at this point I'm not sure if it will work. Either way let me know what you think!

The Next generation

Chapter One the letter

For Dudley it seemed like years since he had seen his cousin Harry Potter. The only news that he had heard was a wedding announcement that he read in the London newspaper. And that was years ago. Dudley had also married; his wife's name was Susan. His parents had approved because she was not a witch but as much as Dudley tried to be mad and bitter towards Harry he found that it was getting harder and harder as he got older. Yes there were things that Harry had done that had made him mad like make the glass at the zoo disappear and scare that bloody hell out of him with that Dementor thing, but they were minor compared to what he had made harry suffer. What made Dudley feel even worse is that his parents condoned that behaviour from him. Dudley wanted to make amends and tell Harry how he felt but he was sure that they would never see each other again after saying goodbye so many years before. But then a letter came. It was the colour of sand and the address and name was written in emerald ink, on the back there was a red wax seal. It arrived on a Sunday. It was addressed to

Miss H Dursley

Second bedroom on the left

37 Magnolia crescent

Little Winging

Surry

It was something that Dudley wound not have guessed in one thousand years. His daughter being accepted to Hogwarts was...unexpected. It wasn't like her mother was a witch or anything either. He had met Susan when they were both 21 and a year later they were married the next year they had Heather. She had flaxen hair like her mother and looked more like Susan than Dudley and he didn't think that was a bad thing. Even though he had reformed his eating habits and started exercising there was still a beefy quality to him while Susan was not beefy or willowy but more along the lines of curvy and well rounded. As well as Heather they had another daughter named Rebecca, she was eight. Dudley knew that if he hid the letter or tried to pretend that it didn't exist it would be bad, very, very bad. He would not make the same mistake that his parents made. He would tell his daughters the truth. He was really hoping that at eight years old that Rebecca would not go around flapping her gums about Hogwarts.

Walking back into the kitchen where the rest of his family was eating breakfast Dudley said "Heather dear you have got a very special letter today."

"Whose it from daddy?" Heather asked excitedly "wait today's Sunday, there isn't any post on Sunday."

"Well it's a special letter. It's from a place called Hogwarts, it's a school for girls and boys like you"

"Hogwarts is a funny name." Said heather giggling

"Here you open it and read it to us. It is your letter after all."

Taking the letter from her father's hand heather ever so carefully inspected the letter and then peeled the wax seal off delicately Heathers face was one of happy interest but as she read

"Dear Miss Heather Dursley,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry."

This was when heathers face changed to pure joy and she started to read faster and faster to the point that she was no longer reading out loud. Dudley looked over to Susan and he saw that she looked confused. He was about to ask her what was wrong when Rebecca burst out. "Can I go too?"

"Well Rebecca you have to be patient and see if you get one when your eleven." Dudley told his younger daughter calmly

After the plates were all cleaned up and the girls were at the Arnold's ( with warnings to tell no one about Hogwarts) to be car pooled to their swimming lessons (it was the Dursley's turn next week). Dudley asked his wife what was wrong.

"Well a school for magic? And you sounded like you knew what it was before Heather opened it. You're hiding something from me!" said Susan sounding a little upset.

"I have been, but it's not what it seems. You know that when I met you I was bitter and mad. Well it was after working with you for a while that I realized something. I was wasting my life being bitter and needed to let go."

"Of what? You're not a wizard are you?" Asked Susan looking touched and a little confused.

Dudley let out a short laugh "No I'm not a wizard, but my cousin is, Harry the one that lived with us when I was growing up. When I went to Smeltings, he went to Hogwarts. He could do magic. I guess that I had the same thing as my mother knowing someone that went to Hogwarts and not going myself was hard on me after I moved out of my parents house and getting my own thoughts about the world. I had been brainwashed. There wasn't anything wrong with Harry, just the way that I treated him." Dudley gave his wife a week smile

"Oh, well, of all the things...that was not what I expected." Then Susan gave a satisfied smile.

"What, what's the smile for?"

"I really didn't know that I had changed your life that much, and my daughter is going to be a witch!"

The couple was back at the kitchen table and Susan was looking over the supply list and her jaw was hanging open.

"Where on earth are we going to get all of this stuff? 'one wand, one standard pewter cauldron size two and every day robes', and the books I'm pretty sure that you can't get them at Book and Briar. "Standard book of spells grade one!" where do these people think that we are going to get all of this?"

Dudley has holding the other paper that had come with the letter and started to read some of it out loud. "The supplied on the list can be purchased at Diagon Ally in London. The entrance to Diagon ally can be found by going to the Leaky Cauldron on Winchester Avenue. Ask for Tom the patron and show your son or daughters letter of acceptance and he will open the gateway for you and your family. "

"Well then, shall we go when the girls get back?"