Are you sure you're Dudley Dursley?

Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter Universe or live in it. No matter how much I ask, my mum refuses to move, saying stuff like 'its not real'. I mean come on, she's got to come up with a better reason. Anyway I definitely don't own it, never mind how much I want it.

A.N: My first Fanfic ever, oh Merlin I'm excited. I can't wait for my first review, That is if I get any L Aww I'm depressed now. Oh well, on with the story. And by the way if you did read all of this wow 'cause I didn't. You get a virtual liquorice wand YAY!!!!!

Plot/storyline or what I'm gonna be rambling about: It's the summer after 6th year. Harry is grieving for Dumbledore. His cousin is worried, he goes to ask Harry what wrong but doesn't expect what happens next. Harry breaks down and tells him about Dumbledore and after some prompting from one curious cousin, Harry tells him his story. Changing POVs will occur, Okay?


Ch. 1: What the Hell is wrong with Harry?

D.D POV

I'm worried about Harry. There I said it, I'm actually worried about my cousin. Yes the same cousin I bullied and beat up throughout our childhood. I gave him hell and yet he still saved me from those 'Dementoids'. If it had been the other way round, I would have run away screaming. I know I would have left him, that's a fact. I don't get why he saved me after all crap I did, but he did and I want to know why.