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Chapter One: The letter
He had only been home for about a day. It seemed weird suddenly sitting in his old bedroom again after a year. He had not realized how much he had missed it. He had lived there for as long as he could remember, though something did not feel right and he knew perfectly well why.
His cousin would have been there with them.
The last time he spoke with him were those few awkward moments a year ago and he wondered why he hadn't tried talking to him sooner. Perhaps the two of them could have been friends instead. He knew he had done some really terrible things to his cousin when they were younger. Why hadn't he just been nice to him, it was so unnecessary to put him down. He hadn't done anything wrong other than being different. He stood up and paced around the room for a bit. He wanted to contact him; he had to know if he was alright.
How do you contact someone who hates you and wants nothing to do with you? And he had no idea where to send it.
"DUDLEY! DINNER'S READY!" He sighed and trotted downstairs. His mother and father were in their usual seats by the dinner table and Dudley took the empty seat next to his mother. His father was already halfway through his pork chop when he sat down and Dudley shuddered.
Thank God I started working out when I did or I'd have been just as big as dad by now.
As if on cue Vernon Dursley looked up at his son and raised a bushy eyebrow.
"Eat!" Though Dudley surprised his parents when he lowered his fork and knife and addressed his mother instead.
"Mum, do you have any Idea how to contact Harry?" Petunia frowned at her son.
"What do you mean 'contact Harry'? He doesn't live here anymore and I am sure he does not want to hear from any of us as much as we don't want t-"
"Mum, that was not an answer. I know he doesn't live here anymore. That does not mean that he is not family." Dudley jumped a little in his seat as Vernons fork and knife hit the side of his plate.
"WHAT?" His father yelled. Dudley couldn't help rolling his eyes at his father. He was so narrow minded and held onto grudges as a drowning man to a lifeboat. Dudley frowned at his father.
"What? Is it so wrong? I just want to know if he is okay. Mum?" He asked inquiringly. Petunia looked at her husband and then her son. Dudley sighed and was just about to get up as Petunia spoke.
"Send it to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, someone of their lot will probably pass it on." Dudley left the kitchen as his father started arguing with his mother. He found a pen and paper, sat down on his bed and wrote a note.
To: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
To whoever finds this, I am Dudley Dursley and I would like to get in touch with my cousin Harry Potter. Don't tell him that I contacted you. Please reply.
-Dudley Dursley
He looked at it for a while, folded it nicely and put it in an envelope. Dudley was able to run outside unnoticed due to his parents fighting and dropped the letter in the nearest pillar box. Now all he had to do was wait for a reply.
A/N: Hey all. This was the first chapter. I know it was a little short but I'll try my best to make them longer in the future.