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A/N: I won't be updating everyday. I'd rather write one really good 1,000 word chapter in a few days, than one really crap 2,500 word chapter a day. Quality than Quantity! Lol

Chapter 3

At a deserted street, at nine-thirty in the morning, a young man was hovering by a bookstore, and a record store. He had been hovering there since eight-thirty, and if he didn't have a work-shift at ten-thirty, he would have surely stayed there. He grudgingly set off for work, and arrived at ten-thirty-seven, and received a telling off from his boss. He sat down on a chair by the manga, and started to drift off to sleep, when heard a familiar voice, which snapped him out of his sleep.

"What the hell is "Happy Hustle High"?!" said Art, being her usual loud self. Many of the staff and customers in the shop stared at her. This time she was wearing a bright pink starry one-piece short & top outfit, with pink pumps. Her clothes were actually normal (-ish), including the fact that her hair was bright pink, and in the "Agy." Also, Dudley swore she had a shade of violet, as her eye colour, and today, it seemed to be honey-brown. However, next to her, was not the girl Vola. It was someone else entirely. She had the same shape of eyes as Art, and the same cheerful smile. Her silky, dark black/purple hair was clipped up with a giant butterfly clip, and was wearing a relatively normal purple dress, with a white cardigan. She must be another sister, thought Dudley

"Art?" said Dudley, rising from the chair, and turning around. She greeted him with a cheerful smile and hug.

"Hi Dud-Ant – I mean Dudley! I'm here!" she exclaimed loudly, while Dudley and the woman, or was it girl? shushed her.

"Art – you'll be kicked out! Hi, I'm Rhea, Art's mother," said Rhea in a whisper, "and you must be – Dudley was it?"

"Yes, Dudley, Dudley Dursley" said Dudley, as he held his hand out to Rhea. Rhea took it, and as she shook it, she thought, why is that name so familiar? And why is there something about him that doesn't seem right?

"So Dudley," said Rhea casually, trying to be "cool", "do you have any family in London. I mean, you seem very young, and I expect that you live with your parents?"

"Well, actually, I'm not on speaking terms with my mother and father anymore. I – realized a few things. I live by myself. Don't hear much from any of my family." Then, remembering that yesterday Vola used the word "Muggle", and he decided to take a chance by saying; "the only contact I have with any of my family is my cousin Harry."

"What's his last name?" said Art, becoming giddy again.

"Potter, Harry Potter," replied Dudley, as Art and Rhea's mouths fell into an identical "O-Mi-Gosh!" For a minute, there was an awkward silence until Dudley said:

"Are you two really not sisters?" to which Rhea and Art laughed. I just knew there was something familiar about the name "Dursley", thought Rhea. But according to "Harry Potter: Idol or Idiot" by Rita Skeeter, Harry and his relatives didn't get on too well.

Dudley, perhaps sensing her thoughts, said "We were never close, but after he – he saved me, I sort of came to know him. I sent him a birthday card a few weeks ago." Throughout this entire exchange, Art hadn't said much until she suddenly blurted out in a loud whisper;

"RHEA – I told you he was special! Just wait 'til Vola finds out about this – "you could have saved yourself if you wanted to!"" Rhea and Dudley stared while Art did a perfect impersonation of Vola.

"So… you guys are actually… you know what's?" said Dudley, still unsure if he could trust them.

"You mean Wizards?" said Art loudly, until she got an elbow from Rhea. "Yeah, we are! But you're a muggle – right?"

"If by muggle, you mean non-wizard, yep I am" replied Dudley. Rhea was standing there silently, thinking, I'm sure he's got some magic in him, something! But if he didn't go to Hogwarts – Rhea! You and your weird ideas!

"Let's go eat something!"said Art, suddenly. "What muggle "chow" shall we dine on this day? Chinese? Pizza? Burgers?" pondered Art, just as her stomach growled.

"How about – fish n' chips?" said Dudley, equally hungry. "Are you okay with that, Rhea?"

"Yep, sure. So Dudley…why aren't you speaking to your parents?"

"Well, it's a long story…"

"Well, I've got all day…"

OOOH! I wonder what happened? Lol. The next chapters going to have alot of flashbacks.

P.S - I'm going over to a friends house for a few nights, so the next chapter's probably going to be up on Tuesday, or Wednesday night. Maybe later.