Dudley stared down the hall in the dark, his teddy bear tucked into his arms with another stuffed dog in his hand. He was barefoot in his pajama pants and a t-shirt. He tiptoed down the stairs, ignoring that he was a little scared of the dark. He bit his lip and paused by the cupboard then walked past it after setting his dog down for a moment.

He very slowly tiptoed into the kitchen and grabbed a glass then filled it with cold water then got some cough medicine and 10 crackers. He walked slowly back down the hallway and slowly open the cupboard after grabbing the stuffed dog. He shut the door to the cupboard and switched the light on making Harry jumped a little and he put a hand over his mouth to make sure he didn't yell.

"Dudley?" Harry squinted fumbling for his glasses, Dudley handed them to him and he put them on.

"Sh, quiet, I brought something" Dudley said placing the napkin on the bed and crackers. "Eat those first then you'll have enough in you to take some medicine" he said popping one of the pills out. Harry didn't say anything as he munched on the crackers. Dudley studied his cousin, Harry's cheeks were red and his face was pale. He looked awful, Dudley handed his stuffed dog to him.

"Here, that'll help you sleep better" he said then had Harry take the pill and drink the rest of the water.

"Bye" he said turning to leave.

"Thank you" Harry whispered, green eyes tired but he smiled. Dudley nodded tiptoeing to wash the cup and put it back before his parents were any the wiser.

Dudley opened his heavy eyelids and shut them and rolled over, he pulled the covers over his head and groaned. He had no desire to get up, it had been an entire week since he started at Hogwarts so for a Saturday he was permitted to sleep in. The problem with sleeping in was one never wanted to actually get up. However his stomach had other ideas and he was currently debating on which won the said custody battle.

"There's cinnamon rolls downstairs, Dudley" Damian told him cheerfully and Dudley peeked out from under the covers. "All gooey and warm" Damian teased knowing Dudley's weakness for sweets, having noticed that while he lightened up on meat, he couldn't resist a slice of cake.

Dudley sighed and sat up, his night t-shirt was wrinkled and with it his hair developed a messier than usual style along with a cowlick on the left. Damian kept that he thought it was cute to himself.

"Would it be entirely strange if I went to get breakfast in my pajamas?" Dudley asked.

Damian raised an eyebrow "no, plenty of us do that" he said.

"Right" Dudley nodded and threw off the covers and slipped on shoes at least and started down the stairs. Damian followed with a laugh at his straight forwardness. Dudley was quite odd once you got to know him and a bit of his quirks. One thing was he had a muggle contraption with a string that went into his ears and suddenly the rhythm of his step changed. Boxes and string were something muggles seemed to like a lot. A lot.

"Good morning" Dudley greeted James wholeheartedly to which James immediately ruffled his hair.

"I'm your age y'know?" he told him. "I know but you're too cute" James snickered, Dudley rolled his eyes and put one of the cinnamon rolls on his plate and cut into it with his fork. Taking a bite, he smiled then scarfed down the rest with record time.

"Hey D" Albus said sliding in next to him, Dudley glanced at him and swallowed his orange juice.

"Hi" Dudley said, Albus seemed excited about something, his eyes were bright and his cheeks flushed.

"I wanted to show you something at the library that I think you'll like" Albus said, Dudley raised his eyebrows, he drank the rest of his juice and stood.

"Can I put on clothes?" he asked glancing at his pajamas and Albus nodded, eyes sweeping over his clothes and chuckling. He started walking to Ravenclaw tower with Albus, who looked like he'd explode with anticipation.

"Just spit it out already" Dudley told him.

"I looked up the records of this school just to see if I could find any other Evans besides my grandmother but I couldn't find any but turns out the school keeps records on family relatives of magic. It's how they keep track of potential students. They can't exactly be everywhere at once so they keep track of wizards and witches who marry muggles and keep track of them that way. So the trace can be placed by who has magical blood in their veins" Albus said.

"Meaning?" Dudley asked.

"Meaning that I can find out the possibility of figuring out where this comes from" Albus pointed at his own eyes.

"So, what did you find?" Dudley asked and Albus grinned widely looking so much like James for a second that it took Dudley by surprised.

"We're related" Albus stated proudly.

"Yeah, um, hasn't been established?" Dudley asked walking through the portrait hole and was followed by Albus. He took his shirt and replaced it with a nicely fitting blue v-neck then took his pants off and put on jeans. He sat on the bed to put on socks.

"Well only by marriage at least that's what dad thought but we're related by blood. I kept looking at your ancestors in the book, go back 9 generations and I found out that my grandfather Vincent Potter the 1st had a sister, Sophia Potter. She married Jefferson Frank and had a daughter, Amelia Frank. Amelia Frank married Jeremiah Evans, your great, great grandfather. Obviously for a long span of time, the Potters have always had boys to carry on the name" Albus explained.

"So we circled around? Same name in the beginning and then Lily Evans ended up marrying a Potter?" Dudley asked, a little stunned by this revelation.

Albus nodded giddily. "What's more is that Lance Potter who was the father Sophia Potter and Vincent the 1st Potter had the same ability as you" Albus said.

"So it came from him then?" Dudley asked, standing up in his converse now.

Albus started down the stairs "yes but I want to find where that started but I couldn't find anything past it since it wasn't relevant to records" he said.

"What about asking Harry? He might have something, I highly doubt someone with old family purity would keep their records in a house where something could happen to them. Maybe James Potter left something in his vault" Dudley considered.

Albus looked shocked "I didn't consider that, should I write him now?" he asked.

"No I think I'll just go ask McGonagall if I'm permitted to see him" Dudley said.

"Okay, while you see to that, I'll see if I can find anything else of Novomagus" Albus said then left Dudley to go to the headmaster. Dudley had been shown the Marauders map by James once so he knew where it was but the question was the password to get in. Dudley rounded the corner to find he'd run into a guy, same age obviously and looking closer he noticed it was Iris' crush.

The guy with blonde hair and skinny, looking closer he noticed freckles that dotted his cheeks and nearly golden eyes. This kid was all limbs and it showed as he fumbled for his things.

"Um, I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was looking, damn" he groaned at his papers that were everywhere.

"It's not a problem" Dudley said picking up papers with and the kid looked up to see who he was talking and the kid looked petrified for a second.

"Oh god, you're that kid, Harry Potter's nephew or something" he said.

"I prefer Dudley over kid, thanks but um sorry don't know yours"

"Oh! It's Jeremy Willis, sorry" he rambled off, as he collected his things Dudley stared a little trying to find what was so appealing about him. He clearly had Hyper-activity, nothing stayed still about him. His fingers tapped on his jeans, eyes flicking back and forth around the place. Yes he was good looking but he was goofy.

"Hm… I guess I kinda see it, you are kinda cute" Dudley said then looking a little mortified, he clamped a hand over his mouth.

"Don't swing that way" Jeremy said, tilting his head a little as his cheeks flushed.

"I know, I mean, it's not me that has the crush" Dudley blurted, then berated himself for even speaking. Just shut up!

"Someone has a crush on me?" Jeremy asked looking shocked like this was amazing. And fuck if Dudley didn't understand now why Iris liked him.

"Well I better get going" Dudley said quickly walking away.

"Wait!" Jeremy ran to his side "who?" he asked.

"I can't tell you that" Dudley told him.

"Hint?" Jeremy asked and Dudley shook his head "seriously, just once I'd actually like a girlfriend and if they like me I'd want to know" Jeremy said.

"Nope" Dudley said spotting the gargoyle in front of the headmaster.

Jeremy looked curiously "um… the password is Mouse to Box" he told him not asking and moving back a little. Dudley turned to look at him, wondering why Jeremy knew the password to the Headmasters office.

"Good luck, I guess, with whatever" Jeremy said then started back to where he was originally going. Dudley turned to gargoyle which came to life then "password" it croaked out, it's voice sounded like it's throat was made from cement which was probably accurate.

"Mouse to Box" Dudley said and the gargoyle moved aside and Dudley walked past it as the staircase revealed a passage up. He walked into the study to find lots of things in it. All sorts of moving trinkets, books, objects, and glass orbs. Dudley couldn't name all of them if he stood there for an hour.

The Headmaster looked up from her desk "Mr. Evans, may I ask you how you got in?" she asked.

"Password Professor" Dudley shrugged, not willing to get Jeremy in trouble.

"Take a seat" she said, simply accepting this, realizing immediately he wouldn't reveal who.

"And pray tell why you needed to see me" she asked.

"I need to see Harry, I wanted to ask him something regarding myself" he said. His eyes shifting to the portraits when he noticed a bearded man.

"My, my, I haven't seen a Novomagus since Nicholas Flamel" the man in the portrait chuckled.

"Hmph, why should he be seeing a Potter about this?" a man with dark hair and crooked nose sneered. Dudley glanced at a mirror on the wall and found his eyes were orange. "I wanted to see the vault, Professor Dumbledore, I'm looking for my heritage" he replied.

"Indeed, my boy, little is known how Novomagi get their ability but it is confirmed how they have more magic than the average wizard. My boy, you may open a Pandora's Box" he said. Dudley was quiet for a moment then thought about all that had happened to him, the connection of his and Harry's family, Voldemort striving for power, the fall of the Ministry during the war, and being placed in a vat for years.

"Professor, I think the locks already been broken" he said.

"Ah, wise despite your years I see" Dumbledore said. "Professor, I'm 36" Dudley informed, not even registering that McGonagall looked shocked.

"I was 172 when I died" he informed him.

"Point taken" Dudley agreed then looked at the dark haired man's plate, Severus Snape. Dudley knew that name, Albus middle name and he was a good man under the bitterness he'd shown.

"Professor Snape, I've heard about you, you were a good man" he said. Snape put on a sour look but Dudley knew faking when he saw it and smiled then started to go back to the Headmasters desk.

"Remember what's left in that box" Snape grumbled out and Dudley smiled even bigger. "Thanks" he said then sat in front Professor McGonagall "I've already contacted Harry" she told him "so I take it you are Dudley Dursley?" she asked.