(AN: Hello, everyone, this is Karra here, and I play Kerra in this fanfiction. Annie will be next, and we'll rotate like that. Enjoy!)
Chapter Twelve: The Many Resurrections of Dudley Dursley
So, like (AN: I'm getting sick of having to do this opening -_-), we got into Harry's living room and Kerra cast a spell to resurrect Dudley.
"What?" Dudley asked. "Am... am I alive again?"
"We revived you so we could test some spells on you," Meagan said. "We're gonna make sure you suffer for how you treated Harry. Plus, we also plan on going on a crusade to kill everyone who Ginny Weasley fucked."
"No! Please!" Dudley pleaded. "It- it was an accident! Ginny got me drunk! I d-didn't actually WANT to fuck her! I mean, what sane person would want to fuck THAT?"
"He brings up a good point," Meagan said, looking towards Annie and Kerra.
"True, true..." Anna said. "However, you DID fuck her, and you seemed to have been proud of it before."
"Ack!" Dudley shouted, angry that he had been found out.
"Yeah, you aren't that bright," Kerra said. "Now, then! Solaris Incarcerus!" Suddenly, Dudley launched out of the room, through the ceiling, screaming all the way until he reached the sun, where he burned up instantly.
Anna proceeded to resurrect Dudley once more for us to play with.
"Why are you doing this?!" Dudley screamed.
"Shut up!" Meagan shouted. "You've tortured Harry for far too long! You made his life a living hell! Now, we're gonna show you just how badly HE was tortured! Fiendfyre!"
Suddenly, a huge dragon of flame erupted from Meagan's wand, consuming not only the small house, but the entire neighborhood around it. Dudley was consumed in the flames.
"Accio Broomstick!" Harry shouted, summoning his broomstick for us to ride on, escaping the destruction."
"Now, then, we need to find all the people Ginny fucked," Kerra said.
"Let's go back to Hogwarts and plan our attack," Anna said, and we flew back to Hogwarts on Harry's broomstick.