Dudley's lament

Caution if you do not like curse words do not read.

A very intoxicated Dudley sat morosely looking out over the back garden at number 12 Grimald place.

Teddy had left eh Saturday before for Hogwarts and Dudley's wife had picked up on his down mood and pitched a fit, screaming about how he loved the freaks like his cousin more than he did her and their girls.

Dudley tried to be close to his girls and really had loved his wife at one time but the older she got the more she resembled his dad and that was not a comforting picture.

Today he had taken the family over to his folks so he could do some repair work for his mom. At lunch his wife and dad had started in on him and he had had enough. He stormed out and ended up at Harry's place.

Hermione and Ron had been there and he tried to leave, figuring he was intruding, but Hermione had insisted he stay and that she had some paperwork that just had to be done. They had watched the game Ginny was covering on the cableless.

Now he, Ron and Harry were enjoying the clear night and waiting for her return home. He was defiantly feeling better but every time he thought about going home to the scene that he was sure waited for him he cringed.

When Ginny joined them she assessed the situation and insisted he use her cell to tell his wife he would be staying the night with them.

His wife's berating was clear to everyone in the yard and he was sure the neighbors could have heard if the yard was not magically protected.

He snapped the cell shut, took a swig of his beer and blurted out: "Why didn't I marry a witch instead of a Bitch!"