Still don't own them
Petunia couldn't believe it. They were here. They were HERE! In Privet Drive! Her new neighbours were… she couldn't bring herself to finish the thought. What if they cursed her and her family? What if they held covens in the local park? What if they had pets that would ruin her garden?
She couldn't comprehend it, why move in so close? What did they want? Naturally Vernon had been furious when she called and was heading straight home to help deal with the situation, oh why did he work over 90 minutes away!
Petunia took back her earlier thought: this was DEFINITELY worse than the last family (slander aside).
She tried to calm herself down, maybe some good would come from it, maybe they would trigger those… you know what detectors and get the brat expelled. But wait, then they'd be doing magic! She took it back, please don't let them do that. Anyway, if he was expelled he may never get a job, if he never got a job he may never leave that bedroom and she really wanted a sewing room. Plus if he didn't keep going he may never be killed; having received multiple letter throughout the year from that school she felt if he was going to be out of her hair early, that school would probably be accountable. It seemed not a year went by she didn't get seemingly dozens of letters: 'Harry saved a girl from a troll', 'Harry got attacked by dementors in a sports match', 'Harry had an encounter with a serial killer', 'Harry fought a basilisk', she didn't even know what the last one was! Times like this she wondered if the kid was immortal, in which case she felt the 'blood wards' as that old man had put it were rather unnecessary.
With all this going through her head it was a shame Petunia didn't have a remembrall as she had forgotten something. Dudley's train had arrived well over an hour ago.
Dudley Dursley was hot. Too hot. He had been sat at the station with a huge suitcase for ages and his mum still hadn't shown up to collect him. Since his friends had left he was bored, hungry and just wanted to go home and watch TV.
After waiting another half hour he realised if he wasn't home soon he would miss his favourite show! In the end he decided to walk the 20 minute hike home (even though he hated walking- he felt human's probably evolved feet to work car pedals, not move about long distances). 'Honestly' he thought moodily as he grabbed his bag 'what could be so important that his mum couldn't drop it and get him!'
Fred and George were gobsmacked. Criminal schools, car crashes, eating disorders! What kind of chocolate were these muggles eating! And where could they get some for Percy- he could certainly use a little less reality.
As soon as that Mrs Jones had left the two had sat in the living room. For once in their life they couldn't think of anything to say, how could you when you were a natural joker and there was no funny side!
The twins said nothing but the looks in each other's eyes said enough- they made the right choice in coming here; Harry needed help. Speaking of whom, what was this about no-one seeing him? Last year the order had said he'd been wandering around the streets most of the time.
After sitting for a while and calming down a bit they decided to go find Harry. Thinking now was not the best time for them to show up at number 4 they instead decided to scout around they area and hope Harry was on one of his walks.
Dudley was still bored. He'd been walking for about 10 minutes and was just approaching the park near his house. He would definitely be giving his mum a good talking too when he got home (maybe he'd be able to get a good gift out of it, like a new game.
As he kept walking he realised there were two men approaching the park. He couldn't make out much except they were the same height and build… and had bright red hair! He suddenly remembered his cousin friends- there was a whole bunch with that exact hair colour, including two twins! Was it them? Could he duck into an ally and hope they passed without seeing him? He felt his tongue grow dry reminding him of that damn toffee and his buttocks started to tingle- he still had a scar from that damn tail.
Suddenly the twins looked up. They had been heading to the park where harry would often hang out when the saw a large figure approaching freeze. Looking behind them they wondered what was up his but. Until they got a bit closer and recognised him. Harry's whale of a cousin, oh this would be fun! They finally had an outlet for their current bad mood, a grin spread across there identical faces, an evil glint in their eyes. 'Toffee time' Fred thought.
They picked up the pace until they were a few feet away from Dudley who looked white as a sheet and ready to blot.
"Hello Dudley, fancy meeting you here" Fred said in a tone that was somehow both polite and menacing.
Dudley just let out a frightened squeak and clutched his bottom (thinking back, nether twin can recall a time seeing him when he wasn't doing that, they added it to the list of things to ask Harry about.
"What's wrong buddy? Don't you remember us- we gave you that toffee last year, well, you stole it but no hard feelings, we have more" George stated mirroring his brothers tone.
Dudley still wasn't saying anything more than some odd sounds that sounded like somebody stepping on a very small mouse.
"What's wrong Dudders? Owl got your tongue?" Fred pressed
"Or maybe you're a little tongue tied?" George continued
"I know a sweet that could help with that" Fred grinned at his twin's bad pun
Dudley was shaking at this point, glancing between the two of them as if they could breathe fire and would roast him any second. Suddenly, he turns around and bolts in the other direction, leaving both the twins and his bag behind.
The two shared a glance, debating whether they should give chase or not before eyeing the bag. Finally, Fred said what they were both thinking:
"What the hell? I know he has a thing with magic but that was just strange?"
"Do you reckon he can talk?" George replied
It was at this point both twins started wondering if there was something wrong with his tongue still, feeling the decision not to sell those sweets yet was a better one than they realised (they still hadn't managed to get the tongue to stop growing which posed a safety risk if a child ate it with no adult around to stop the growth- they would never risk a life for a joke… well, not an innocent life).
"I'm pretty sure he can- he was there at the station when they picked up Harry and I saw him talking to a girl" Fred said "I guess he was just surprised"
Deciding not to pursue him the twins turned their attention to Dudley's bag. It was a largish suitcase with no tag or lock.
"You know George" Fred said with the glint returning to his eye "I reckon it's about time we do our neighbours a good deed, after all, they'll want this case back"
George smirked. They picked up the bag and headed towards number 4 hoping to give more than just the suitcase to Harry's relatives.
As they approached the house they were surprised to see something else: the drive had two cars, Harry's uncle was home. Usually they wouldn't have worried, however through all the humour of Harry's cousin's odd behaviour they had forgotten one thing- his uncles temper. Suddenly worried as to what would happen when his uncle heard about their arrival and his son's encounter they rushed to the door- better to confront Dursley now and keep their friend from harm's way than sit and strategise. If someone got called- they were just returning a lost bag to their new neighbours.
Vernon Dursley had just gotten home early- his wife had called hysterical to the point he could barely make out anything other than there here and something about neighbours. He had decided to simply come home and figure it out than.
When he came through the door his wife practically jumped into his arms.
"Petunia, get a hold of yourself" he snapped, he really had no time for hysterical women "what's the matter"
Calming down Petunia explained what happened; how she had gone to see the new neighbours only to be confronted by those Freaks the boy hung around with and learn two of them had moved into the house across the street!
Before he could respond there was a knock at the door, opening it he saw two of the redheads who just last year destroyed his living room and attacked there son, he saw red.
"JUST WHAT DO YOU FREAKS THINK YOU'RE DOING HERE?" he bellowed, turning purple "HOW DARE YOU SHOW YOUR FACES, YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED!"
Before either wizard could retaliate Petunia gave yet another shriek, pointing at the bag next to them.
"W-w-what have you done to my ickle Dudleykins? Where's my son!" she demanded, turning white having realised she hadn't collected him and now the brutes have done something to him! They probably turning him into some creature like a toad or a fly, her poor baby!
Fred was the first to answer- looking murderous "we haven't done anything to him!" He yelled back
"He was walking down the street, saw us, and bolted forgetting his bag"
"We just brought it back- really, you should teach your son not to leave things laying around" George added in a snappy tone, seeing these foul people put the two into a rare bad mood and they were not going to put up with their ridiculous intolerance!
Vernon looked livid "if you don't leave my house this second and undo whatever mambo jumbo you did to my son I'll skin you and that brat your kind dumped in my house!"
At that moment Fred and George both pulled out their wands simultaneously pointing them at Vernon Dursley.
"Funny you should mention Harry"
"We've been hearing some rather nasty rumours lately and were wondering if we could step inside"
"Just to check on him"
"Like we discussed"
"At the station" they finished in unison.
"The little freak's not here" Vernon spat "and if you know what's good for here you soon won't be either"
Fred and George looked at each other, but just as they opened there mouths to say something they herd something that made their blood freeze.
A scream. Harry's scream.
Gonna leave it at that for now- hope you like this chapter. The next one may be another shorter one with Harry finally finding out about the twins new living arrangements, with the one after being longer. Sticking to the plan; the order should make an appearance in that one- then things should get more fun ;)