Ch. 3
Slapping Dudley over the head still didn't make him shut up. "Harry and Severus sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G first comes love then comes marriage then comes baby Harry in a baby carriage." My god, he has been going on and on since we both been up and no matter what I do he won't bloody well shut the hell up. "Harry has a crush on the Professor the class grew small till those two finally kissed," Dudley sung ducking again from my hand.
"I am now going to sock you," I said to Dudley moving closer with him backing up. Aunt Petrunia and Uncle Vernon left for a three day business trip, god knows where but this left Dudley to sing and annoy me without interruptions. Kicking my leg out to the back of Dudley's knees, connected with Dudley going down like a sack of potatoes.
"Holy shit," Dudley breathed watching has I took my seat back, "how did you do that?" He shook his head, "Never mind that, Harry you would be great at martial arts!" Dudley exclaimed such as a hyper puppy.
"I would?" I asked not really believing patting Pryde on his head. Dudley bounced his head grinning at me with hints of mischief. "What?" I asked scooting back a tiny bit.
"I could teach you," how could Dudley teach me, "Vernon paid to have a martial arts teacher," Dudley had been calling his dad Vernon since he considered me a brother and found out the fact Dumbledick paid them to…, "and well I want you to be protected. You told me that if your wand is stolen in the magical world that most would just give up and I don't want you to give up."
"What kind of martial arts?" I asked starting to like this idea more and more.
"Self-defense, some weapon training and if push comes to shove being able to attack," Dudley said beginning to eat again with me.
"Some weapon training?"
"Knives, swords, crossbow and a few others and I would like to take you to a shooting range so you can have a gun," I nodded along because of my experiences at Hogwarts; I would have been a little bit more protected with the training and a gun. With Dudley though he usually trades for something he wants.
Before our conversation could continue I heard tapping by an owl waiting to be let in. Opening the window I took the one-, two letters off the poor thing offering a piece of bacon to it and it took off back to the sky. Taking them back to the table, sat and looked at both letters, one to Harry J. Potter and-, what? I looked over to Dudley and back at the letter, I was correct. I slid the letter over to Dudley, he took it and spat out his half chewed eggs.
"This can't be right," Dudley screamed at me still coughing. Great now I have to explain my suspicions, truths and what I think happened. "You knew-."
"NO, but I had my suspicions since we found out about the vault in your name," I paused seeing Dudley calming down a little, "I didn't want to say anything because if I was wrong it would crash any hope… especially… mine," I looked down not able to look Dudley in the eye.
I heard Dudley sigh but didn't look up, "I know little brother, I know," Dudley whispered into my ear as he hugged me. I felt something like a drop of rain looking up I could see Dudley's own world shattering and before I knew it I was hugging Dudley back as he sobbed for a lost life that he didn't know about until now. We must have stayed like that for over thirty minutes before we both calmed down long enough to make a plan.
Ragnok will help, I looked at Amira, trust me. I told Dudley and we came up with a plan; I tried to use my wand but for some reason it wasn't working so we added that to our-to do list. We used the knight bus again and an hour later we were being led to Ragnok's office and was being sat down.
"What do need today Harry, Dudley?" Ragnok asked. We explained the situation to Ragnok, "Would you mind if I ran a diagnostic spell?" Ragnok looked to Dudley as he nodded his head in consent. Ragnok started chanting in his language with mixes of Latin I felt the magic swirl around Dudley with him sitting as still as a statue. A paper popped into existence writing down a couple lines in Latin before it stopped.
Ragnok fell back into his seat with the paper and took a look; he growled and snarled rather loud that it made Dudley jump. "What is it Ragnok?" Dudley asked with an expression that said he may not want to know.
"A magic block was placed on you at the age of six months," Ragnok took a paper out and looked at the date, "and a day after your vault was established. Would you mind if I sent someone into your vault to see if Lily left a note for you? Of course I would send Griphook if you agree."
"I don't mind," as Ragnok gave the signal Dudley was breathing very heavily. "Would you be able to remove the block?" Dudley asked out of grinding his teeth.
Ragnok looked back at the paper, "I believe so. At the cost of 3,000 gallons with guaranties that no one would be able to put another block on."
"Take the money out of one of the Potter vaults and get it set up," I said jumping in before Dudley could answer, "also, is there a way to have Dudley go into sixth year with me?"
Ragnok froze before looking me in the eye, "There is a way," he paused for a long few moments before continuing, "but it… would be painful for the… both of… you."
"What do you mean by the both of us?" Dudley asked the question on my mind and grabbed my hand.
"There is a ritual," Ragnok looked at the both of us, "that would make you twins… for the ritual, the knowledge of magic that Harry knows… would be transferred to you… Dudley." Dudley and I shared a look both nodding at each other with the knowledge that we would both go through with this ritual. "If you both agree to do this… you wouldn't be charged because this ritual is known to take things out and or… put something in."
"We agree to do the ritual," Dudley and I said confidently; Ragnok nodded. Before we could talk more a two page letter popped onto Ragnok's desk.
The letter said, "Dear Dudley Dursley, I wrote this letter in hopes the truth would come out one way or another. The story, my nephew, is an agonized one that it hurts me to even write this but it will in the end help you. After reading this find my son, Harry James Potter, he will help you understand.
I went over to my sister's house, before you ask this is the reason we no longer talk. We were sipping tea in the kitchen watching you and Harry play and goof around when Harry levitated a toy out of your hands. I laughed but my sister was starting to get angry when we heard Harry giggling and babbling. We turned back around to see you pointing your hand at the toy that was now floating above Harry's head. Pet, my sister's nickname I used for her, freaked and threw Harry and I out of her house saying that her Dudders wasn't a freak like Harry and me; I left her hoping that it would let her calm down and came back the next day. This next part is where it gets ugly.
When I came back the next day I saw Dumbledore being let in. I felt a sense of dread fall over me like a curtain and snuck to a window which I could see in but no one inside would be able to see me. Pet was holding you as you wiggled around to try and get farther away from Dumbledore with Dumbledore sitting on the couch. This is what I heard.
"I can put a magical block on Dudley," Dumbledore said, "but I need your consent."
"You have my consent just make sure Dudley can't do the freaky stuff," Pet practically screeched like a dying cat. Dumbledore just nodded, pulled out his wand and started chanting. The magic swirled like an angry tornado before settling on you; you screamed and cried before you passed out. I was sure that Pet didn't tell Vernon for he wasn't at the house when your accidental magic happened nor for this crime.
"It is done," Dumbledore said standing up and walked towards the door but before he opened it he turned around, "Oblivate," Dumbledore said blocking the memories of what just happened and the accident with your magic. Dumbledore walked out not looking back leaving Pet with only hatred for me and my family.
I am so sorry but there was nothing I could do because that same day we went into hiding, my family and I. You are a wizard Dudley don't ever let anyone tell you differently. Find a way to get the block removed and become the powerful wizard I know you are. I LOVE YOU. Love, Lily," the letter ended. Dudley had tears running down his cheeks so fast it was like watching a rushing river; I hugged him offering what little comfort I could.
When he calmed down we went back to business, "I have a goblin waiting outside to remove the block on your magic Dudley." Dudley pulled up a mask of being confident but I could still feel how affected he was to everything that he has learned today. The goblin came in and went right to Dudley started chanting in a language that I didn't know. For twenty minutes this went on with Ragnok and me staying silent when the goblin finished, bowed to Ragnok and left.
Dudley was pale and sweating like a pig but he had a smile of the cat that got the cream. I could feel his magic swirling around him bringing back his color and finally his breathing evened out to normal. Dudley's magic broke out assessing Ragnok and me to see if we were a threat to Dudley, we passed feeling welcome and hopeful.
"If you both will follow me, we can do the ritual now," Ragnok said opening the door for a ten minute walk until we were led to a ritual room. Ragnok told us for the ritual to work we had to be naked laying in a marked circle and that we had to hold one another's hand. Stripping, laying, holding hands, Dudley and I both felt the magic swirling around both of us like an over protective panther wrapping us in one huge cocoon. A couple goblins came in to create a huge circle around us and started chanting in their language.
We felt our magic starting to heat to a hot water that would turn us into a cherry but when the magic started to cool down I screamed. I could hear Ragnok yelling at a goblin to bring something but was caught off when a pained scream, part moan was yanked out of my throat along with Dudley crying out, also in pain. My eyes were still open and watched a black shadow being pulled out of my scar and dragged to a gallon. Dudley and I yelled, screamed, and moaned until our throat was too sore to do anything but whimper. Finally, the goblins got the shadow into the gallon and the pain left like a breeze lightly touching the leaves. I don't know how long this took, it could've took seconds but this felt like hours have passed.
Ragnok ran over with two potions in his hand he gave one to me and the other to Dudley. Downing the potion gave me my strength back and healed my once damaged throat. I sat up slowly, from the corner of my eye I saw Dudley doing the same, I took a deep breath and stood making sure I would not fall over. Whoa, taking a closer look at Dudley proved that this ritual changed his looks besides just giving him the knowledge.
Dudley now had black-brown shaggy hair that framed his face with high cheek bones and cherry blossom lips. He now stood at roughly six foot with a seeker's body that kept his muscle tones that he has been building. Eyes light hazel with sprinkles of emerald green, broad shoulders, runner's legs and an outline of a six pack that is now forming. This new look showed how beautiful he was on the inside and out.
"Holy hell Harry," Dudley said looking over at me.
"Back at ya Dud."
Ragnok brought us close to a mirror to see the changes, Dudley's mouth dropped open as he took stock of all the changes. The most shocking part was what changed about me. One of my eyes changed to hazel with hints of emeralds and dripping blood. My other eye changed to light brown, "It looks like you have a new power Harry," Ragnok stated taking a closer look. "It looks like the one eye with multiple colors stays the same while the other one changes colors depending on your moods," calmed down again the eye went back to avada kedava green. "When your calm it goes back to your original eye color. Dudley if you could try the spells Patroness Charm and Stupefy?"
Dudley followed the orders given. The Patroness Charm had a light mist come out and Stupefy spell worked without a hitch, no problems showed up but Ragnok said that any issues occur to come back as soon as possible. One thing though never left my mind so I spoke up, "What was that shadow like thing that came out of my scar?"
Ragnok looked at us with a complicated expression, "That was a piece of someone's soul," I flashed back to when Voldemort came to kill me, "you murder someone then split your soul and put it into something. It's called a Horcruxs. We will destroy it once we know who it belongs to."
"No need," I said with a dark look on my face with my eye turning sky blue, "I believe it belongs to Voldemort. He killed my mom right in front of me before trying to kill me and when it shot back at him he turned into a ghost like form."
"That is most likely and I know for a fact that this is not Voldemort's first time," Ragnok paused to say something to a goblin next to him. "We, the goblin nation, will help you in any way possible," Ragnok said handing us a bracelet, "this is the sign of our agreement. Always, wear it for it is also a port key that will bring you to my office, safely."
I waved my hand at Dudley to follow my lead and we both said together, "We are honored Master Goblin, Ragnok," while bowing before straightening out. Ragnok shook his head in fond amusement almost like how a parent would do it their child.
"You're welcome," Ragnok replied leading us back to the common area of Gringotts. We said our goodbyes and headed out to Olivandor's to get Dudley his wand and to see what is wrong with mine.
"Mr. Potter, 11 ½ inches holly wood with a phoenix feather core, what can I do for you today?" Olivandor asked coming out making Dudley jump like a scared pussy cat. Smirking I shook my head, Dudley mumbled something that sounded like shut up Harry and punched me in the shoulder.
"We're here to get my cousin, Dudley, a wand and for some reason my wand is not working," I said coming to stand right at the counter with a worried expression on my face when I got to the part about my wand.
"Well then let's start with you Mr. Evans," I smiled along with Dudley as Olivandor starts pulling out wands. Thirty minutes later and deduced that taking forever with wands was genetic because he went through roughly twenty wands with nothing to hint what type of wood or core would suit him. I was twirling my wand when I got a crazy idea.
"Dudley," he turned around to face me looking confused, "I want you to try something." Holding out my wand I motioned for Dudley to give it a try; Dudley gave it a flick and lights flickered out, colors of blue, red, green and silver. Olivandor was shocked to have that happen you had to have twin magic.
"Well Mr. Evans it looks like we found your wand and Mr. Potters wand issue," Olivandor said looking between the two of them in wonder. "Mr. Potter it looks like we are looking for a new wand for you now," half an hour later, "let's try something I haven't done in a long time." He motioned for me to follow him and I did after telling Dudley to stay with hope it would not take long. Olivandor brought me down into the basement where there was jars of everything you could think of and some you couldn't; he explained that he was going to make me a custom wand and to find what would work I just had to run my hand over them and if I felt a connection to pick it up.
I started with the different types of woods; gently laying my hand on one wood and didn't feel a thing moved on. This went on for five minutes before I came upon a piece of wood with soft edges that seemed to call to my very soul, I knew immediately that this was it. I picked it up and moved on to the types of cores.
Doing the same thing as before I came to Olivandor with one wood piece and two cores. "Mr. Potter do you know the type of wood and cores you picked up?" I shook my head in a negative with my emotion eye going to mud. "This wood piece," he picked it up, "is the only remaining piece from Merlin's wand," what, I shook my head that couldn't be right. "Yes Mr. Potter it is and these cores," he picked up a hair to show me, "this is a hair from the mane of a thersal and this one is phoenix tears. Put all of this together and you get one of the most powerful wands in this world," holy shit.
Harry please add my venom, "Olivandor would it be possible to add Amira's venom?" Olivandor got a twinkle in his eyes. After getting Amira's venom Olivandor said that the wand would be ready in about an hour and Dudley and I left to get lunch at the Leakey Cauldron.
One hour later and we were back to get my new wand. Handing the wand over was an instant reaction that had a full grown lion and a basilisk popped out. The lion represented Gryffindor even with the colors of slight neon red and a gold mane that looked amazing. The snake showed my Slythren side that in the past years haven't been able to show with matching colors of grass green and a lovely shade of silver. The two of them circled around each other like yin and yang before disappearing leaving a ghostly smoke.
The summer passed with fun, training in martial arts and weapon-ology. Dudley helped me out with his parents and such. Getting full meals, hanging with Annabelle and getting Pryde in the muggle and wizarding world licensed as an attack dog. The letters for Hogwarts came and we got what we needed and all I could think during this time was that I had a brother who proved this over and over and a normal summer. This was the best summer to date but as good things go I knew this would end. If only I could take my own advice.