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London, Greater London 15:00 – 1st August 2011
"I cannot believe how much we've spent" Harry said in a sort of shocked awe. His cousin had made good on his promise to take Harry shopping, over much complaining from Harry.
Dudley had also paid for everything, he'd chosen most of it, and this included such things as a laptop and an MP3 player. This was all paid for, amusingly enough by Vernon's money. Obviously Dudley hadn't mentioned on whom he would be spending the money he'd gotten.
Harry on hearing that was more than happy to go along with the whole thing, but he still couldn't grasp the sheer scale of the amount. "I can't believe he gave you that much either!"
"Oh don't worry, this was actually a small shopping trip" Dudley said, "Dad is major high up in Grunnings, we're only at that house till you move out." He said then paled, "Oh crap, sorry cuz I didn't mean that the way it came out."
Harry shrugged, "Not a problem, it's not really me keeping you there though, you know that right. It's the Order of the stuffed turkey and their leader Dumb as a door."
Dudley burst into delighted laughter and nearly folded up under Harry's amused on looking. "Oh I love that, I'm so telling dad that one, I know you don't like him, and for good reason, but he hates them as much as apparently you do."
"I don't blame him, not for that," Harry said carefully. As disenchanted as Dudley was with his parents and their handling of Harry, he still loved them.
Dudley clapped him on the back, nearly knocking him off his feet; "Right" he said noticing that, "Now for workout gear. This I have extra for, since it's for me too." He said, "Dad got us a basement while you were away, cost a fortune to get it done, and the house was a mess, but it's for my gym."
"I noticed the new door," Harry said rolling his eyes, "I figured it went down, since you lot don't like my…wonky." He said using Vernon's word for his magical talents. The single word was derision on an entire culture and way of life.
Dudley laughed again, then sobered, "You can fit a room in a door." He suddenly asked.
"Sure, can't you?" Harry said with a smirk.
"Cheeky bastard" Dudley said rolling his eyes fondly, "I wish we could do that!"
Harry shrugged, "The grass is always greener, and I wish I knew how to use a computer."
Dudley smirked, "Something tells me you'll be picking that up right quick cuz, once Temperance finds out you don't know how to use one. She's BIG into computing, says it's her bread and butter."
"Urh…I still don't know this…thing she talked about." Harry said carefully.
"If you don't by tonight…I'll tell you myself." Dudley assured him, "But I feel you will, in a very personal way." He said smirking again.
"ANY-way, let's head to a sports shop, we'll not be able to carry this lot and you WILL be joining me tomorrow to learn how to use it all, and get in shape. The ladies like you Harry, from what I saw at least, but they would like you a lot more if you had something on your bones."
Harry flushed.
#4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey 17:00 – 1st August 2011
"Okay, that's new" Dudley said bursting into Harry's room, to find him levitating three foot over his bed cross legged. "Urh…Temperance is here, shall I send her up while you're floating, or do you think you'd come down to Earth to meet her, actually scrap that, she wants to take you out, so stop fucking around."
Harry's eyes snapped open, glowing vividly, "Urh sure." He said then looked down, "Huh – look at that," he said, "I did it, that'll show the fucker!"
"Yeah, yeah, and not that I'm not terribly jealous, but there's an insanely hot girl waiting on you downstairs. Oddly I find that more shocking than you flying"
"Ha-de-ha" Harry said stepping down into a standing position totally naturally.
"DAMNnnnnnnnnn" Dudley said, "That was unspeakably cool" he said with a huge boyish grin, "Now, stop it!"
Harry nodded, "Right, is she…safe?"
"Temperance, safe, HA, but will she hurt you…yes eventually, and you don't want to go getting attached if you want my advice, but for now – she's good people and won't set out to hurt you. That's all I can say Cuz."
"Good enough then," Harry said, "That makes her better than 90% of the people I've met."
"You've met some shit people" Dudley said with a wince, "But Temperance is good people, she just…gets bored quick."
Harry nodded taking that on board, "For the moment, I can learn something?"
Dudley snorted, "I'd say" he said with a wide smile, "Go on. I'll see to your chores myself. Well I'll start them and then mum will take over." He said perfectly honestly. He was spoilt and had no problem with it.
Harry laughed, tugged his collar of the new shirt he was wearing. Dudley had put him in mostly rather formal gear, said he'd been told it would look good on him. Who had told him Harry didn't know, but the sales girl had agreed with the assertion and she had to know what she was talking about surely?
He walked out of his room, not worrying about Dudley still being there. Everything he owned that mattered was in his trunk and it would take an act of god to get into that now, after the sleepless night of experimentation the night before.
He found Temperance standing at the doorway looking inside with a slight look of distaste on her face.
He couldn't blame her, the Dursley's was so neat and tidy it was unreal, and inhuman. It looked like a show home and really – who lives like that? Her face lit up as she spotted him, and then cast her eyes down him leaving him feeling hot under the collar for no real reason.
"Nice" she said, "Your cousin has quite the eye" she complimented. "Wow," she added, wafting herself with a hand, airily. "Anyway, come on, your chariot waits."
Harry looked at her askance, "Well are ya coming or what?" she said beaming at him in a way that no man would fight. She waved behind her, "Bertha is awaiting you" she said pointing to a rather nice looking brand new mini cooper. Harry looked at it warily; he'd not had a lot of experience with cars, other than his uncles and that only too and from the station.
"Urh…"
She grabbed him by the arm and virtually dragged him out of the house. She was replete that day in a denim skirt to mid thigh and what looked almost like healed trainers. They did things to her legs that quite caught Harry's attention and the next thing he knew he was sat in the passenger seat of a car that still smelled new. He looked around, slightly alarmed.
"That will teach you," she said, "You weren't watching what I was doing, just that I was walking" she said laughing and making him bright red. "Not that I mind the attention Luv, but there is such a thing as class." She said with a grin.
"Sorry" Harry mumbled.
"Oh doesn't be a puss," she said, "I said I didn't mind, didn't I?" she said shifting gear, and they were off. Just like the starters gun had gun off at the races.
She drove fast, with scant regard for the law of the land, and little of other drivers, her little cooper nipping between cars and slaloming around corners.
Harry loved it, he was a self confessed speed junky and she filled that need rather nicely with her driving. Ignoring a few near misses that it seemed she knew about and just didn't care they were soon clear across town, and pulling up to a block of flats. They weren't council, and looked rather nicely appointed.
"Well that's new" she said putting on the parking brake, "Normally with my driving people want out, not grinning ear from ear." She said looking at him gaugingly, "I'll have to warn you now, I do NOT live up to my name," she said, "And that includes driving like that."
"Like what? I thought that was wicked!" Harry said all smiles.
She looked at him for a long moment, and then slowly smiled, "You're alright Harry" she said, opening the door and slipping out with a major flash of leg. Harry gulped, suddenly feeling nervous, and then got out himself. The car chirruped, and he danced back from it drawing a strange look from Temperance.
"What the hell," he said.
"You are a weird one" she said smiling slightly, "Just the car alarm, it's a good neighborhood here, but you never can be too careful. Especially not with my baby. Took me a few jobs to save for Bertha, and I ain't losing her to no thief"
"Urh…no I would think not" Harry said.
"And you still have no idea, huh" she said, "Good, come with me – let's open your eyes." She said, holding out her hand and wriggling her fingers in invite.
Harry's belly was dancing, and he had no idea why, but he was quick to take a small warm hand in his larger and was almost physically dragged into the block, up an elevator and then to a well appointed modern flat. "What do ya think?" she asked.
"Very nice, modern, cool," He said trying out the word.
"Thanks, two jobs pay for it, but why live in less than you want am I right? I'm of the opinion that you should have what you want, work for it fine, but grab it with both hands, am I right?"
"Sure" Harry said, thinking she probably was.
She smiled, then walked in, "Want a drink?"
"Sure" Harry said, leaving it to her.
She walked into an open kitchen, busying herself with a kettle, "Sugar?"
"Please" he said, still not knowing what he was being served, but figured it was tea.
Minutes later she walked back to find him just standing there, "You could 'a sat down" she admonished with a laugh.
"I didn't like…" he said.
"Oh boy, I've got my work cut out with you huh?" she said, "Good. I like a challenge" she added with a large smirk. "Come on – sit, I don't hold with airs" she said flopping down, flashing an expansive amount of thigh again and making Harry red once more.
She rolled her eyes, "Real leg man you" she noted wryly, "Sit down before your eyes fall out of your head."
"Sorry" he mumbled.
"Stop apologising, never feel you have to apologize to anyone." She said, "They take you as you are or fuck 'em," she said emphatically. "Now, we need to have a talk. I know a bit about your home life from Dudley. I've been his ear and shoulder you see, once we got to know each other and he feels right bad about you and what happened to you. I think that's why he's not fighting me harder. Though he did warn me to not hurt you. Sweet I thought," she said with a soft smile. "He's good people, and feels a lot of guilt about you and for you. I don't know it all, but I know enough that to say Oliver Twist had it easy compared to you."
Harry sort of half smiled, he got the reference, and she wasn't wrong. He was a little worried at how much his cousin had shared with this woman, and why, or at all really.
"Don't look so worried, it means that I want to help you. I know that basically you're like no teenager ever, as evidenced so well by the total blank on porn." She said smiling slightly, and bewitchingly.
He'd learned his lesson with Cho though. What you saw, wasn't what you got with women, Cho was hot, a hot mess, was this one the same. He could go for her on looks alone, and he loved her smile and laugh, but he wasn't quite that naive now.
"So I'm gonna show you that, and a lot more. Now how would you like to be me boyfriend for a while?"
Harry didn't say anything, and she smiled, "Wow – that's different. Any other man would have their hand up my skirt with that question. What makes you different I do wonder? That said, this isn't really the whole nine yards, you want romance go look elsewhere, you won't get it here. Fun, laughter and above all else, sex with me, that's what I'm offering here, but on an ongoing basis, with some fun thrown in as I teach you all you SHOULD know by now."
"Okay, but I don't really know you."
"Best way I've found when it comes to sex. Sex with a stranger is part and parcel for me, but I understand how that is weird for you, thus my offer. I wouldn't make that for just anyone, but I know you, better than you'd think I do."
"I very much doubt you know anything of note that said, I'm not an idiot, you are fun, I'll give you that," he said with a half smile.
She laughed, "Got SOME fight in ya then," she noted wryly, "Come on – what's to lose?"
"Nothing I suppose, but my sanity, that is suspect already though." He said dryly, "Alright, but I was warned you get bored easily, what happens when you do?"
"We break up, and you'll be ten times worldlier than you are now. You have my undivided attention right now, not many can say that, ever." She told him flatly, then smiled, "Dudley I take it, sweet, but I'll swing for him"
"No need, I'm thinking I might. He didn't warn me what was going to happen here, just kept smirking."
Temperance laughed, and it was a good sound, and more than a little dirty sounding, it was a delightful laugh in truth. "Oh for that I won't then," she said, "How is it, he gets it, get's me, when you are well…you?"
"We had very different upbringings" Harry said.
"But you live with 'im" she said weirdly.
Harry shrugged again, "The last girlfriend I had wasn't much fun…I have a feeling you're going to be a lot more fun to be around at least."
"Just don't get attached lover boy" she said, "I don't go in for all that mushy crap."
Harry smiled, "So will you finally tell me then?"
"Tell ya what?"
"What the hell is porn?"
She laughed much harder than before, and then got up, disappearing for a moment then coming back with a laptop; she sat down on the couch next to Harry and quickly ran it through its booting. Harry felt something, he wasn't sure what, a calling almost but weak – very weak, and it was coming from the laptop. It felt VERY familiar as well, like his greatest ally only nowhere near as strong as the feeling he had even now in the back of his mind. He looked steadily at it, taking no notice of the screen, instead the device itself, his head tilted.
Suddenly it was deposited in his lap, and he started. The feeling was So much stronger touching it, and then he saw the screen. Ten minutes later he was bright red, flushed two ways, embarrassed beyond belief, horny as hell and VERY aware of the fact that Temperance was right next to him, running a finger nail up and down her leg. It was driving him insane for some reason, and she was very much in his sense sphere.
"That's porn" she said a smoky quality to her voice that thrilled him to hear, his heart literally hammering in his chest like a jack hammer. "How do you like it, how do you feel?"
"Urh…" he cleared his throat, "Urm…wow" he said finally. "You urh…do that, then?"
"A lot better than her if I do say so myself." She said proudly, "But I'm small time right now, not enough jobs to live on, and thus working with Dud." She told him, "Horny?" she asked.
"Urh, wow you don't beat around the bush, huh" he said laughing of some of the pressure he felt. He would swear she was closer than before, a LOT closer, and very warm.
"By time I'm done with you, you could make it big in the industry," she said, "Starting right now" she said reaching into his lap, "Holy fuck" she suddenly said, "Oh my fuck yes" she added a naughty smile on her face, "Harry – you're huge!"
Harry was dead still, frozen in fact, his mind was blank, a woman was touching his…and it was blowing his mind, she'd not messed around, she'd reached down the front of his trousers and grabbed a handful.
It was the very first time he'd been touched like that, other than himself personally, and it felt a LOT better. It was taking every single bit of his self control not to just let loose.
She started to slowly stroke him in his trousers, and then with her other hand she quickly undid his fly, "If you want me to stop – just say" she said huskily, "But I'm not going to unless you do." She added a wicked smile on her face.
Harry wanted to stop her, before he embarrassed himself, but it felt So good, he couldn't, wouldn't deny himself this, not this first bit of pleasure he'd felt outside of doing it himself.
Dudley had known – the glorious bastard, and he didn't know if to thank or hit the man for this. "Oh fuck" he panted as she pulled him out into the cool air of the room.
"Now that is a cock" she said almost reverently, "I thought my last co-star had talent, but fuck me Harry." She breathed, "That's going to be FELT" she said with a huge smile on her face. "To start with, I wasn't going to go all the way you know" she said almost conversationally, "And then I felt this, and now I see it and frankly unless you stop me, I'm going to fuck you."
Harry swallowed his eyes wide.
"You can't speak right now huh" she said laughing slightly, "I'll bet you have no real idea what's happening, but to make it clear, I'm going to fuck you – you do know what fucking is right?"
Harry nodded stiffly.
"Relax baby" she purred to him, "It won't hurt, and in fact it will be REAL good. I know what I'm doing baby, I do this because I fucking adore it." She said, "Doing this for you, well us now I see what you're packing. It's all good, okay, no one is getting married here, just enjoy it. I'm not tying you down, or you me. This is two people…fuck me you're growing still…enjoying each other. Oh and I'm GOING to enjoy it, just do me one thing."
He looked into wicked azure eyes, dancing with sexual intent and pleasure in every nuance, and nodded. He'd do anything at this point.
"Please GOD; hold off as long as you can. I'm not expecting miracles here, but the longer you hold off, the better I'll make it for you, and next time, if you can hold off long enough- I will fucking throat you until my eyes run…incentive enough?"
He looked at her, nodding, though he had no idea what she meant.
She laughed, "What that girl in the movie did, I'll do to you – only I'm better at it."
Harry's eyes went wide, "ALL of it"
"ALL of it" she assured him, then let go of him, "But you need a little something, am I right" she said starting to strip. Showing a truly spectacular body, she was built for her profession and naturally so, not overly large in the breasts but more than a handful, her body as replete with curve, and yet slender with no extra body fat shown. In a word, to Harry she was a damn goddess.
"Now, let's get started – shall we?" she purred, swinging a leg over his lap.
Harry stopped breathing.
Temperance's Flat – Little Whinging – Surrey 07:30 – 2nd August 2011
"Can't get enough huh", her voice nearly made him start, so engrossed had he been in what he was reading on her laptop. He didn't know that it was rather rude to help yourself to someone's personal computer, and figured it was on, there and fair game.
Luckily Temperance was in a startlingly good mood that morning. Harry was a willing and gifted student and blessed in ways that some of her co-stars would kill for. To say she was happily sore was to put it mildly, and wore a smile that would need to be surgically removed. Stamina was the watch word, and she owned Harry his prize. She was looking to gift it to him there and then, and stopped as she walked up behind him.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but you never touched a PC before yesterday, am I right?" she asked, leaning down behind him, resting her arms on his shoulders in a lose hug. She peered over his shoulder at the highly technical document on computing on the screen. It went miles over her head and she had a pretty good basis in computing seeing it and them as her ticket to the high life, and the top of her profession. She was already putting into motion her plans for a personal webcam sight, like one of her heroes in the game had started out like. Now here he was, not a day into computing reading things that made her nose bleeds at how low level they were.
"Oh, I hope you don't mind, I was … very awake this morning and looking for something to do. It's not as hard as it looks really is it?" he asked, smiling, paging down the document at a rate of knots that also made her dizzy. If he was actually reading that, and not just browsing, then she was wondering just HOW bright he really was. Dudley had mentioned he was smart, but this was beyond that throw away phrase.
"Is there a reason you wanted to know what makes a computer really tick?" she asked, having got that much at least from the page he was whizzing through.
"Oh yes, just a feeling really – they are amazing really aren't they." He said smiling, and then looking at her, "You look amazing"
She smiled, "Thanks" she said looking into his eyes for a moment, one could easily get lost in them, and she had to physically stop herself there and then from falling for him. It wouldn't be hard to do so, and a lot harder not to, but that wasn't in her play book.
They had yet to discuss her choice in career and how that would affect anything they did from this point on. It wasn't worth getting disappointed. Not many men could handle the fact she slept with others for a living, and one that she loved to do. She didn't think he would be different, but then he had managed to keep surprising her so far, so maybe?
"It's called the just fucked glow Luv" she said laughing, "And boy, baby, you fucked me" she said with feeling, "Take it from a pro, even one as new as me, that – that was good, especially for your first time. With practice you will be a god!"
Harry flushed.
"And you might even have stopped blushing when I use the F word by then as well," she said playfully mocking him. Then grinning at him, "I promised I would have you home soon," she said, "Let me get dressed, and I'll take ya back."
"Oh, urh thanks" he said, "Not to be clinging onto you or anything, but…"
"Give it a couple of days," she said, "And don't worry, I think you know the score, but to be clear. We're open, okay, that means we both get to see who we like. Take it or leave it, that's the offer."
"Take" he said quickly, "I don't really have preconceptions for this sort of thing. I take a look at the relationships around me, and learn from them, and in the case of my aunt and uncle, what not to do, and go from there."
She shook her head, her long hair dancing around a nearly angelic face hiding the wicked heart of a truly depraved sexual partner. As Harry had found out the night before, and even then – he really had no idea just how so she really was – yet.
She intended on showing him, and if he was being truthful and he usually was she'd already surmised, and then she would be having a ball moulding him to her design.
He would be a deadly man if she had her way, in the bedroom and out of it. Life was out to get this man; she'd known that from the first few times Dudley had talked to her about his cuz.
She was going to see to it, that he survived life and anything it threw at him. She wasn't sure why, she just felt deep down that it was important that SHE do so, not anyone else, but her. "Right get ready, and Dud is right, work out. You're fit, and have stamina and thank god for it, but frankly you're a weed."
Harry flushed again, this time in shame. "Hey – I wasn't complaining now, I was just saying. Trust me, it will stand you in good stead." She softened her words and resolve, smiling at him. "Come on, time waits for no man."
"Tempus Fugit"
"Exactly"
Solarium - Little Whinging, Surrey 18:00 - 9th August 2011
It had been a busy week for Harry. He'd seen Temperance every day in point of fact, and no longer blushed about just about anything. She'd not taken any prisoners, showing him things that normally only happened on a set, her type of set.
He'd been shocked, awed, and in tremendous amounts of pleasure throughout the entire week to the point he was fairly sure nothing sexual would ever shock him again.
She'd done things that he would swear were unholy before he'd experienced them, and her doing it. She'd not let him falter either, demanding he return her pleasure, going as far as showing him what she wanted.
There had been a dodgy moment, or one that she thought would be so, but Harry had shone as usual. She'd gotten a job, a low rate amateur site that used no such thing, and she'd told him flat out what she'd be doing, and when.
He had basically said what amounted as have a good day at work dear, and kissed her in a way that showed he did care despite his words, but that he was cool with her, and her chosen vocation.
It was something she excelled at, and he had no doubts she would be the top of any site she was on in no time flat. She had a look that was somewhat unique, tattooed, contrasting eyes and hair, great body and amazing face. Unlike some 'stars' he had seen she also loved her work, and that shone through he told her. He had now watched all her videos, then after saying that, having got a very personal rendition that far outstripped them.
To say he was riding a high was putting it mildly, but she had made one thing totally clear that was a downer. They had a sell by date, and that date was fast approaching, as in the day he went back to school, the 1st of September. Never before in a summer had he wished for the time to go slow, only for it to speed up on him.
He and Dudley and she were out for the night, Tempe, as he managed to get away with calling her, had out and out told him to go and get laid even if she was there.
Frankly he was very aware that Tempe was special, and a special circumstance at that. He felt incredibly lucky to know her, and to have this timed relationship with her, something he had told her to a very great prize.
In fact, oddly, Harry wasn't putting a foot wrong with her. Tempe was a tricky customer, her views were not of the norm, she had massive fears that he would turn around and call her a whore for what she did, and enjoyed, and in general sometimes she was a real bitch. Yet Harry took it in his stride, and one particularly memorable occasion, took her to task for her behaviour in a way that had her walking very strangely the next day. The fact was, to her, he was a find and a half, he was shaping up to be the best lover she'd ever had, and she also wasn't looking forward to their end date.
But end it would, she wouldn't at this stage of her career let herself get bogged down into a relationship, even with a man who could and did take her living in stride.
She was getting a lot of call-backs now, and more work, enough that she was starting to think about dumping her second job. Her first choice paid very well and better all the time as she made a name for herself. To really get going, she couldn't tie herself down to a boyfriend, though the thought had already occurred to her to offer Harry up as a possible partner in some of the specials, as he was just that good.
Dudley thought the entire thing was hilarious, and thought Harry was a jammy bastard, especially since Temperance, as he knew her, wasn't showing ANY sign of getting bored, in fact quite the opposite, Harry was all she could talk about at work. He knew far more about his cousin than he really wished to, but he was glad for him all the same.
Fact was, Harry deserved something like her in his life, and it was just a shame the two seemed set on their end date to him.
Harry was also showing a scary aptitude for computing. He had taken to his laptop like a starving man and steak and continued to do things on the damn thing that made Dudley stop and scratch his head.
Even he knew that Wizards and electronics didn't match, given how many TV's they had burned through before Harry had started school. But if anything Harry's laptop seemed to work better for him than it would Dudley who had been around computers for a long time now, as any his age now were.
Harry toyed with the ends of her hair, his arm slung around her. The things they had done with and to each other lent total confidence in each other, and easy way a relaxed way of being around each other. They had seen each other at the ends of their tether, totally away with the mixer and everything in between in two very intensive weeks.
"What I don't get," Tempe suddenly said, making Harry look at her. "Is what you're holding back?"
Dudley looked at her in concern.
"Oh no," she said, "I'm aware that he has a secret, I don't know what it is, and I don't care to. I know you know, and I don't wanna. I know stuff you don't and likewise, that's the way of our relationship. But you my darling man are not all you can be.
"I think, and I'm right so listen up bub. That you have to be, no NEED to be all you can be. All the time I'm around you I feel like you're holding back something, I don't know what, but I do know you're special. You're awesome in fact, and I don't know why you're hiding it away.
"Be all you can be, fuck them if they don't like it and by them I mean anyone that has a problem with it, or you. You my special man are awesome, I only have the edges of it right now, but around you I am in the presence of…don't laugh now, but greatness and I don't want to see you squandering that just to fit in. You ain't gonna, not ever, because you, like me, ain't normal, you aren't EVER gonna be normal. So stop trying to be, and just BE"
Harry looked at her, stunned, at her impassioned plea. He just looked into her pretty eyes for a long moment, and then slowly, just once, he nodded. Then suddenly he let go. All the power he held back for fear of standing out. The massive drive to live, the huge will that had bent a universal force to caring for him, the massive amounts of pure potential he had in him.
It all suddenly came out in a rush. Tempe's eyes went wide, snuggling into the pure rampant powerhouse she, even as a pure Muggle could feel. She didn't know what it was, but she knew she liked it. She'd felt it before, when she'd driven him bat shit insane with pleasure and need, she'd felt it then.
Now it was unleashed, potent as all hell and leaking into the room in a near visible wave. In fact it WAS visible, like the wind, not by itself, but by the effect it had. People were reacting to his presence, reacting to the feeling they had, a sexy vibe was becoming known, people who were more sensitive were rubbing the backs of their neck where all the hair had suddenly and inexplicably risen all of a sudden.
"Better" she said firmly, pressing as hard against him as she could.
Dudley looked at him wide eyed, knowing what he was feeling, but shocked he even could. "Fuck me" he breathed, "That's what you've been hiding?"
Harry nodded.
"Don't" Dudley and Tempe said at the exact same time, "Not any more. Not even at home." Dudley added, "One whiff of that and they WILL leave you alone. Anyone would, fucking hell." he said, "With the way you've responded to the working out, and the decent diet at Tempe's…let's just say you've become intimidating all of a sudden, even to me."
"Aww shucks" Harry said with a large smile. In truth he STILL wasn't letting out his full power, which would be visible now; he knew that for a fact. He'd tried it when in front of a mirror at Tempe's place, as he often was of a night, even when she and Dudley were on shift. He HAD grown, like a weed, and even quicker than that he'd started to fill out with muscle, not a lot, but enough to put some bulk into his frame. He was starting to look like a professional gymnast in build, strong but with purpose. Something Tempe was very much enjoying in him.
"Fuck" Dudley said again, wide eyed and grinning with it, "Yes – from now on."
Tempe poked him, "I agree; I wish I knew what it was, but I agree."
"Well for that you'd have to marry me" Harry said flippantly.
Tempe laughed, "Not on your life" she shot back, "Your cock maybe, but not you."
"Am I just a cock to you?" he said acting hurt.
She laughed, "You betcha"
"Oh god, please, that is my cousin" Dudley said with a moan, "Right, that's quite enough of that; I'm off to get laid."
"TMI" Harry said.
"Now you know how I feel, every night at work!" Dudley shot back with a grin to show he didn't mean it.
"Talking of" Tempe said, her eyes heavily hooded, "I think it's time we left"
"Check!"