Childhood Years
Chapter 1: Crying Night
"What in the blood hell is that child crying about now?" asked Vernon Dudly to his wife, Petunia, as he was awoken by a baby crying.
"How should I know, Vernon?" Petunia said, as she rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. "Can you go and check him?"
"I'm not going to check him. He's your sisters kid," he said, nudging Petunia to make sure she didn't go back to sleep.
At that came the sound of another crying child.
"Dudley?" said Petunia, as she sprang out of bed and almost ran to her sons room. "Dudley, what's wrong? Are you hungry? Do you need a diaper change?"
After Petunia changed Dudley's diaper and nearly giving him almost a bottle and a half, she went back to bed. Once she started dozing off, she was awoken by her husband, "Petunia," Vernon said, "Wake up, Petunia."
"What is it now, Vernon?" Petunia said, a bit irritated by her husband.
"Umm… Petunia?"
"What do you want, Vernon?"
"Tell me, what do you hear?"
"I hear you, you moron."
"No, your nephew is crying," he said, now getting annoyed by her sarcasm.
"So."
"So… go and get him to stop."
"And why should I do that?"
"Because I need my damn sleep."
"Fine, Vernon," and with that, she went to go check on her nephew.
"What are you crying about?" she asked, almost yelled, at him.
Harry just continues to cry.
Petunia sighed, and got a bottle and gave it to Harry. She didn't want to stay in the room with him, so she went back to her room, hoping that he would stop crying and just go to sleep. She lied down on her bed, nodding off. Thinking about the long night she had. After about 15 minutes of not hearing Harry or Dudley cry, she finally fell asleep.
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A/N: Ok, I know this really sucks. Cut me some slack, though. This is my first fic! Umm… I hope you didn't think it sucked too much. J