If Harry had ever been confused, it was now. Before he could ask another
question, Sonny had gone into the house. Harry ran inside just as Sonny was
trying to explain himself to Vernon and Petunia.
"Now sir. Honestly. No need for hostility. Your son has given us reason to believe he might be a wizard, and we need him to come with us for some testing." Sonny said. "ABSOLUTELY NOT! My son will not be subjected to a group of cloaked freaks!" Vernon spat. "Okay. Let's try this again. Just allow him to come with me. If he tests positive, he can choose whether he wants to pursue this or not. If he chooses, he can "stamp it out" as Muggles say." "Honestly?" "I dare not tell you wrong, sir. Why not see what the boy thinks?" "Dudley?" Vernon asked. "Well Dad. There's no harm in making sure." Harry was surprised at how coolly he was handling the situation. "Ah fine. But I want a phone call every evening from my son to let me know you people are keeping him safe."
Petunia hadn't said a word. Inside of her she wanted to blame Lily for this, but at the same time another part of her knew Lily couldn't have had an affect on her son. She supposed that it would be safer to be sure.
Finally, Vernon and Petunia tearfully bade their son goodbye.and he was off. The brilliantly shiny car flew off into the night. Harry was dumbstruck. How could Dudley, of all people, possibly have magical ability? It had to be a fluke. Didn't it? He's already 15. Surely.? At long last, he decided to consult his friends on the matter. He wrote Hermione a letter asking her of the circumstances, and wrote Ron a letter expressing disbelief of the day's events. Within a few days, Hermione wrote back to say that it was possible, although she found it hard to believe as well.
"Some Wizards have been known to come into power a little later in life, I think. I'll do some cross-referencing and get back with you soon." Love, Hermione Just like Hermione, Harry thought. Always an intelligent answer. Ron's answer, however, was slightly longer and more inspiring.
"Harry,
Hey! How's your summer? Good I hope. I have some brilliant news. My dad was promoted to fill Barty Crouch's position as the head of Magical Cooperation. George, Fred, Ginny, and I get new robes and books this year! I think ive almost got mum and dad talked into buying me a Firebolt. I'll need one if I want to be the new keeper this year!
As for Dudley.You're joking, right? We don't have many wizards in our world quite as round Dudley, do we? What if he is a wizard? What if he comes to Hogwarts? Wouldn't he feel like a fool being sorted with a bunch of 11 year olds? Would he be in Slytherin? Write back as soon as you hear anything!" Don't forget to remind Hedwig that I've moved house. He took a little longer that usual to get here. I imagine he went in route of the Burrow. Talk to you soon.
Ron
"Good for you Ron. I'm so glad your family finally got lucky." Harry thought. "And.He's brought up a few interesting points though. Points I hadn't considered. What if Dudley really IS a wizard.?"
Two months had passed; it was only a week before September first and the beginning of fifth year. Harry had finally gone to Ron's for a few weeks but Dumbledore had thought it best for Harry to depart for Hogwarts from the Dursleys. Hermione and Harry were chosen for Gryffindor prefects, which pleased Harry very greatly. When Harry arrived back at home, he had been met with a number of surprises. Dudley had arrived home while Harry was away, and Harry didn't know the results or anything pertaining to it. When Harry arrived on the doorstep of the Dursley house (The Weasleys were finally able to afford a new car) he didn't know what to expect. But it wasn't what he found, in any case.
When he opened the door, Dudley was waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs. But it wasn't the Dudley that had departed two months ago. This Dudley was tall, slim, and was wearing a smile on his face Harry couldn't ever remember seeing before.
"Dudley!" Harry exclaimed. "What have you done to yourself?" "What.what.do you think?" Dudley asked nervously. "Well done. How did you manage to undergo such a vast amount of change?" Harry asked, amazed. "Well. After I tested positive as a wizard, I decided to accept it and begin a crash course, day and night training to try and bring me up to speed on all that you've learned so far. With all the hard work, as well as a few potions that I drank, and here I am." "Wow" said Harry. "So will you be going to Hogwarts?" "Yes. I'll be going with you on September first. I've already acquired my school supplies." "Great. It's nothing like you've ever seen, but I'm sure you will adjust well." "Yes, I hope so." Dudley replied as Harry started up the steps to his room. "Oh. And Harry." "Yeah?" "I can't speak for my parents, but I truly am sorry for the way I've treated you for all the time you've lived with us. I know you have had a hard time. Do you think we could ever be friends?" "If you promise to treat me like an equal. And if you truly are sincere.then It's a possibility." Harry said. "Good enough. Thanks Harry."
Harry continued to his room, and as he collapsed onto his bed, he somehow knew, despite the evil around him, that in some respects things were certainly in for a good change.
"Now sir. Honestly. No need for hostility. Your son has given us reason to believe he might be a wizard, and we need him to come with us for some testing." Sonny said. "ABSOLUTELY NOT! My son will not be subjected to a group of cloaked freaks!" Vernon spat. "Okay. Let's try this again. Just allow him to come with me. If he tests positive, he can choose whether he wants to pursue this or not. If he chooses, he can "stamp it out" as Muggles say." "Honestly?" "I dare not tell you wrong, sir. Why not see what the boy thinks?" "Dudley?" Vernon asked. "Well Dad. There's no harm in making sure." Harry was surprised at how coolly he was handling the situation. "Ah fine. But I want a phone call every evening from my son to let me know you people are keeping him safe."
Petunia hadn't said a word. Inside of her she wanted to blame Lily for this, but at the same time another part of her knew Lily couldn't have had an affect on her son. She supposed that it would be safer to be sure.
Finally, Vernon and Petunia tearfully bade their son goodbye.and he was off. The brilliantly shiny car flew off into the night. Harry was dumbstruck. How could Dudley, of all people, possibly have magical ability? It had to be a fluke. Didn't it? He's already 15. Surely.? At long last, he decided to consult his friends on the matter. He wrote Hermione a letter asking her of the circumstances, and wrote Ron a letter expressing disbelief of the day's events. Within a few days, Hermione wrote back to say that it was possible, although she found it hard to believe as well.
"Some Wizards have been known to come into power a little later in life, I think. I'll do some cross-referencing and get back with you soon." Love, Hermione Just like Hermione, Harry thought. Always an intelligent answer. Ron's answer, however, was slightly longer and more inspiring.
"Harry,
Hey! How's your summer? Good I hope. I have some brilliant news. My dad was promoted to fill Barty Crouch's position as the head of Magical Cooperation. George, Fred, Ginny, and I get new robes and books this year! I think ive almost got mum and dad talked into buying me a Firebolt. I'll need one if I want to be the new keeper this year!
As for Dudley.You're joking, right? We don't have many wizards in our world quite as round Dudley, do we? What if he is a wizard? What if he comes to Hogwarts? Wouldn't he feel like a fool being sorted with a bunch of 11 year olds? Would he be in Slytherin? Write back as soon as you hear anything!" Don't forget to remind Hedwig that I've moved house. He took a little longer that usual to get here. I imagine he went in route of the Burrow. Talk to you soon.
Ron
"Good for you Ron. I'm so glad your family finally got lucky." Harry thought. "And.He's brought up a few interesting points though. Points I hadn't considered. What if Dudley really IS a wizard.?"
Two months had passed; it was only a week before September first and the beginning of fifth year. Harry had finally gone to Ron's for a few weeks but Dumbledore had thought it best for Harry to depart for Hogwarts from the Dursleys. Hermione and Harry were chosen for Gryffindor prefects, which pleased Harry very greatly. When Harry arrived back at home, he had been met with a number of surprises. Dudley had arrived home while Harry was away, and Harry didn't know the results or anything pertaining to it. When Harry arrived on the doorstep of the Dursley house (The Weasleys were finally able to afford a new car) he didn't know what to expect. But it wasn't what he found, in any case.
When he opened the door, Dudley was waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs. But it wasn't the Dudley that had departed two months ago. This Dudley was tall, slim, and was wearing a smile on his face Harry couldn't ever remember seeing before.
"Dudley!" Harry exclaimed. "What have you done to yourself?" "What.what.do you think?" Dudley asked nervously. "Well done. How did you manage to undergo such a vast amount of change?" Harry asked, amazed. "Well. After I tested positive as a wizard, I decided to accept it and begin a crash course, day and night training to try and bring me up to speed on all that you've learned so far. With all the hard work, as well as a few potions that I drank, and here I am." "Wow" said Harry. "So will you be going to Hogwarts?" "Yes. I'll be going with you on September first. I've already acquired my school supplies." "Great. It's nothing like you've ever seen, but I'm sure you will adjust well." "Yes, I hope so." Dudley replied as Harry started up the steps to his room. "Oh. And Harry." "Yeah?" "I can't speak for my parents, but I truly am sorry for the way I've treated you for all the time you've lived with us. I know you have had a hard time. Do you think we could ever be friends?" "If you promise to treat me like an equal. And if you truly are sincere.then It's a possibility." Harry said. "Good enough. Thanks Harry."
Harry continued to his room, and as he collapsed onto his bed, he somehow knew, despite the evil around him, that in some respects things were certainly in for a good change.