Pigpimples
By: liltrick89 Disclaimer: I do not own any HP characters.but I do own Pigpimples.and uh.anything that sounds different Summary: Dudley gets a letter from Pigpimples School for Lately Discovered Witches and Wizards
It was a gray and gloomy morning as Dudley Dursley bounded down the stairs. He ran into the kitchen expecting the normal cries ("Oooo there's my Duddykins!") that he normally got everyday of the week, instead tears greeted him from his mother and a stern "Dudley." from his father. His mother and father exchanged tearful looks as his mother handed him an egg. "Break it open Duddykins," she said softly, "It's addressed to you". Dudley looked down at the egg.sure enough there was purple writing on it, which read:
Mr. D. Dursley Number 4 Privet Drive Little Whinging, Surrey
He cracked opened the egg and a letter popped out. "Dear Mr. Dursley, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to," Dudley gulped as he continued to read aloud "Pigpimples School for Lately Discovered Witches and Wizards." Dudley looked up at his parents who had gone deathly pale. He continued to read "Term begins September 7th. Your supply list should arrive shortly. Sincerely Elvis Dingledork. PS- Attendance is NOT optional." Just as he uttered the last words the windows flew open as a chicken came in. It sat itself on the table and clucked for a minute. Finally it jumped back up and flew out the window.only to land with a thump a few minutes later and fly off again. Dudley stared at the spot it had been just a moment before - which was now occupied by another egg with the same purple writing. He hesitated as he broke open it to reveal another letter this one with the title 'SUPPLIES LIST'. "Is this a joke?" Dudley asked looking at his parents who grimly shook their heads. And with that he threw the letter at his father and ran upstairs as fast as his fat wobbly legs would let him.
10 Minutes later.
"Dudley, time to get your supplies." Grumbled Vernon Dursley. "I'm not coming!" was the only answer he got back. "You'll come right now you little freak!" Petunia Dursley hissed through tears. Slowly Dudley, descended the stairs. No one had ever called him freak before, no one at all! Even when he had the tail he was always Duddykins. He was pushed into the car and they were off. Finally they arrived at London were Dudley and his parents walked into the Leaky Cauldron which suddenly became silent. "My word, is that Dudley Dursley?" said the old innkeeper. "Doris Crockford Mr. Dursley it's a pleasure to meet you." An old lady said and shook his hand, then whacked him with her purse. Suddenly the whole pub was throwing things at him (from insults to bricks). The Dursley family quickly ran out the back way. "I wonder what their problem is." Asked Mr. Dursley. He received his answer when a lone tomato was thrown, "Take that you Harry torturers!"
After 5 minutes of trying to figure out how to get to Diagon Alley, the innkeeper showed them how to get in. They walked toward what seemed to be the bank; it was a tilted white building with gold letters reading 'GRINGOTTS'. There, Mr. Dursley exchanged several pounds into wizard money. "What do you need, boy?" Mr. Dursley growled. Dudley cringed; 'boy' was always Harry. "One pewter cauldron, robes - WHAT?" Dudley stared at the letter with amazement - this couldn't be happening, it was impossible - they couldn't expect him to wear - "What does it say boy?" His father said obviously annoyed. "Robes, pink with yellow stars." Dudley finally got out then continued, "The Truth about Harry Potter by Mary Mee, How to Become a Harry Fanatic by Amo Melenudo," Dudley looked down the list, it was full of books about Harry. He skipped down "and a wand. First year students may bring if you choose - either an chicken, pig, or cow." He finished.
"Wand first boy." Mr. Dursley snarled and led his family toward Ollivanders, Makers of Fine Wands. There he dropped off his son with a quick growl that sounded like "We'll be on the non freak part." Dudley nodded sadly and walked in. Seeing no one he called out in a quiet scared voice "hello?" He was answered by the sound of a ladder swinging by and a very odd looking man's "hello! I was wondering when I would be seeing you, Dudley Dursley." Dudley looked surprised. "You know who I am?"
"Who doesn't? Here try this." Mr. Ollivander said handing Dudley a black wand with a tan handle. "Black oak, dragon heartstring 8 ½ inches. Go on give it a wave!" Dudley waved the wand and Mr. Ollivanders hair, which was obviously a wig, flew out the window. A now bald Ollivander glared at Dudley "I think not." He mumered and came back with another wand, this one was a light tan with an emerald handle. "Birch, 6 inches, unicorn hair." He said as he handed the wand over to Dudley who immediately waved it. Mr. Ollivander watched as his wig flew onto the head of a very angry Lucius Malfoy. "And that would be a no as well." Ollivander gulped out as Lucius walked out of sight, the wig still on his head. Mr. Ollivander hustled to the back of the shop, part in trying to avoid the stares he was receiving (this was the 1st time anyone had seen him bald) and part to find a wand for that wretched Dursley. Finally he spotted what he was looking for. He walked back to where Dudley was and handed him the wand, instead of saying what type it was he busied himself with finding a cap.and when he found one he hastily put it on. He turned to see Dudley with a freakish yellow glow around him and his hair going up and down as if by the wind. "You're on my vent" Ollivander grumbled then said "Curious, curious" as he remembered what wand Dudley was holding.
"Excuse me sir, but what's curious?" Dudley said as he moved off the vent. "I remember ever wand I have ever sold Mr. Dursley.and it is curious that you should be destined for this wand when it's _brother_ gave you that.tail." Dudley looked down at his romp and sure enough the pigtail that that giant with the pink umbrella had put on him was back! "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Dudley woke up screaming.
Meanwhile at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Harry laughed as he put down his wand and the book he had been reading. He then yawned and headed up to his dormitory with his wand, the book laying there forgotten.opened up to a page labeled 'Dream Manipulation and Creation on Muggles'.
A/N: I'm thinking about writing a chapter Fan Fic about Dudley's adventures at Pigpimples (where he actually goes to the school and its not a dream). If you think I should please let me know in your review! Also sorry for not updating.I've been really busy! I promise to update again as soon as I finish writing the next chapter!
By: liltrick89 Disclaimer: I do not own any HP characters.but I do own Pigpimples.and uh.anything that sounds different Summary: Dudley gets a letter from Pigpimples School for Lately Discovered Witches and Wizards
It was a gray and gloomy morning as Dudley Dursley bounded down the stairs. He ran into the kitchen expecting the normal cries ("Oooo there's my Duddykins!") that he normally got everyday of the week, instead tears greeted him from his mother and a stern "Dudley." from his father. His mother and father exchanged tearful looks as his mother handed him an egg. "Break it open Duddykins," she said softly, "It's addressed to you". Dudley looked down at the egg.sure enough there was purple writing on it, which read:
Mr. D. Dursley Number 4 Privet Drive Little Whinging, Surrey
He cracked opened the egg and a letter popped out. "Dear Mr. Dursley, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to," Dudley gulped as he continued to read aloud "Pigpimples School for Lately Discovered Witches and Wizards." Dudley looked up at his parents who had gone deathly pale. He continued to read "Term begins September 7th. Your supply list should arrive shortly. Sincerely Elvis Dingledork. PS- Attendance is NOT optional." Just as he uttered the last words the windows flew open as a chicken came in. It sat itself on the table and clucked for a minute. Finally it jumped back up and flew out the window.only to land with a thump a few minutes later and fly off again. Dudley stared at the spot it had been just a moment before - which was now occupied by another egg with the same purple writing. He hesitated as he broke open it to reveal another letter this one with the title 'SUPPLIES LIST'. "Is this a joke?" Dudley asked looking at his parents who grimly shook their heads. And with that he threw the letter at his father and ran upstairs as fast as his fat wobbly legs would let him.
10 Minutes later.
"Dudley, time to get your supplies." Grumbled Vernon Dursley. "I'm not coming!" was the only answer he got back. "You'll come right now you little freak!" Petunia Dursley hissed through tears. Slowly Dudley, descended the stairs. No one had ever called him freak before, no one at all! Even when he had the tail he was always Duddykins. He was pushed into the car and they were off. Finally they arrived at London were Dudley and his parents walked into the Leaky Cauldron which suddenly became silent. "My word, is that Dudley Dursley?" said the old innkeeper. "Doris Crockford Mr. Dursley it's a pleasure to meet you." An old lady said and shook his hand, then whacked him with her purse. Suddenly the whole pub was throwing things at him (from insults to bricks). The Dursley family quickly ran out the back way. "I wonder what their problem is." Asked Mr. Dursley. He received his answer when a lone tomato was thrown, "Take that you Harry torturers!"
After 5 minutes of trying to figure out how to get to Diagon Alley, the innkeeper showed them how to get in. They walked toward what seemed to be the bank; it was a tilted white building with gold letters reading 'GRINGOTTS'. There, Mr. Dursley exchanged several pounds into wizard money. "What do you need, boy?" Mr. Dursley growled. Dudley cringed; 'boy' was always Harry. "One pewter cauldron, robes - WHAT?" Dudley stared at the letter with amazement - this couldn't be happening, it was impossible - they couldn't expect him to wear - "What does it say boy?" His father said obviously annoyed. "Robes, pink with yellow stars." Dudley finally got out then continued, "The Truth about Harry Potter by Mary Mee, How to Become a Harry Fanatic by Amo Melenudo," Dudley looked down the list, it was full of books about Harry. He skipped down "and a wand. First year students may bring if you choose - either an chicken, pig, or cow." He finished.
"Wand first boy." Mr. Dursley snarled and led his family toward Ollivanders, Makers of Fine Wands. There he dropped off his son with a quick growl that sounded like "We'll be on the non freak part." Dudley nodded sadly and walked in. Seeing no one he called out in a quiet scared voice "hello?" He was answered by the sound of a ladder swinging by and a very odd looking man's "hello! I was wondering when I would be seeing you, Dudley Dursley." Dudley looked surprised. "You know who I am?"
"Who doesn't? Here try this." Mr. Ollivander said handing Dudley a black wand with a tan handle. "Black oak, dragon heartstring 8 ½ inches. Go on give it a wave!" Dudley waved the wand and Mr. Ollivanders hair, which was obviously a wig, flew out the window. A now bald Ollivander glared at Dudley "I think not." He mumered and came back with another wand, this one was a light tan with an emerald handle. "Birch, 6 inches, unicorn hair." He said as he handed the wand over to Dudley who immediately waved it. Mr. Ollivander watched as his wig flew onto the head of a very angry Lucius Malfoy. "And that would be a no as well." Ollivander gulped out as Lucius walked out of sight, the wig still on his head. Mr. Ollivander hustled to the back of the shop, part in trying to avoid the stares he was receiving (this was the 1st time anyone had seen him bald) and part to find a wand for that wretched Dursley. Finally he spotted what he was looking for. He walked back to where Dudley was and handed him the wand, instead of saying what type it was he busied himself with finding a cap.and when he found one he hastily put it on. He turned to see Dudley with a freakish yellow glow around him and his hair going up and down as if by the wind. "You're on my vent" Ollivander grumbled then said "Curious, curious" as he remembered what wand Dudley was holding.
"Excuse me sir, but what's curious?" Dudley said as he moved off the vent. "I remember ever wand I have ever sold Mr. Dursley.and it is curious that you should be destined for this wand when it's _brother_ gave you that.tail." Dudley looked down at his romp and sure enough the pigtail that that giant with the pink umbrella had put on him was back! "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Dudley woke up screaming.
Meanwhile at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Harry laughed as he put down his wand and the book he had been reading. He then yawned and headed up to his dormitory with his wand, the book laying there forgotten.opened up to a page labeled 'Dream Manipulation and Creation on Muggles'.
A/N: I'm thinking about writing a chapter Fan Fic about Dudley's adventures at Pigpimples (where he actually goes to the school and its not a dream). If you think I should please let me know in your review! Also sorry for not updating.I've been really busy! I promise to update again as soon as I finish writing the next chapter!