Dudley Demented
By RossWrock
So cold, so cold and frightened.
"Thirty-six!! But last year, last year I had thirty-seven! I don't care how big they are!" What a horrible memory.
"Mummy! Mummy, I have a tail! Get it off! Get it off please!" How was he supposed to know not to eat the cake?
"Dudley's school says he needs a diet. Hogwash, in my opinion. A growing boy needs his strength. But if my Diddykins needs to follow some stupid diet, then we're all going to follow it. Dudley, here's your half a grapefruit. Enjoy!" Half a grapefruit! His parents were trying to starve him!
"My tongue! What have those freaks done to my tongue? Mummy, Daddy, make them go away! Make them take Harry and leave! What have they done to my tongue!" To this day, he still couldn't eat a toffee the same way. He'd been traumatized.
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Author Note:
Well, here's the next entry for ya. If you haven't guessed it, it's Dudley's reaction to a Dementor. The way that I figure it, Dudley's led such a sheltered life, and he's given everything that he's ever wanted, his worst memories must be pretty trivial. I think it's funny in a way too, that while his worst memories all involve Harry or Harry's world, none of them come close to the horrors that Harry has seen. To think, Big D's worst most frightening memory is being traumatized by a sweet! Hilarious!