Magical Dudley.
Chapter 1:
Magical Dudley
It was a normal day in Privet Drive, although not really day anymore since it was the middle of the night. People in general were sleeping, except for one. Harry Potter lay awake in his small and uncomfortable bed in a small and uncomfortable bedroom on the second floor of number four in Privet Drive. There was a good reason for his being awake, though, and it wasn't because of nightmares or anything. He was studying, doing some homework of his. He had already almost finished all of his Hogwarts homework, even though it was the first week of summer vacation, and as he lay on bed finishing the last part of it, he was very bored. In fact, he was, at that moment, wishing that he could be with his very best friends, Hermione and Ron.
Harry turned around a little, trying to find a more comfortable position on his narrow bed. His entire body ached. All of his muscles were sore from weed-pulling the whole day. His aunt, Petunia, was a nice woman but hated abnormalities and freaks- like Harry. Uncle Vernon and their son Dudley were the same.
Harry's thoughts turned to his relatives. He became depressed, because he really wanted somone to love him and be nice to him... Although his relatives weren'y exactly MEAN, they weren't nice either. And so, during summer vacation, Harry had nobody to love him.
Well, of course he had friends, like Hermione and Ron, and he was quite popular back at Hogwarts and very popular in general in the wizarding home, but it wasn't the same as having FAMILY. Ruefully, Harry reflected that if he had the choice of switching places with Dudley, who was very loved, he might actually make the switch and end up happier. For although Dudley was a bully, and fat, at least he had someone who doted on him and loved him! Harry was very depressed, indeed.
Finally finishing his potions essay on moonstones and their various uses, Harry carefully tiptoed to his door and walked downstairs on tiptoes. He was very hungry after all of that brain-work, and he knew that the Dursleys wouldn't be especially happy if they found him out of bed this late at night. They wouldn't actually do anything other than push him upstairs and call him a freak, but Harry really wanted to be loved, and he would do anything to get that love.
After reaching the bottom of the stairs, he crept into the kitchen and peeked at the variouos rooms to make sure that nobody was in there. But, when he looked into the dining room, he gasped in shock- Dudley was stuffing his face full of apple pie.
Harry was ready to run upstairs and pretend to be asleep, but then he realized that this pie was the one his aunt had baked for Vernon's surprise birthday party which was tomorrow! She would be furious if the pie was gone, and no doubt owuld blame it on harry and his freakishness. Making up his mind, he stepped into the dining room and walked to Dudley.
Dudley jumped when he saw harry. "What the are you doing here?!?!" Dudley demanded in a loud whisper.
"I was... just.. picking some stuff up," Harry replied. "But why are you eating that pie??"
"I was just hungry..."
"But Aunt Petunia will be SO mad if she sees that the pie is gone!"
"Well, I'll just say YOU took it, then!"
Harry glared at his cousin. "Well, in that case, I'll call them now and let them see YOU eating it!" He called, "Aunt Petunia!!!"
Dudley jumped up and ran over to the couch, sitting down on it and grabbing one of Vernon's newspapers. He pretended that he had been sitting there the entire time.
Upstairs, Petunia and vernon heard the yell and were mad. WHY in the WORLD did the stupid little freak have to wake them up? Saying that they weren't happy would be an understatement.
Sighing, Petunia and Vernon went downstairs. There, they saw their little Dudders sitting innocently on the couch and reading one of Daddy's magazines, while that no-good freak was standing by the table, where the ruined remains of a beautiful apple pie were left. Petunia was furious.
"YOU BEAST!! How DARE you!!! You just ruined my lovely pie which I made for Vernon's birthday!!! How dare you! And then you have the incivility to wake us both up from out well-deserved sleep!!!" She growled.
Harry was scared. "But- but, it wasn't me, Aunt petunia! Dudley was eating the cake and I just went down to--"
"To WHAT???"
"To.. to pick up some things that I forgot downstairs!"
"So WHY did you wake us UP??? And WHY DID YOU RUIN MY CAKE???"
"I didn't, Aunt Petunia, I didn't, I swear!"
Just then Vernon went to Dudley. "Duds, you were down here. Did you see HIM take the pie?"
Dudley spread his hands out in exaggerated innocence. "ME, daddy? Yes, he DID take the pie, and I saw him!"
But this was his mistake, because he had been eating so sloppily that he had left lots of apple jelly on his hands, and Vernon saw.
"YOU LITTLE BEAST!!!" Vernon growled at his son. "So now you try to mislead us, eh? You think we're stupid, eh? You're going to get it... BOTH of you!!!"
Petunia stared at her husband with surprise. "Ver, dear, be reasonable! No doubt the freak convinced poor 'ittle Dudders to steal it!"
But Vernon was mad, and when he got mad he was quite unreasonable. He swung his fist at Harry, who didn't dodge quickly enough. With a sickening crack, the fist hit Harry's nose and broke it!
Harry screamed. Vernon swung again, this time at Dudley.
The end! hehe.. no, I won't be evil. Onto the story!!!
Time seemed to slow, and Harry watched, horrified, as Vernon's fist made contact to Dudley's face. But there wasn't any crack!!! Vernon's fist bounced right off of Dudley's face, and didn't even seem to have touched him! Vernon was shocked but still furious. He swung again, but this time his fist just stopped in midair, inches away from Dudley's face.
Vernon froze. Dudley froze. Harry froze. Petunia froze, but then gasped and fainted. The next one to revive was Vernon. He turned to harry.
"You.. you.. YOU USED MAGIC ON ME!!!" he screamed.
"Doh, I dwere, i did dot. Id wabd't me." Harry panted, his nose gushing blood.
"YES IT WAS!!!" Vernon yelled. "You're the only one who does freaky stuff in THIS house!!!"
He rushed angrily at Harry. But even as harry stepped away, shaking his head in denial, Vernon started to change. His face twisted, his nose became wider and larger, protrusing from his nose, and a small curly tail grew from his end as he crouched in shock. Within seconds, he had turned into a large, pink and brown pig, and he, like is wife, fainted in shock.
Dudley and Harry were looking at each other in shock.
"I did dot do id," Harry said, almost contemplatively. "Doh YOU did."
Dudley fainted at the revelation, and Harry soon followed, although from another thing as well, the pain in his broken nose.
Translation:
Doh, I dwere, i did dot. Id wabd't me - No, I swear, I did not. It wasn't me.
I did dot do id. - I did not do it.
Doh YOU did. - So YOU did.
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