Kevin-McKay: Thanks for reviewing again. And don't worry, he'll find Harry,
Ron, and Hermione. eventually.
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My internet wasn't working last weekend, that's why this chapter is a
day late. Also, I wanted to add more.
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Dudley ventured out of the shop, his new wand in a velvet box
tucked under his arm. Glancing around Diagon Ally, he decided that he
knew where nothing was and his best bet was to stay put.
Unfortunately, he didn't listen to his own advice.
Instead, he started walking down the street. He found the
quidditch shop and blinked. "Broomsticks?" he asked aloud, shocked
that they were on display. "Geese, and I thought mom took cleaning
seriously"
"What are YOU talking about?" said an unknown girl, stepping out
of the shop with a parcel that contained a broomstick. "You wouldn't
use these to CLEAN!" she was looking at him like he was crazy.
Dudley blinked, his face showing a very common emotion for him:
confusion. "Huh? What else would you use a broom for?"
"My god muggles are stupid." she muttered. "You use a broom to
play quidditch!"
"What's quidditch? A brand name?"
The girl gave a dramatic sigh. "Figures. Since you don't know
the proper use for a broom it only fits that you don't know what
quidditch is.." she let herself drift off. A silence fell between
them.
"Tell me already!" Dudley snapped finally.
"Say please!" she taunted in a singsong voice.
Dudley clenched his fists. He couldn't believe a girl who
couldn't be older then 11 was insulting him like this. "Please." He
hissed through clenched teeth.
"Well. okay!" she began explaining all she knew about quidditch,
which was quite a bit.
Dudley's mind was in a whirl. He never knew that these people
had organized, worldwide games! Slowly, he began edging away from the
girl, who didn't seem to notice.
"Dudley, why aren't you with Harry and them?" Ginny's voice cut
through the girl's.
"Oh, hello Red." Dudley flashed a grin at Ginny. She was
actually quite attractive.
"Knock it out or I knock your ears off." Snapped one of the two
identical boys standing on either side of her.
"Who are you?" Dudley demanded.
"Fred Weasley." Fred said.
"And I'm George Weasley." George said.
"And if you eve look at our little sister like that again.."
"We'll kill you!"
"Gee, fine, whatever." Dudley said quickly, holding up his hands
to ward them off. "God, not like I committed a crime or something!"
"Just stay out of our store." The twins said together.
"You couldn't PAY me to go into your store!" Dudley snapped.
"Where are Harry and Ron and Hermione?" Ginny asked,
interrupting her brothers and Dudley.
"They ditched me." Dudley admitted.
"Do you have all your school stuff?"
"Well, I think so.." he double-checked the parcels under his
arms. "No. I haven't gotten my cauldron."
Ginny sighed. "Then lets go get it so we can go."
"O..kay." Dudley said slowly. "But I dunno where to get my
stuff, so you'll have to show me."
"No." Fred and George said together.
"Oh, dears, you found him!" Mrs. Weasley's voice cut through
their conversation as she hurried over to the small group, accompanied
by Tonks, Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "We've been looking for you for a
while, Dudley. You can't just wander off like that in Diagon Ally,
especially as you don't know your way around!"
"B-but I didn't wander off! They ditched me!" Dudley protested
loudly, his many chins shaking as glaring at the three friends who had
innocent looks on their faces.
"What? Ron, Harry, and Hermione wouldn't do that." Mrs. Weasley
said, glancing back at the trio behind her. "They know better. They'd
BETTER know better." She shot them a look and turned back to Dudley.
Dudley sighed. He could see that this was one argument he wasn't
going to win. So, rather resignedly, he went with Mrs. Weasley and got
the rest of his school stuff.
'Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes' ((YES! I know I got it right this
time! ^^)) read the sign in gold in fairly new paint. The store window
gleamed, the glass showing no reflection of the light, the items on
display showing clearly. Dudley paused outside the door as the others
filed inside. What's-their-faces had forbidden him from coming in.
"Well? What are you waiting for?" Hermione asked, tapping his
shoulder. He was blocking the doorway.
"Uh I'm not sure I'm 'loud in." Dudley said.
"Get in already!" Ron snapped from behind her. Harry said
nothing, just looked a bit annoyed.
Dudley pushed himself through the door, though he had to turn to
his side to do so. Someone, probably Ron, sniggered cruelly. Dudley
felt his face flush. He was used to doing the bullying, not being
bullied. Ron shoved past him, Harry and Hermione following a bit more
politely.
Dudley sighed and hurried after the others to the very large
fireplace in the back of the shop.
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The return to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix was
uneventful. The Weasley brother's shop had a large fireplace, so
Dudley didn't get stuck in it. Dudley spent the remainder of his
holiday up in the room he had been given. Ron didn't trust him, Harry
ignored him, and Hermione stayed away from him. Even Mrs. Weasley had
stopped trying to include him.
The day finally came when Mrs. Weasley knocked on his door and
told him to pack his trunk. Of course, his trunk had been packed for
the last few days. He couldn't wait to get out of the house, though he
supposed that the school wouldn't be any better. Dudley didn't realize
it, but he was starting to get a dose of what Harry felt like at
number four, Privet Drive.
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Okay okay, its short, but the next one will be longer then this,
I promise. Also, I wanted to get an update up. I'm hoping to have
chappy 8 up by Sunday, but, depending on how my weekend goes, that may
or may not happen. So, R/R!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
My internet wasn't working last weekend, that's why this chapter is a
day late. Also, I wanted to add more.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Dudley ventured out of the shop, his new wand in a velvet box
tucked under his arm. Glancing around Diagon Ally, he decided that he
knew where nothing was and his best bet was to stay put.
Unfortunately, he didn't listen to his own advice.
Instead, he started walking down the street. He found the
quidditch shop and blinked. "Broomsticks?" he asked aloud, shocked
that they were on display. "Geese, and I thought mom took cleaning
seriously"
"What are YOU talking about?" said an unknown girl, stepping out
of the shop with a parcel that contained a broomstick. "You wouldn't
use these to CLEAN!" she was looking at him like he was crazy.
Dudley blinked, his face showing a very common emotion for him:
confusion. "Huh? What else would you use a broom for?"
"My god muggles are stupid." she muttered. "You use a broom to
play quidditch!"
"What's quidditch? A brand name?"
The girl gave a dramatic sigh. "Figures. Since you don't know
the proper use for a broom it only fits that you don't know what
quidditch is.." she let herself drift off. A silence fell between
them.
"Tell me already!" Dudley snapped finally.
"Say please!" she taunted in a singsong voice.
Dudley clenched his fists. He couldn't believe a girl who
couldn't be older then 11 was insulting him like this. "Please." He
hissed through clenched teeth.
"Well. okay!" she began explaining all she knew about quidditch,
which was quite a bit.
Dudley's mind was in a whirl. He never knew that these people
had organized, worldwide games! Slowly, he began edging away from the
girl, who didn't seem to notice.
"Dudley, why aren't you with Harry and them?" Ginny's voice cut
through the girl's.
"Oh, hello Red." Dudley flashed a grin at Ginny. She was
actually quite attractive.
"Knock it out or I knock your ears off." Snapped one of the two
identical boys standing on either side of her.
"Who are you?" Dudley demanded.
"Fred Weasley." Fred said.
"And I'm George Weasley." George said.
"And if you eve look at our little sister like that again.."
"We'll kill you!"
"Gee, fine, whatever." Dudley said quickly, holding up his hands
to ward them off. "God, not like I committed a crime or something!"
"Just stay out of our store." The twins said together.
"You couldn't PAY me to go into your store!" Dudley snapped.
"Where are Harry and Ron and Hermione?" Ginny asked,
interrupting her brothers and Dudley.
"They ditched me." Dudley admitted.
"Do you have all your school stuff?"
"Well, I think so.." he double-checked the parcels under his
arms. "No. I haven't gotten my cauldron."
Ginny sighed. "Then lets go get it so we can go."
"O..kay." Dudley said slowly. "But I dunno where to get my
stuff, so you'll have to show me."
"No." Fred and George said together.
"Oh, dears, you found him!" Mrs. Weasley's voice cut through
their conversation as she hurried over to the small group, accompanied
by Tonks, Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "We've been looking for you for a
while, Dudley. You can't just wander off like that in Diagon Ally,
especially as you don't know your way around!"
"B-but I didn't wander off! They ditched me!" Dudley protested
loudly, his many chins shaking as glaring at the three friends who had
innocent looks on their faces.
"What? Ron, Harry, and Hermione wouldn't do that." Mrs. Weasley
said, glancing back at the trio behind her. "They know better. They'd
BETTER know better." She shot them a look and turned back to Dudley.
Dudley sighed. He could see that this was one argument he wasn't
going to win. So, rather resignedly, he went with Mrs. Weasley and got
the rest of his school stuff.
'Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes' ((YES! I know I got it right this
time! ^^)) read the sign in gold in fairly new paint. The store window
gleamed, the glass showing no reflection of the light, the items on
display showing clearly. Dudley paused outside the door as the others
filed inside. What's-their-faces had forbidden him from coming in.
"Well? What are you waiting for?" Hermione asked, tapping his
shoulder. He was blocking the doorway.
"Uh I'm not sure I'm 'loud in." Dudley said.
"Get in already!" Ron snapped from behind her. Harry said
nothing, just looked a bit annoyed.
Dudley pushed himself through the door, though he had to turn to
his side to do so. Someone, probably Ron, sniggered cruelly. Dudley
felt his face flush. He was used to doing the bullying, not being
bullied. Ron shoved past him, Harry and Hermione following a bit more
politely.
Dudley sighed and hurried after the others to the very large
fireplace in the back of the shop.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The return to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix was
uneventful. The Weasley brother's shop had a large fireplace, so
Dudley didn't get stuck in it. Dudley spent the remainder of his
holiday up in the room he had been given. Ron didn't trust him, Harry
ignored him, and Hermione stayed away from him. Even Mrs. Weasley had
stopped trying to include him.
The day finally came when Mrs. Weasley knocked on his door and
told him to pack his trunk. Of course, his trunk had been packed for
the last few days. He couldn't wait to get out of the house, though he
supposed that the school wouldn't be any better. Dudley didn't realize
it, but he was starting to get a dose of what Harry felt like at
number four, Privet Drive.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Okay okay, its short, but the next one will be longer then this,
I promise. Also, I wanted to get an update up. I'm hoping to have
chappy 8 up by Sunday, but, depending on how my weekend goes, that may
or may not happen. So, R/R!
