What happened to the Dursleys
Dudley was crying in the back of the shack, while his dad was cursing rapidly. Dudley had just gotten a pig tail and it was not comftorble. His mother had passed out a few minutes ago and he had nobody to comfort him.
"That kid better not think he is staying with us next ruddy summer" Vernon was shouting at the top of his lungs, "I will kill myself before he even GETS near our house!"
At this Dudley just cried louder and shouted "I don't care what that ugly tall man said. I am not a pig, no, no, no!"
Suddenly Petunia woke up. "We need to get Dudley to a hospital." She said being the only calm one in this situation. "He needs that tail amputated before his friends see him."
"If that bloody.. WHAT DID YOU SAY PETUNIA!" said an angry Vernon.
"I don't want to cut something off! I don't wanna!" wailed Dudley.
Petunia stood her ground and in the end they listened to her and went to the hospital. They had trouble getting out of the shack because Harry and Hagrid had taken the boat. Petunia then made the men work on tearing the shack down to build a raft. The raft looked secure but halfway to the beach Vernons weight was too much. The raft broke in two! Petunia, always calm, noticed that Vernon was floating. he had so much fat that they all just piled on top of him. She used Dudley as an oar and had to work hard just to make that last half mile.
A/N sorry u guys 4 making this first one so short but this is my first fic and im just working on it slowly. this will make me update at least twice a week. plz dont be mad at me. and answer in reviews Thank you rae roberts and cReAtIvE-tHoUgHtS for your constructive criticize, and you too james.