Meet the Dursleys
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Hope you guys like this chapter, and actually, 2 people already kind of guessed what I had in mind for the appearance of Dudley, so you know who you are and good job! lol:)
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The cab pulled up at Number 4, Privet Drive, and Harry and Hermione stepped out, Harry holding their suitcases.
"So, you ready?" Harry asked.
"If you are, I am," Hermione said. They walked up the steps and to the front door, and Hermione pressed the doorbell.
Soon, the door slowly opened, and Harry and Hermione's jaws dropped when they saw who was standing there. They definitely knew the person, but he looked so different that they couldn't believe their eyes.
"Dudley?"
It was indeed Dudley who stood before them, but he had definitely lost plenty of weight. He wasn't what you would call skinny, but he certainly couldn't be called fat anymore.
He looked suspiciously at Harry and Hermione.
"We didn't know you were coming today," he said.
"Well, we're here, so might as well invite us in, right Dud?" Harry said.
"Don't call me that," he said quickly, and after thinking for a moment, he reluctantly let them in.
"I can tell his grapefruit diet certainly worked well," Harry muttered to Hermione, and she smiled.
"Mum, Dad, they're here!" Dudley boomed, and soon, Petunia and Vernon came down the stairs, eyeing Harry and Hermione warily.
"Hello, Mr. Dudley and Mrs. Dudley," Hermione said, trying to be as polite as she could.
"Yes, yes, hello. So you're planning to get married to him?" Vernon said in a nasty tone of voice.
"Yes I am. Is that a problem?" Hermione said coolly, forgetting all about being polite.
Vernon looked startled at the way Hermione answered back at him, but Petunia said, "Well, go put your belongings upstairs in Harry's old room, and come back down for lunch." Harry and Hermione walked past them, up the stairs and into Harry's former room.
"So this was your room?" Hermione asked, walking across the room and looking out the window down into the street.
"Yeah. It's not much," Harry answered. "But it was either this or the cupboard." Hermione nodded, and they placed their things down on the bed.
"Your uncle is so..." Hermione tried to think of a word to describe him.
"Mean, unkind, and nasty?" Harry suggested.
"Well, yes. They really are as bad as you described them to be. Your aunt seems a tad better than the other two though."
"Yeah, I guess she's slightly better. Not by much though," Harry said.
Hermione sighed and sat down on the bed. "What's wrong?" Harry asked, hearing her sigh.
"Nothing. I just...I feel so bad that you had to live like this for 10 years," she answered quietly. Harry walked over and sat down next to her, placing his arm around her.
"Well, those were the worst times of my life, but I survived all right, didn't I? At least this time it won't be half as bad."
"Why not?"
"Because I've got you by my side. Unless of course, the Dursleys scare you off," Harry said, kissing her forehead lightly. "Come on, we'd better go back down for lunch before they start celebrating, thinking that we've died or something."
Hermione chuckled and they headed back down the stairs.
Vernon cleared his throat nervously as they sat down at the table. "We'll be having a guest join us for lunch in a few minutes, so be on your best behavior." He spoke to them as though they were little kids, so they simply glanced at him and then turned away.
"Who exactly is it?" Harry asked after a moment of silence.
"Oh, it's Dudley's distant second cousin. She will be here soon, I suppose," Petunia said, and just at that moment, the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," Vernon grunted, and he got up and walked into the hall to open the door.
"Welcome, welcome, come in please." Harry and Hermione smirked at each other when they heard how overly polite Vernon was being.
They heard the sound of footsteps approaching the room. "Hello, everyone," a dreamy voice said. Harry and Hermione looked at each other, startled. It couldn't be...they turned around almost simultaneously.
Luna had the same expression on her face when she saw Harry and Hermione turn around. "You two live here?" she asked curiously.
"N-no, we're only staying for the summer," Harry replied, trying hard not to laugh at Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley's expressions when they realized that Harry, Hermione, and Luna knew each other.
"Do you go to...are you..." Petunia seemed incapable of getting her words out.
"Are you one of them?" Vernon asked sharply.
"One of who?" Luna asked.
"Them. The..." he gestured at Harry and Hermione.
"Oh, yes, we all go to Hogwarts." Dudley winced as though she'd just said Voldemort's name. "I thought my mother told you I was a witch."
"Er...no, she never mentioned it," Petunia said. "Well, w-we should eat now." And with that, they all began a very quiet and tense lunch.
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A/N: Well, that's it for this chapter! Also, I did finish reading the 6th book, and I really have to say, I'm so disappointed and devastated about how the ships turned out in the book. But I'll still be supporting HHR because I have a small, tiny bit of hope left for the 7th book, but I doubt it'll actually happen. Anyway, that's just my opinion, don't flame me if you're a RHR or HGW shipper! Also, I saw that on Portkey, one of the authors said that the HHR fic that they had posted up would be their last, and that they had given up on the ship. I think that's really sad, and I just hope you HHR authors still continue writing HHR fics because I still love reading them! Until next time, toodles!
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