Clay Pinions Ch. 2
Author: Lochar
Disclaimer: It still hasn't been given to me, so I still don't own it.
A/N: As someone pointed out to me, yes, there is a big continuity error here. Harry's on Earth. I'm going to point to the fact that the Zohar was found in Kenya in 20XX according to Xenosaga Episode 1. Other than that, this is MY fic, I'll do with as I please.
Also, I really don't like the title, but can't think of a better one. Shiny nickle or your name "Here" if you can help me with a better name. XenoPotter's about the best I can come up with. LOL
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Dudley walked up to the librarian, looking around. "Uh… Ma'am?"
The older lady smiled at him. "Yes young man?"
Dudley stammered and then yanked Harry forward, hissing to him, "You ask!"
Behind them, Vernon frowned at that.
Looking at the nametag on her desk, Harry smiled at the librarian. "We wanna know if you have any books that tell you how to fight. Can you tell us, Mrs. Raye?"
Looking up at Harry's uncle, she caught the frown on his face. Drawing the wrong conclusion, she tapped a few keys on the keyboard of her computer. "I'm sorry kids, but we don't have any books on how to fight."
Both Dudley and Harry looked down. Harry winced. "Oh well, it was worth a try."
"Daddy, can we try another library? I really wanna find some fighting books. Please?" Dudley looked at Vernon.
Vernon frowned again, and then smiled at Dudley. "Well, maybe Mrs. Raye here can search for the again, maybe looking for Martial Arts books?" Vernon looked over to the librarian.
Catching the meaning, the librarian nodded and did a search again. "Ah, we do have a few Martial Arts books. Would you like me to get you a couple?"
Harry and Dudley both nodded, "Please!"
Smiling, she walked off into the stacks.
"So, Dudley, what do you think she's going to find? Think it'll be something like the movies?" Harry asked.
"I dunno, but I hope it's got pictures. It'd be really hard to try them without seeing how they are done."
After waiting a few minutes, the librarian walked back. "Alright children, we have several books. How about one each, and then you can come back and get new ones? Is that alright?"
Both boys nodded and grabbed a book from the stack Mrs. Raye had brought back.
"Ta eye chee, the Basics?" Harry sounded out.
"No, Tai-Chi. Is that the one you want?" Mrs. Raye asked as Harry nodded. "Alright, which one did you pick?" At this, she turned to Dudley.
"Umm…. Karate, First Belt." Dudley read off the title.
"Alright. Both of those books are part of a series. They're due back in two weeks. You boys can bring them back and get the next in the series, or re-check those out again?" Mrs. Raye said.
Both Harry and Dudley grinned at her and thanked her. They checked their books out and ran back to Vernon's car.
Climbing into the backseat, both boys hurriedly opened up the books and started looking through them.
"Good, they do have pictures in them. They've got instructions too." Harry said. He looked at the first few pages, then poked Dudley. "Hey, Dudley, know what this word is?" He pointed at a word in the book.
"Nuh uh. Daddy, what's this word?" Dudley showed it to Vernon.
"Concentration. Which is what I need to do to drive. So don't bother me Harry. Or get Dudley to bother me for you. Your aunt can help you at the house."
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Several months passes, with both Harry and Dudley reading the books and attempting the moves in them. When they thought they were done, they would switch books with each other. After almost four months, both boys had worked through most of both series of books from the library.
Of course, they practiced all the moves in the book against each other, intent on making sure they learned correctly.
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CRACK. The sound echoed through the backyard as Dudley dropped to his knees, holding onto his arm.
"WHAA! MUM! DADDY! IT HURTS!" Dudley screamed.
Vernon and Petunia both rushed out of the house, looking around frantically. "What happened? Dudley? Harry?" Petunia asked.
"I think Dudley broke his arm. We were fightin' and he punched at me and I blocked his arm and blocked it really really hard and then there was big cracking sound and then Dudley starting screaming." Harry rushed out.
Vernon glared at Harry. "So, you broke his arm did you? I'll teach you boy." Harry backed away as his uncle started towards him.
"Vernon, later. We need to get Dudders to the hospital. And I've been telling you they needed an instruction, but you wouldn't listen." Petunia stopped him with those words.
"Alright, both of you get in the car. We're taking Dudders to the hospital." Vernon stormed off to the car.
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"It's a very clean break Mr. Dursley, the bone in the forearm snapped almost perfectly straight. We didn't even actually have to set it, which was really odd. It was like the crack just broke straight through instead of breaking it normally." The doctor told Vernon. "He should only be in an arm cast for four or so weeks. After hearing what happened, I do suggest that you get the two of them a good teacher, so that something like this doesn't happen again."
He nodded. "I'm not going to let them practice on each other again, until they have an instructor there to handle them both. If Dudley still wants to, that is."
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Harry drew a line over the cast, over the same place that the bone had broken, and then signed his name on the line. "Didn't mean to break it Dudley. Guess I blocked too hard." He sighed. "Uncle Vernon's going to be really mad at me. Probably not let us practice anymore too."
Dudley shook his head. "I'll throw a fit if we can't practice. Wasn't your fault anyways. I shoulda seen the block and went around it. You don't normally block anyways, you just move away from the hit." Dudley grinned. "That seemed more like my move anyways. You stopped my hit cold."
Harry grinned at him. "Yeah, I was trying to trick you so I could get a good hit in. Didn't think this was gonna happen."
Unseen by both of them, Vernon turned around and walked back out of Dudley's exam room. Need to find a damned good instructor for my Dudders. Give him the boy to fight too, see if he can't break one of his bones in repayment.
On the drive home, Vernon turned around to the boys. "Alright, I've got some rules for the two of you. No more fighting for the two of you." At this, Dudley's eyes narrowed and he took a deep breath. "Dudley, that doesn't mean the two of you can't still practice, you just can't fight each other." The breath was let out in a huff. "Your arm is still broken son. I'm going to work on finding an instructor for the two of you, so you'll both learn not to break each other's bones."
Both boys nodded. "Yes Uncle Vernon." "Yes Daddy."