Title: Apple
pie
Author: annoyanonymous
Rating: AA (sexual
content)
Summary: Harry wants apple pie and realizes his feelings
for someone unexpected.
Disclaimer: Characters are JKRs.
Duh!
Harry woke up with a start. His breath was ridged and short. He had that dream again. Voldemort had killed Dudley. He hated his dreams like that.
He looked at the clock. It read 5:00am. He groaned rolled over and tried to sleep. He was unsuccessful. He sat up and stretched and yawned. He got out of bed walked to the door and scratched his balls. He walked down the hall and into the kitchen. There was some left over apple pie in the fridge, which is rare when you live with Dudley. He opened the kitchen door. There was Dudley, shoving the last bit of apple pie in his large mouth.
"Delusous" Dudley tried to say with his mouth full of pie,
"You bastard!" Harry yelled, as he threw a can of paint at Dudley.
Dudley laughed. Pieces of pie sprayed onto the ground. Harry found this strangely arousing.
"Hey Dudley, You useless sack of crap!" exclaimed Harry. "Want to ride me like a train?"
Dudley swallowed his pie. "But Harry, what if, what if they see?" Dudley stammered.
"I'll use a silencing charm and no one will have to know. I'm of age now." said Harry.
Harry pulled Dudley closer. He could count the pimples on his nose, which reminded him of patched wet cement. He pulled Dudley close and engaged in a deep passionate kiss. Harry pulled back, smiled and said "You taste like apple pie."