Chapter 3– Night Confession

After the moments of Harry and Dudley protecting one another, they are sat down together and find something that will bring their family a little closer then before. Will this help Harry for his future or fate have other things plan?

Disclaimer - Do you think it belongs to me? Do you even know who I am? Thought so. This belongs to the great and powerful … well, it's JK Rowling.

AN - Just so you know, this whole story will be AU. That means that they Dursley will not be like the book.

Three Hours Later -

While Dudley was taking care of his little cousin, Petunia and Vernon were pacing around in their bedroom. As the sun sets and the moon is up above, the two could hear laughter from downstairs.

Vernon stopped and gave a simple smile.

"You think," said Petunia. "That they are acting like best of friends."

Vernon turned his attention towards his wife of over a decade and look at her with such care.

"No," said Vernon. "They are acting like brothers to the core, but that is not what we should talk about. What do you think happened to them that caused this change in him?"

"I think it is sweet, Dudley being the protective order 'brother' and protecting the boy."

"And that is another thing, what happens now? Should we continue on how we treat him or change and treat him for the better."

"I think that we should just take it one day at a time and see how it goes. Even though I feel that we should love him like our Dudley, I think that will scare him to death. But I think that we should consider him like our family and not someone that just be sent to us because of the crazy old … man."

"You are right, but I think we should all sit down and figure out what we should do."

The two stare at one another in thought before hearing a scream. Vernon crane his head quickly that Petunia thought that it would snap off. Before she could of said anything, Vernon rushed out to she the commotion. As the thundering sound of his footsteps can be heard, Petunia gave a quick look at the mirrors before walking our the door.

"Well, there goes the peace," said Petunia to no one special.

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As Vernon stomped downstairs, Harry quickly jumped off the sofa and landed on his behind. Vernon stopped cold as he saw Dudley jumped to his feet and started to protect his little cousin.

"Don't," screamed Dudley.

"Dudley," asked Vernon.

"Don't you dare do anything to Harry. Don't you dare life another finger at him? After I talked to you, Dad, you tried to turned around and scare the living daylight out of him again and caused him to get hurt. So help me, if you dare try to do anything to him again, I don't know what to think."

"Dud," whispered Harry.

The two turned they attention toward Harry as he was trying to get back up. Dudley grabbed his uninjured arm and placed him back onto the sofa.

"Don't talk to your dad light that."

"But he scared you Pot … I mean Harry."

"I don't know about you but if you hear someone stomping like that, you would be scared as well. Beside, he is your father and that makes him family. You should not talk to him like that."

Vernon couldn't believe what he was hearing. The little … Harry was actually protecting him.

"But you are my little cousin and that makes you family, doesn't it?"

"Dudley, I am not that special. You have a family that loves you, you should take that to heart."

"That is not true," said Petunia as she was heading downstairs. "Harry, it seems that we cannot agree with that statement. You are special and we are seeing that. Just listen to me, this family has done things that are not that proud of but I know that it will be changing as of tonight. Isn't that right, Vernon?"

Petunia and Dudley turned their attention towards Vernon with a gaze that could of melted the polar ice cap. Vernon had the look of shame before shaking his head and smiling a bit.

"Boy," started Vernon but stopped as Petunia gave another look. "I mean Harry, I think we should all sit down and talk. We are going to have a discussion tonight and we are going to clear the air. You will have questions, I know it, but please save it to the end. This is going to come as a shock but please listen carefully."

Noticing Harry being calm and Dudley with his mother sitting next to him, Vernon sat in his favorite chair.

"Six years ago Harry, on November 1st, you were brought to our doorsteps. When we awoke that very morning, we found you there sleeping with smile."

Vernon placed his hand up as he noticed Harry opening his mouth.

"Yes, I know we told you that we found you in the ditch and said that your parents were the cause of it, but that was a lie. You were placed in a basket with a note. The note said that you are being placed in our care until … well, I don't know until what. Anyway, we found out that in the letter, your family was attacked by this man and killed your parents.

"We took you in, and for the first few days, we were caring you like you were already apart of the family. But one simple mistake happens and it changed for the worst for you. Dudley simply got jealous of the care that we have placed on you and we had to stop showing our affection for you. Little Dud was in his terrible two's that many people love to call, but I don't think that was the reason.

"You were just being a little kid, but we blame every little thing on you. Things like: the car running out of gas, Dudley wasn't full for his evening meal, Petunia wasn't able to grow her favorite flowers. I even blame you for the promotion that I didn't deserve but yet I so wanted it. Now, the question is why did we treat you like scum? I really do not have a good answer for that. But Harry, I am going to make this promise to you, here and now, the Dursley are going to back the Potters till the ends of the Earth."

Harry looked at the three as tears coming down.

"So my parents didn't die as a drunk driver? You made me believe that they were good for nothing pigs?"

Harry stood up with his face in a digested look.

"Yes," said Vernon. "I know that we had no right but like I said, I promise you that I will be telling you the truth. Now, I am going to leave it like that because I think that was just a little too much information for you to take on an emotional day like this. Dudley, pleas take your cousin in the guest bedroom. Starting tomorrow, I will changed the spare bedroom to his bedroom. Harry, please understand that I feel disappointed in myself now, but know that I will changed and hope to God that you will believe that."

Dudley placed his arms around Harry and walked him upstairs to his room. Harry turned his attention back to his uncle and gave a small smile. Vernon gave a sigh before getting up to sit next to his wife.

"Well," continued Vernon. "That was a little hard."

"Yes, but it is going to get worst. Imagine hearing what we are going to tell him tomorrow about the man that killed his parents might still be after him."