Warning: Rape

Chapter 2

Thirteen year old Harriet Potter sighed in exhaustion, her arm muscles aching in pain as she walked out of the bathroom. Normally her relatives weren't that messy when it came to the bathroom but today her uncle, Vernon Dursley, made her clean every piece of dirt that crossed the sink and the last piece of scum that lined the bathtub. Harriet was thankful it was now nine at night so she was now allowed to return to her room and rest.

"Where do you think you're going, Potter?"

Just as Harriet was about to take her first step in her room, she heard the sneering voice of her older cousin behind her. Holding in her sigh, Harriet gripped her open door frame as she turned her head back to look at her older cousin.

Dudley Dursley was a very fat for the age of thirteen and it surprised Harriet that the staircase didn't break under his weight. She had figured that her uncle must have charmed the stairs to hold such a heavy weight. Even so Harriet always expected her cousin the crash through the staircase, into the storage closet whenever she heard the stairs creak.

Harriet had often thought that her cousin was really an enchanted pig in a thick dark wig. She believed this not only because of his weight but because how lazy and messy Dudley could be. Harriet would have thought that as death eater, Dudley would have been less lazy and more active, like his parents were. Yet, if possible, he was even more lazy and only active when forced to be.

"What do you want Dudley? I'm done my chores and want to go to bed." Harriet grumbled and lifted her glasses to rub her eyes. A creepy smirk appeared on Dudley's face and he slowly got closer to his younger cousin.

"I hear mum and dad forgot about your birthday last Sunday." Dudley replied what that same creepy grin. Frowning, Harriet turned around to face her cousin fully.

"Why do you care? They always ignore the date of my birth." Harriet asked curiously. Every year her relatives ether forgot or ignored her birthday so having her cousin, who was only a month older than she was, standing there and talking about it was very odd indeed.

"I have a gift I want to give you." The young death eater replied with a twisted grin. Before Harriet could reply or do anything to stop her cousin, Dudley grabbed her by the arm and forcefully pulled her into the bedroom.

"Dudley? What are you doing? Let go of me!" Harriet shouted in pure shock. The male cousin replied by throwing Harriet on her bed.

Harriet was beyond shocked. Never before in the twelve years of life with the Dursley's had her cousin been this aggressive. In the past Dudley had pushed, hit, name called and even punched her a few times but never has the boy roughly grabbed her and thrown her around; until now.

What made the situation worse was that the the young death eater was now making his way over to the same bed and had started to crawl onto it. Harriet could feel her heart racing in her chest, making it hard for her to breath. In the bottom of her heart Harriet knew what her cousin was planing to do and it terrified her. She doubted that even her aunt and uncle would approve of this.Harriet opened her mouth to scream for help but, before she could make a single sound, Dudley took out his wand.

"Imperio." Dudley whispered quickly. Instantly Harriet lost all control of her body and could only stare up at her cousin in fear.

Normally underage wizards weren't allowed to use magic outside of Hogwarts but, since Vernon was a member of the Ministry, he talked the other members into allowing his son to practice his magic. He was granted permission under the condition that Vernon supervised her son. Instead, Vernon had put a shield over their house that disallowed other members to keep track of Dudley's under aged magic.

"There, that should shut you up and make this much easier for me." Dudley said as he pulled himself off the bed. Harriet could only lay in her bed and stare up at the ceiling as her heart began to pound harder.

The young teenage girl had been put under the Imperio curse before but the caster never used it for this reason. Other times when under the curse Harriet would be forced to clean, cook, sing, dance, pretty much anything that would embarrassed her. Once she was even forced to beat herself up; courtesy of Bellatrix.

"I am going to really enjoy this. Now get off the bed and stand up." Dudley ordered with a twisted grin and a wave of his wand. What was completely out of her control, Harriet's body climbed out of the bed and stood right in front of her cousin.

"Good, now take off your pants and pull off your shirt. Slowly." Dudley ordered with another wave of his arm. Harriet felt like crying but because the spell controlled her completely she couldn't even shed one tear.

Once again Harriet found her body moving against it's will. Her arms slide down to her pants and pulled them down slowly, her hands grazing against her skin as the pants dropped to her ankles. Dudley was watching pervertly as his younger cousin lifted one leg at a time to pull the pants off completely. Crying on the inside, Harriet began taking off her shirt, pulling it over her head in a slow fashion like how her cousin had ordered.

Dudley was watching with a please grin on his face. He doubted that his parents would agree with what he was planing to do but he also doubted that they would stop him. He had become an official death eater just the year before and he was sure that the adults had done worse things than rape their goody-two-shoes relatives. Soon his month younger, female, cousin was standing in front of him, half naked.

"Good. Now get back on the bed and lay down with your arms over your head." Dudley ordered with yet another wave of his wand. Harriet, feeling like she was a puppet on strings, found her body following her cousin's direct commands.

The young teenager couldn't so much as blink her eyes as she watch as Dudley began to climb onto her bed for the second time. The only things that Harriet seemed to have any control of was the speed of her heart beat, her thoughts and to show emotion through her eyes. Harriet wanted to scream her throat raw but, even if she wasn't under the Imperio curse, she doubted that her aunt and uncle would do very much to stop their son. As a death eater nothing was too evil.

"Undress me." Dudley ordered as he now hovered over his younger cousin. Even though under the Imperio curse, Harriet managed to shed a couple tears as her body followed the orders given to her.

In a matter of minutes Dudley was completely undressed and naked. Harriet had her arms over her head again and was forced to lay there as he cousin began touching her. Again Harriet somehow managed to break through the curse just enough to allow some tears to roll down her cheeks. Dudley ignored his cousin's crying as his hands lowered to hands to her panties, pulling them off slowly.

"I wonder if all girls as this smooth." Dudley mumbled as he rubbed a finger against Harriet's stubble covered pussy. Unable to twitch or cry out in shock, Harriet's heart rate got even faster as more tears spilled from her eyes.

"I wonder if this would be more fun if you fought back." Dudley mumbled thoughtfully. Keeping his one hand on Harriet's pussy, Dudley used his free hand and, with a wave of his hand, Harriet found herself free of the curse.

"Get off me!" Harriet screamed and raised her hands to her older cousin's flabby chest. Yet, because he was so fat, Dudley was too heavy to push off.

"You can scream and struggle all you want. Mum and dad have gone to the Ministry. There is no one here to help you." Dudley told Harriet with a twisted smile on his chubby face. A wave of dread went through Harriet at realizing there was no way to save herself.

It didn't matter how loud Harriet began to scream or how hard push at her cousin. For a fat, lazy, thirteen year old boy, Dudley was a lot stronger than he looked. In a matter of minutes, Dudley had ripped Harriet's bra off and was pushing himself into her small, virgin hole. Harriet only continued to scream as a new round of tears rolled down her face with a loud, chocked sob. Dudley ignored this and continually pumped himself in and out of his cousin, a twisted grin of pleasure glued onto his face.

When it was all over, Dudley easily pulled himself off his cousin and started to redress himself. Harriet only laid in her bed, sore and her face tear stained. Never before had she experienced something as painful as what her cousin just did to her. Not even the Crucio curse was as painful as what just happened.

"Hope you enjoyed the late birthday gift." Dudley snickered and he threw a wrinkled sheet over Harriet's body. The teenage girl just continued to stare up at the ceiling of her bedroom, her eyes almost lifeless through her glasses.