Dudley's Rose
By BertaS
January 2009
Description: Dudley finds out something about his daughter that is quite disturbing.
Warnings: Indirect mentions of child abuse.
Disclaimer: I most likely stole anything you recognize.
Dudley's Rose
"Mum?"
The tall thin woman galloped to the front hall, "Oh Diddy, you're here." She wrapped her arms as far around the portly young man as she could reach, hugging him tightly.
Dudley Dursley hugged his mother back. "Hi, Mum." He lived less than an hour away was married and had a two year old daughter. He visited his mum nearly every weekend, but Petunia still acted as though he were a twelve year old.
When she released her son she immediately looked around for her granddaughter, "Where's my little Rose-Posey?"
"She has a bit of a sniffle and Heather decided to keep her home this week." Dudley said rather nervously. "I can't stay long. I…" he took a deep breath, "Do you know how to contact Harry."
Petunia gave him a sharp look. "Why on earth would you need to do that?"
Sighing Dudley's shoulders slumped, "Rose…" he almost sobbed, "My little Rose is a Freak." He leaned against the wall, "She make her teddy fly through the air." He did sob this time, "What else am I supposed to do? I can't treat her like you did Harry. I just can't." He wiped his face, "I love her."
A/N: I have no idea where this came from and there doesn't seem to be any more. If someone would like to use this as a start I would be interested to see how it turns out. BertaS