Author note: A bit of accidental magic results in Dudley having a bit of bitter butter blowup.

The Dursley diet plan was not going as Petunia had hoped for. The already fragile self control of Dudley had been broken and he was seen staring at the neighbors cats for very long moments. So it was no surprise for harry to walk into the kitchen and find Dudley eating sticks of butter straight out of the refrigerator.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked in disgust.

"Shut up freak. I'm so hungry I'm gonna eat that stupid chicken of yours next!" The corpulent creature crowed.

"You leave Hedwig alone you fat tub of butter!" Harry growled, his own temper at the breaking point due to hunger.

As soon as he said that he felt the wild surge of accidental magic release from himself. Dudley gave a slight "urk" grunt as he shifted and changed into a life like statue of himself sculpted from grade A1 butter. A single stick of butter almost within his maw.

Harry stuck his finger out to poke his cousin only for it to sink in up to the first knuckle as Vernon had refused to turn the air conditioning on.

"Oh boy." Harry sighed in frustration as he wondered how he was going to explain this one.

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