Chapter 49 - Chapter 48
As he steps through the door of Number Four Privet Drive, Harry Evans shucks off his coat and sticks it in the closet under the stairs, letting out a groan of relief as he rolls his shoulders. He's just gotten done with a shift at Morley's, the fast food chain that he and his girlfriend Rebekah have been working at since back when he was in school.
Of course, he's not in school anymore. He's just finished Secondary and is now a legal adult, meaning that he has a lot more time to work at Morley's, picking up extra shifts whenever he can. Anyone who will tell you that working in a fast food restaurant is easy or unskilled labor is a jackass. Working fast food was a labor of love… or maybe more accurately a labor of hate, since no one actually loved working fast food.
Of course, according to his older, slightly more worldly girlfriend, the entire Service Industry was like that. Rebekah had worked a position at some big department store before she'd moved on to Morley's, and from the horror stories she'd told him, people were the same everywhere. The moment you put on a store uniform or a name tag, you became less than human in their eyes. Just an outlet for their frustration, stress, and anger.
Still, as much as working at Morley's wasn't fun… Harry had to admit, it was good, solid work. Especially since still living with his aunt and uncle meant that his cost of living was practically next to none. He could basically save up every pound he made at work. Obviously, he wasn't going to rely on Vernon and Petunia's generosity forever or anything like that… especially since he wasn't sure that their generosity WAS endless.
Sure, his relationship with his family members had gotten loads better ever since he'd turned out to not be a freak after all. In fact, at this point in time, Harry's earlier years, where Petunia and Vernon had treated him so poorly… they felt almost like a distant dream. Ever since it turned out that Dudley was the one with the magic, things had changed dramatically in the Dursley Household, and ultimately all for the better as far as Harry was concerned.
That didn't mean he wasn't going to eventually get out of here. It was bad enough bumming off one's parents after finishing school. But bumming off one's aunt and uncle? That was a step too far. He and Rebekah were both saving up as much as they could from Morley's in order to finally be able to properly move in together. Harry honestly couldn't wait.
With a smile on his face, Harry ascends the stairs to the second floor, before tilting his head to the side as he hears sounds coming from his old room. Oh, right. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia were away on a couple's trip together, but Dudley was home for the Summer, wasn't he? And it sounded like he was entertaining Lily.
Stepping over to the open door to Lily's room, Harry leans against the doorframe as he takes in the sight within. There's Dudley sitting on the bed with Lily as he fondled and played with her body. The curvaceous and voluptuous red head is currently wearing nothing more than a nightie and a pair of panties as Dudley plays with her, and from the look of things, her white panties are completely soaked through, to the point of being translucent.
Harry takes all of this in without batting an eyelash, even as Dudley finally notices him, briefly startling at his presence. Making eye contact with his cousin, the completely magicless green-eyed young man grins.
"You know, I'm super jealous of you, Dudley."
Dudley's eyes go wide at that, his groping of Lily's body freezing for a moment as he furrows his brow in abject confusion.
"Err… you are, Harry? How so?"
Their relationship was a far cry from what it had once been. The days of Dudley and his friends playing games like 'Harry Hunting' were little more than a distant dream at this point. Meanwhile, Dudley's treatment of Harry's mother… Harry doesn't even register it. In fact, he barely pays Lily any mind at all as he converses with his cousin. Factually, he knows she's his mother. The woman who birthed him. But… she was also a lead weight around his neck for so long that it's just easier to pretend like she doesn't exist.
Or rather, not that she doesn't exist… but rather, that she doesn't have anything to do with Harry. Rebekah had asked once if Harry wanted his mother to move in with them when they finally got their own place. The trepidation that his girlfriend had in her voice had made Harry smile at the time as he'd happily shook his head and said no. He'd explained it to her… Petunia and Dudley were more than happy to continue taking care of Lily for the rest of her life, however long that might be.
It made sense to Harry, really. Whatever had been done to Lily Evans was magical in nature. And Harry was not. However, Dudley was a wizard and Petunia was a witch, as it turned out. So they were the ones who were best suited for looking after Lily. Full stop.
Regardless, at Dudley's bafflement, Harry just chuckles… and gestures not to what the other young man is doing with Lily on the bed, but over to where Dudley's magical trunk from Hogwarts is located on the far side of the room.
"Here I am, graduated and stuck making my way into the real world. Meanwhile, you've got three more years at that wizarding school of yours, don't you? Just seems unfair is all."
Dudley's eyes also trail over to his trunk and he's quiet for a moment before grunting in acknowledgment.
"Huh. Yeah, I guess so."
Harry laughs. Clearly his cousin is a little too distracted for some playful teasing. Dudley's hands are starting to move all over Lily's body again, and this time he seems intent on stripping the red head naked. Harry pays that no mind though.
"I'm only messing with you, Dudley. Honestly, I'm happy to be able to work full time now. Three more years of school…"
He can't help but shudder at the thought. Then again, it's probably different for Dudley. Three more years of 'muggle' school as the magical folk called them, would be torturous. But three more years of wizarding school was probably a whole lot of fun? Sometimes Harry did wonder what it would have been like if he had actually been a freak. But in the end, he was happy with the life he had.
Over on the bed, Dudley has sat up entirely, and gently but firmly pushed a now naked Lily off of the bed and onto the floor. Once she's kneeling before him, Dudley holds up a hand and smiles.
"Heel, Bitch."
Lily's fat ass immediately hits her heels and she brings up her hands in an approximation of a dog's paws, her arms pressing her massive milk jugs together as she presents herself for Dudley. Smirking down at her, Dudley does another hand gesture.
"Roll over, Bitch."
Lily immediately does that as well. Harry watches on with a sort of detached curiosity as Dudley runs Lily through the gamut of commands. Sit, beg, play dead are also all used. After a moment, Dudley glances over at Harry and shrugs, picking up the thread of their previous conversation without hesitation.
"Heh, yeah, I can see how you might think that. But honestly, Hogwarts is pretty nice. I've learned a lot from some private instructors though, so I'm not sure how much more Hogwarts can really teach me…"
Harry's brow ratchets up at that, letting out an impressed whistle.
"Private instructors, huh? Sounds like things are going pretty well for you, Dudley."
Rather than instantly answer Harry, Dudley reaches out and pets Lily on the head.
"Good girl."
She beams and preens at that, before her emerald eyes immediately zero in on Dudley's cock as the wizard finally frees his dick from its confines. Harry doesn't even glance in its direction as Lily leans forward and wraps both her tits and mouth around the sizable member. For the 'muggle' boy, it doesn't even register as sexual truth be told. One too many Confundus Charms. One too many bits of magic over the years. At this point, Harry couldn't see anything wrong with Dudley's treatment of his mother even if he wanted to.
"… Yeah Harry, I'd say they are. I've got big plans for the wizarding world once I graduate. Already know who I'm going to marry and everything. She's a real beauty too… mostly because she has the blood of a magical species known for being gorgeous and drop dead sexy flowing through her veins."
Harry blinks at the description, trying to imagine it. But honestly? He can't really picture anyone but Rebekah. Sure, maybe his girlfriend isn't the hottest piece of ass on the market. But that doesn't matter to Harry. Looks have never mattered to Harry, not one bit. Rebekah is his and he's hers. Together, they make the perfect team, like a puzzle of two pieces.
"Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!"
Dudley has taken hold of Lily's hair and gathered it into a makeshift ponytail before beginning to fuck her face on his cock. The red head's breasts fall away from his shaft as a result, and her hands clap at her legs as she happily lets him choke and gag her on his dick to his heart's content. While doing so, Dudley gives Harry a curious look.
"Does that… make you jealous at all, Harry? Do you ever wish that you had the life I have, maybe?"
Harry blinks at the thought, furrowing his brow in thought for a moment. Then he shakes his head in honest confusion.
"Perish the thought, Dudley. You have your life and I have mine. Why would I ever want to take what's yours? Besides, I might not have magic, but my life is plenty good all the same. I've got a roof over my head rent-free; I've got a paying job with decent hours… and I've got a girlfriend who loves me just as much as I love her."
Shrugging, Harry Evans gives his cousin a curious smile.
"Honestly… what more could I possibly need?"
Dudley pauses for a moment at that. And then he groans and proceeds to flood Lily's throat and mouth with his seed. With his sizable mast buried so far down the red head's esophagus, there's simply no hope for Lily to swallow it all, even with her training. In the end, Dudley's cum winds up exploding out of her nostrils and the sides of her mouth as Lily's eyes roll back in her head, her tongue wagging along the underside of her nephew's dick.
Finally, he pulls back out of her throat… and without hesitation, yanks her up off the ground by her hair and tosses her onto the bed. In moments, Dudley has Lily right where he wants her, on all fours like the bitch in heat she is. He thrusts into her from behind and Lily lets out a gurgling squeal, blowing a cum bubble as she shudders and spasms upon his member, her sinful body bouncing and jiggling all over the place.
Harry watches this all patiently, until Dudley finally looks over at him, a wide grin on his face.
"You know something, Harry? You're a better man than me. If our positions were reversed, I'm not sure I'd be able to resist. If someone came to me and said that I'd have the opportunity to take your magic and your life from you and make it my own… then I might just go for it. The fact that you don't even care what you're missing out on… that you're actually happy being a muggle… it boggles my mind if I'm being honest."
Dudley's words wash over him. And Harry considers them carefully for a moment before finally matching Dudley's grin with a grin of his own.
"Well then, I suppose we're lucky to both have the lives we were meant to live, huh Dudley? Everything worked out exactly as it was supposed to, in the end."
Grunting, Dudley continues to fuck Lily from behind, pounding into her pussy with all his might, much to the dimwitted red head's enthusiastic squeals. She cries out and moans in equal measure, orgasming upon Dudley's cock over and over again in one long, continuous loop of climaxes.
Finally, Dudley shakes his head in amusement and then gives Harry a nod.
"Damn straight, Harry. Anyways, I won't take up any more of your time. I'm sure you're dead tired after being on your feet all day."
Chuckling, Harry pushes off of the doorframe. Dudley was right. He wasn't just tired; he was feeling a little grungy too.
"Yeah, I think I'll take a shower and then turn in for the night. If it's not too much to ask, try and keep it down for me?"
Dudley smirks and reaches over to pick up a stick that Harry recognizes as the other young man's wand by this point.
"For you, Harry? I'll work a little magic, just this once."
Before Harry can ask what Dudley means by that, he swishes and flicks his wand and casts some sort of magical spell. The sparks are interesting, but the effect is much cooler. Harry's eyes widen and his brow climbs as the wanton moaning of Lily and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh suddenly ceases with abrupt swiftness.
Blinking, the young man can't help but lean forward for a second. It feels weird, passing through the magical barrier that Dudley has cast upon the room. But not harmful. Unless one counts suddenly being able to hear the sounds of your bimbo mother being railed by your cousin as harmful, which Harry does not. Still, after pulling back and once again having the noise coming from within Lily's room cease, Harry smiles and gives Dudley a thumbs up and a nod.
His cousin, grinning like a mad man, tosses him a nod right back, even as he continues to rail Lily from behind with deep, penetrating thrusts. Turning away from the perfectly normal and entirely reasonable scene, Harry heads down the hall, removing his shirt as he makes his way to the bathroom for a much-needed shower.
Sure, Dudley seemed to be living a pretty fantastical, absolutely wild life. And sure, magic seemed rather intriguing. But… Harry was glad he was just a muggle at the end of the day. He wouldn't trade his perfectly mundane life and perfectly plain girlfriend for anything or anyone in the world.
Harry Evans was happy. And that was more than could be said for a lot of people around the world, wasn't it?