Harry Potter Dudley Dursley Novels & Stories

answered Harry to the girl. "Daddy, you have an appointment for doctor Chris to examine you today." Said the dark brown hair figure with the golden shirt, still from the outside of the door. "Oh, yes. Daddy forgot..." Mr. Harry then stood up, "I forgot, I have an examination for control today!" explained Harry to his guest. ### They are walking outside the campus. "It is so weird..what we've done...looking for girls to marry inside the campus. So weird." Said Remus.

Darren said, cutting me off. "What?" "I don't like Nutella." "Are you serious?" I asked, eyeing him incredulously. "No, I'm Darren. And I don't like Sirius Black, the dude's creepy." I just gave him a blank stare. "Who is Sirius Black?" I asked, scrunching my brows up in confusion. "Who would have that sort of a name?" "He's in Harry Potter," He said, shaking his head at me. "You wouldn't know." "Oh," I said. I only watched the first movie of the series and I didn't like it. So I didn't watch it's subsequent parts.

he smiled like an innocent little thing. Harry has a face that could deceive the world that he was an innocent young man but that's not true. Harry is a murderer and the Don and boss of the whole of the United kingdom. "Fucking city!" I spat out and Harry chuckled. It was true that I hardly come to another territory. I remained in mine or else it's so urgent like this case. Harry was already taken me to his car with my men and his tailing behind when I paused, "I need to get to know what happened to the fucker in that room"

It’s dangerous yet I find myself wanting those captivating eyes to never look away. It frightens me to my core and I panic. “My real name is Harry and I come from a hidden world known as Hogwarts. My grandmother is Gandalf.” I sound stupid, I’m so stupid. The fumbling words leave my mouth before I can control them. I expect confusion from him, or maybe he’d look at me like I am some weirdo, but…he laughs. He laughs out freely. The laughter stems deep from within him, rich with real cheerfulness. As always, I’m entranced by it. The wind picks up the sound fast, playing it in the air.

Even among peers of equal status, occasional disagreements never escalate to outright humiliation. But now—being called a loyal mutt? This wretched bastard! Harry's eyes gleamed with intense murderous intent. "Keep acting cocky. Let's see how long you can keep it up." Watching his enraged retreat, Rachel leaned closer and whispered, "He seems pretty powerful. Are you sure this won't be a problem?" Gideon chuckled lightly. "I know who he is. He's Harry Yelverton, the third son of the Yelverton family!"

“He’s a new initiate. Very powerful and is from the Ancient Draconic bloodline. He has become the favorite initiate of Elder Erik.” “I know him! His name is Dudley Langstaff and I heard that he holds quite an important status in the Beast Peak.” “This guy is a battle machine. No one can defeat him at all! That’s how strong he is!”

"Well, well, well and who do we have here?" A voice asked from the dark. "Hello Summer or should I call you Niece?" The voice added. . . . "Do you know my dad?" Summer asked, staring at the strange man who called her niece. "Of course yes, infact we were brothers." Lord Voldemort muttered, finally coming down from his throne revealing his handsome but evil face. "Really, so you knew Mr Jerald?" Dorian asked as the man cold gaze fell on him.

When I spun my head behind my back, I found Peter Dursley, Alpha's business partner, standing close to me. "Good morning, Mr. Dursley." He flashed an incomprehensible grin as his gaze shifted to the flame with a pot of water and pasta, "Wow, Pasta! It's my favorite just like you." He winked leaving my wish unanswered. I just faked a smile as I hesitantly looked at his shoes, "Is there anything I can help you with, Mr. Dursley?" he nodded positively. "I am very thirsty, Aurora and I assume only you can help me with it." He said.

Again, I heard Aunt Rose say: "Harry has been in prison for two years. You don't even know about his past? No one in this area knew how he was in the Cerberus Guild that day. Who would have hired that gypsy guy if it weren't for Miss Fortune, his mother's friend? The tattoo of a three-headed dog is still on his body. People will recognize and remember his biography no matter where he goes! Fortunately, he doesn't love you. To be honest, I disagree that you love him!" When Aunt Rose said that, she turned her head to look around. Terry was afraid of being seen by her, so he turned and hurried up the stairs, not expecting Harry to be standing upstairs looking at him. The whole story that Aunt R

Let’s send the message to those back home that we’re all still in this together. “Take the girl,” Zayne says to Dudley. He wraps his matted-fur paw around our daughter's waist and I swear, I saw her shudder. It could be wishful thinking, but I think our baby girl is outsmarting these familiars. Still, it does sicken me to see Dudley lead our daughter toward the dark back room.