Dudley Dursly and the Philosopher's Stone

Into the woods....

"Dudley! Dudley! DUDLEY FLIPPING DURSLEY IS YOU DONT WAKE UP THIS INSTANT I WILL SET RONALD WEASLEY AND DRACO MALFOY ON YOU!" Hannah yelled in my face.

"Ahhh! Hannah, why would you even suggest such a thing?" I asked in mock offense.

"Dudley you scared us half to death! You just fainted and we didn't know what to do! We had to talk to Zachariahs Smith to get him to help you and you know how I'm afraid of him!" Neville said as if he was trying to be angry but failing miserably.

"Also, will I ever get to open anything in these mail society meetings?" Graham asked, sounding slightly amused.

"Jeez Graham I'm so sorry, from now on I think I should go last in case the meetings are ended abruptly by me fainting or something." I said, rolling my eyes and hoping that no one would bring up Harry.

"Dud...I think we need to talk about that letter....and Harry...and what this 'Dark Spears' shit could mean." Hannah said, although she was immediately lectured by Madame Pomfrey, just to make sure she didn't swear in the hospital wing.

"Hannah...I don't thin-" I started to say, but was inturupted by two Slytherins walking loudly into the hospital wing.

"Oh frig-" I mumbled quietly.

"Dursley! Longbottom! Abbott! Lorsdon!" Weasley and Malfoy shouted in unison.

"Malfoy. Weasley." I acknowledged their presence in a deadpan tone.

"Dursley, a certain little Zachariahs Smith told me that you fainted in the Hufflepuff common room. Is it true you actually fainted?" Malfoy said to me with his signature smirk.

"Shove off and leave Dudley alone!" Graham yelled at the arrogant prats.

"Shut it you good for nothing gay mudblood! What would you know about anything? You're just a stupid, ignorant gay!" Weasley yelled at Graham, but instead of saying gay he said an awful slur that I shall not repeat.

And then Graham turned tomato red. Then white as a sheet. He turned slowly around, looking at me...and then burst into tears and ran out of the room while Weasley and Malfoy watched him, howling in laughter.

"How DARE you embarrass my friend!" I yelled, sitting up in the bed, ready to leap out and attack the two Slytherins.

"Oh, look, the ugly gay got himself an ugly gay boyfriend! Oh I'm so scared!" Malfoy said in mock terror as Weasley laughed along.

Hannah approached the two boys, walking slowly but making sure she was as tall as possible. She slowly got closer and closer, leaning down to the two Slytherins and she simply said, in a controlled, rage filled whisper, "Get. Out."

"Why should we, Abbott?" Weasley said, imitating her while Malfoy circles behind her.

With one swift movement and a loud crack, Weasley's nose was broken and spurting a warm river of blood.

"Let me make myself clear; You. Do not. Mess. With my friends. Got it, buster?" Hannah said in a surprisingly calm tone.

Both boys nodded quickly and ran as fast as they could out of the hospital wing as Madam Pomfrey re-entered.

"Now, lovey, let's check to see you haven't gotten a concussion."

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The next evening.........................

"Hannah, is that true? Did you really break Weasley's nose AND give him a nose bleed?" Graham asked in disbelief.

"Well I wouldn't put it like that-" Hannah began.

"No, it was bloody brilliant! Hannah, you're terrifying sometimes, y'know that?" Neville said, earning a chuckle and an eye roll from Hannah.

"Anyway, are you sure you're alright Graham? What they said is unacceptable." I asked, turning the mood right around.

There was a bone crushingly awkward silence, until:

"Yeah. I'm fine. I just don't know how they figured it out." Graham admitted quietly.

"So....it's true? You're, y'know..." Neville awkwardly muttered.

"Gay? Well, yeah. Oh, and I think I found something you might want to take a look at." Graham said, and handed me a note.

It read:

Mr Potter,

Meet me at the middle of the forbidden forest tomorrow evening at midnight. Bring your associate Madeline. We need to talk about the Philosopher's Stone -or, more specifically, your agreement. Make sure you are not being followed. I have sent another note to Madeline in case of your separation.

Albus.

"Graham? Where did you get this?" I said in shock.

"I was running to the owlery when I heard footsteps. I realized it was after curfew, so I ducked behind a pillar. Professor Dumbeldore was walking up to the owlery, and this fell out of his pocket. I went to get it to return it to him, but he was gone." Graham said.

"And since you found this yesterday..." Neville began.

"We have three hours before two dangerous individuals meet up." Hannah finished with a panicked expression.

"What do we do?" I asked, hoping Hannah would have a plan like she always does.
Instead it was Graham who responded.
"Are you kidding? We have to listen in!"

"No! What if they see us? We'd be putting ourselves in great danger!" Neville argued back.

"But what if...they couldn't see us?" I suggested.

Everyone just stood there with confused looks.

"You forget that my sister, Harriot Black, is a master at disillusionment charms. Those last up to three hours. Add a Muffiliato to that and we'll be grand as long as we stay together. We should get going in two hours so we can set up spells and stuff, possibly something so we can see each other, and then we just write down all the information we need to know. Then we can expose the Dark Spears." I list off.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's start preparing!" Hannah said, standing up quickly. "But, I think we'll need two more people, for back up."

"Who would that be?" Neville asked, although I had a feeling he knew who it was.

"Lyla Lovegood and Hermione Granger."

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"You want us to help you?" Hermione was shocked to see us four when we arrived at Ravenclaw tower.

"Yes. Now, I know what you're thinking -" I started.

"We accept." Lyla abruptly finished.

"You've all been nothing but nice too us, so I think it's time we help you in return." Hermione added.

"Great! Well, what're we waiting for! Let's go!" Graham whisper-yelled before starting towards the front gate.

"Looks like we're heading into the woods."